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with some of the locals and I knew they were speaking English, but every other<br />
sentence seemed to slip into an alternate language – different words, different<br />
pronunciations – and I’d wonder what the heck they were saying. Percy was like<br />
that. He and I almost spoke the same language – magic, monsters, et cetera. But<br />
his vocabulary was completely wrong.<br />
‘No,’ I tried again, halfway up the hill. ‘This monster is a petsuchos – a son of<br />
Sobek.’<br />
‘Who’s Sobek?’ he asked.<br />
‘Lord of crocodiles. Egyptian god.’<br />
That stopped him in his tracks. He stared at me, and I could swear the air<br />
between us turned electric. A voice, very deep in my mind, said: Shut up. Don’t<br />
tell him any more.<br />
Percy glanced at the khopesh I’d retrieved from the river, then the wand in my<br />
belt. ‘Where are you from? Honestly.’<br />
‘Originally?’ I asked. ‘Los Angeles. Now I live in Brooklyn.’<br />
That didn’t seem to make him feel any better. ‘So this monster, this pet-suck-o<br />
or whatever –’<br />
‘Petsuchos,’ I said. ‘It’s a Greek word, but the monster is Egyptian. It was like<br />
the mascot of Sobek’s temple, worshipped as a living god.’<br />
Percy grunted. ‘You sound like Annabeth.’<br />
‘Who?’<br />
‘Nothing. Just skip the history lesson. How do we kill it?’<br />
‘I told you –’<br />
From above came another scream, followed by a loud CRUNCH, like the sound<br />
made by a metal compactor.<br />
We sprinted to the top of the hill, then hopped the fence of somebody’s<br />
backyard and ran into a residential cul-de-sac.<br />
Except for the giant crocodile in the middle of the street, the neighbourhood<br />
could have been Anywhere, USA. Ringing the cul-de-sac were half a dozen<br />
single-storey homes with well-kept front lawns, economy cars in the driveways,<br />
mailboxes at the kerb, flags hanging above the front porches.<br />
Unfortunately, the all-American scene was kind of ruined by the monster, who<br />
was busily eating a green Prius hatchback with a bumper sticker that read MY<br />
POODLE IS SMARTER THAN YOUR HONOUR STUDENT. Maybe the