The Titan's Curse (Percy Jackson and the Olympians, #3)

by Rick Riordan

That comparison didn’t make me too happy.

Aww Perce

It took me a second to realize what they were saying. Then my heart turned to lead. “Bessie? You want to destroy Bessie?”

“Dad,” I said, “he’s just a sea creature. A really nice sea creature. You can’t destroy him.”

A feeling of panic seized me. “Annabeth,” I said under my breath. “Don’t.” She frowned at me. “What?” “Look, I need to tell you something,” I continued. The words came stumbling out of me. “I couldn’t stand it if…I don’t want you to—” “Percy?” she said. “You look like you’re going to be sick.” And that’s how I felt. I wanted to say more, but my tongue betrayed me. It wouldn’t move because of the fear in my stomach. And then Artemis turned.

Athena looked almost sorry for me. “Kronos knows your flaw, even if you do not. He knows how to study his enemies. Think, Percy. How has he manipulated you? First, your mother was taken from you. Then your best friend, Grover. Now my daughter, Annabeth.” She paused, disapproving. “In each case, your loved ones have been used to lure you into Kronos’s traps. Your fatal flaw is personal loyalty, Percy. You do not know when it is time to cut your losses. To save a friend, you would sacrifice the world. In a hero of the prophecy, that is very, very dangerous.”

The idea picked me up instantly. I guess I hadn’t realized how much I missed having Tyson around.

The funny thing was, I meant it. Considering the quest I’d just had, maybe I should have been worried for my mom. I’d seen just how mean people could be to each other, like Hercules was to Zoë Nightshade, like Luke was to Thalia. I’d met Aphrodite, Goddess of Love, in person, and her powers had scared me worse than Ares. But seeing my mother laughing and smiling, after all the years she’d suffered with my nasty ex-stepfather, Gabe Ugliano, I couldn’t help feeling happy for her.

Awww Percy

Do you always kill people when they blow their nose? I was only alive because so many people had helped me, even a random mortal girl like that. I’d never even explained to her who I was.

“No,” I said. “I choose the prophecy. It will be about me.” “Why are you saying that?” she cried. “You want to be responsible for the whole world?” It was the last thing I wanted, but I didn’t say that. I knew I had to step up and claim it. “I can’t let Nico be in any more danger,” I said. “I owe that much to his sister. I…let them both down. I’m not going to let that poor kid suffer any more.” “The poor kid who hates you and wants to see you dead,” Grover reminded me. “Maybe we can find him,” I said. “We can convince him it’s okay, hide him someplace safe.”

“Pan!” Grover wailed. “The Lord of the Wild himself. I heard him! I have to…I have to find a suitcase.” “Whoa, whoa, whoa,” I said. “What did he say?” Grover stared at me. “Just three words. He said, ‘I await you.’”

Oooo I get it! The next book is called The Battle of the Labyrinth and Pan’s Labyrinth HA