THE BATTLE OF THE LABYRINTH Percy Jackson ... - No one's invited.

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Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html He met my eyes pleadingly.“Help!” I reached for my sword, but it had been taken from me and hadn’t reappeared in my pocket yet. The centaur struggled to get up as the giantapproached, his javelin ready. Ataloned hand gripped my shoulder. “If you value yourfriendsss ’livesss ,” mydracaena guard said, “you won’t interfere.Thisisssn’t your fight. Wait your turn.” The centaur couldn’t get up. One of his legs was broken. The giant put his huge foot on the horseman’s chest and raised the javelin. He looked up at Luke. The crowd cheered, “DEATH!DEATH!” Luke didn’t do anything, but the tattooed sumo dude sitting next to him arose. He smiled down at the centaur, who was whimpering, “Please! No!” Then the sumo dude held out his hand and gave thethumbs down sign. I closed my eyes as the gladiator giant thrust his javelin. When I looked again, the centaur was gone, disintegrated to ashes. All that was left was a single hoof, which the giant took up as a trophy and showed the crowd. They roared their approval. A gate opened at the opposite end of the stadium and the giant marched out in triumph. In the stands, the sumo dude raised his hands for silence. “Good entertainment!” he bellowed. “But nothing I haven’t seen before. What else do you have, Luke, Son of Hermes?” Luke’s jaw tightened. I could tell he didn’t like being calledson of Hermes . He hated his father. But he rose calmly to his feet. His eyes glittered. In fact, he seemed to be in a pretty good mood. “Lord Antaeus,” Luke said, loud enough for the crowd to hear. “You have been an excellent host! We would be happy to amuse you, to repay the favor of passing through your territory.” “A favor I have not yet granted,” Antaeus growled. “I want entertainment!” Luke bowed. “I believe I have something better than centaurs to fight in your arena now. I have a brother of yours.” He pointed at me. “Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon.” The crowd began jeering at me and throwing stones, most of which I dodged, but one caught me on the cheek and made a good-sized cut. Antaeus’seyes lit up.“A son of Poseidon? Then he should fight well! Or die well!” “If his death pleases you,” Luke said, “will you let our armies cross your territory?” “Perhaps!”Antaeus said. Luke didn’t look too pleased about the “perhaps.” He glared down at me, as if warning me that I’d better die in a really spectacular way or I’d be in big trouble.
Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html “Luke!” Annabeth yelled. “Stop this. Let us go!” Luke seemed to notice her for the first time. He looked stunned for a moment.“Annabeth?” “Enough time for the females to fight afterward,” Antaeus interrupted. “First, Percy Jackson, what weapons will youchoose ?” Thedracaenae pushed me into the middle of the arena. I stared up at Antaeus. “How can you be a son of Poseidon?” “I am his favorite son!” Antaeus boomed. “Behold, my temple to theEarthshaker , built from the skulls of all those I’ve killed in his name! Your skull shall join them!” I stared in horror at all the skulls—hundreds of them—and the banner of Poseidon. How could this be a temple for my dad? My dad was a nice guy. He’d never ask me for a Father’s Day card, much less somebody’s skull. “Percy!” Annabeth yelled at me. “His mother is Gaea!Gae —” HerLaistrygonian captor clamped his hand over her mouth.His mother is Gaea.The earth goddess. Annabeth was trying to tell me that was important, but I didn’t know why.Maybe just because the guy had two godly parents. That would make him even harder to kill. “You’re crazy, Antaeus,” I said. “If you think this is a good tribute, you know nothing about Poseidon.” The crowd screamed insults at me, but Antaeus raised his hand for silence. “Weapons,” he insisted. “And then we will see how you die. Will you have axes?Shields?Nets? Flamethrowers?” “Just my sword,” I said. Laughter erupted from the monsters, but immediately Riptide appeared in my hands, and some of the voices in the crowd turned nervous. The bronze blade glowed with a faint light. “Round one!”Antaeus announced. The gates opened, and adracaena slithered out. She had a trident in one hand and a weighted net in the other— classic gladiator style. I’d trained against those weapons at camp for years. She jabbed at me experimentally. I stepped away. She threw her net, hoping to tangle my sword hand, but I sidestepped easily, sliced her spear in half, and stabbed Riptide through a chink in her armor. With a painful wail, she vaporized into nothing, and the cheering of the crowd died. “No!” Antaeus bellowed.“Too fast! You must wait for the kill. Only I give that order!” I glanced over at Annabeth and Rachel. I had to find a way to get them free, maybe distract their guards. “Nice job, Percy.” Luke smiled. “You’ve gotten better with the sword. I’ll grant you that.” “Round two!”Antaeus yelled.“And slower this time! More entertainment! Wait for my call before killing
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