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

by Rick Riordan

The snake lady released the scarf and it fluttered down toward the General’s hand. As soon as he gave it to the warriors, they would hunt Zoë and the other hunters until they were extinct. I didn’t have time to think. I ran and jumped with all my might, plowing into the warriors and snatching the scarf out of the air. “What’s this?” bellowed the General. I landed at the feet of a skeleton warrior, who hissed. “An intruder,” the General growled. “One cloaked in darkness. Seal the doors!” “It’s Percy Jackson!” Luke yelled. “It has to be.” I sprinted for the exit, but heard a ripping sound and realized the skeleton warrior had taken a chunk out of my sleeve. When I glanced back, he was holding the fabric up to his nose, sniffing the scent, handing it around to his friends. I wanted to scream, but I couldn’t. I squeezed through the door just as the guards slammed it shut behind me. And then I ran.

Brave and stupid, 10/10!