THE BATTLE OF THE LABYRINTH Percy Jackson ... - No one's invited.
THE BATTLE OF THE LABYRINTH Percy Jackson ... - No one's invited.
THE BATTLE OF THE LABYRINTH Percy Jackson ... - No one's invited.
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“Yes, I like it. I’ve gone by other names, but I do prefer Poseidon.”<br />
“Like the god of the sea.”<br />
“Very much like that, yes.”<br />
“Well!” my mom interrupted. “Um, we’re so glad you could drop by. Paul, this is <strong>Percy</strong>’s father.”<br />
“Ah.” Paul nodded, though he didn’t look real pleased. “I see.”<br />
Poseidon smiled at me. “There you are, my boy.And Tyson, hello, son!”<br />
“Daddy!”Tyson bounded across the room and gave Poseidon a big hug, which almost knocked off his<br />
fishing hat.<br />
Paul’s jaw dropped. He stared at my mom. “Tyson is…”<br />
“<strong>No</strong>t mine,” she promised. “It’s a long story.”<br />
“I couldn’t miss <strong>Percy</strong>’s fifteenth birthday,” Poseidon said. “Why, if this were Sparta, <strong>Percy</strong> would be a<br />
man today!”<br />
“That’s true,” Paul said. “I used to teach ancient history.”<br />
Poseidon’s eyes twinkled. “That’s me.Ancient history.Sally, Paul, Tyson…would you mind if I<br />
borrowed <strong>Percy</strong> for a moment?”<br />
He put his arm around me and steered me into the kitchen.<br />
Once we were alone, his smile faded.<br />
“Are you all right, my boy?”<br />
“Yeah.I’m fine. I guess.”<br />
“I heard stories,” Poseidon said. “But I wanted to hear it directly from you. Tell me everything.”<br />
***<br />
So I did. It was kind of disconcerting, because Poseidon listened so intently. His eyes never left my face.<br />
His expression didn’t change the whole time I talked. When I was done, he nodded slowly.<br />
“So Kronos is indeed back. It will not be long before full war is upon us.”<br />
“What about Luke?” I asked. “Is he really gone?”<br />
“I don’t know, <strong>Percy</strong>. It is most disturbing.”<br />
“But his body is mortal. Couldn’t you just destroy him?”