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Chapter 1

"Percy, for Zeus' sake! Get out of bed!" My mom shouted angrily from the kitchen. Ugh. Another day of school.

"Zeus can go to Tartarus," I grumbled as I got out of bed. Thunder shook the sky, and a streak lightning bolt flashed down in the distance, even though there wasn't a cloud in the sky. I shouldn't have said that. Zeus and I aren't exactly buddies.

I hauled myself out of bed and trudged into the bathroom. After I took a quick shower and threw on some clothes, I ran a brush through my mop of black hair (without making it lay down much better) and went into the kitchen to grab a cereal bar. Blue. Yum.

"Morning Percy," My mom said, kissing me on the forehead. I rolled my eyes at her. She said something about getting started on laundry and walked out of the kitchen. Just then, I remembered that tomorrow was the start of winter break. I felt relief spread through me. Finally,a break from school. Soon, it'll be time for camp again.

"Half way through the year, Percy. Just a few more months to go." Making it halfway through a school year was good by my standards. Believe me, I've been kicked out of several before Christmas break.

I glanced over at the T.V., and saw some bimbo blond reporting an eruption on Mount Saint Helens for CNN. As a half-blood, I had more important things to worry about.

Only if I knew how very, very wrong I was. I grabbed my backpack and started out the apartment door.

"Percy!" My mom yelled, from closet that doubled as our laundry room. "I almost forgot, Chiron sent an Iris-message. He says he needs you to come to camp right after school, for an emergency meeting… Probably about you-know-who. She added worriedly. "I'll be at work, but I'll leave some money for a taxi." She came out into the hallway and gave me a big hug. "I guess I might not see you for a while…" she said anxiously. "Be careful."

"I'll be fine mom, don't worry." I assured her. My mom was used to me disappearing for days, or even weeks at a time, but that didn't stop her from acting like a mom. I waved good-bye as I walked out the door and down the hall of our New York apartment building.

Oh great. An emergency meeting. That couldn't be about anything good. It was probably something to do with Kronos. "I'm getting really tired of him…," I thought. A few months ago, just before school started, Nico Di Angelo, My cousin on the godly side, had told me the way to beat Kronos. But it wouldn't be easy. Kronos had just enough souls on his side to keep him in Luke's body, so if we could get some of the people from Kronos' forces to come to our side…(Or kill them, but preferably the first) Then 

his life force would start going back into Tartarus. But the problem was, most of his soldiers would rather die than fight for the gods, or were bewitched into allegiance. Nobody knew where Kronos' army was, either, Since the Princess Andromeda Had seemingly disappeared of the face of the earth, Probably into a Titan controlled part of the Ocean.

"At least I get to see my friends at the meeting…," I told myself. "I get to see Grover, Chiron, and Annabeth." I thought. I sighed. I tried not to think of Annabeth too often. It Kinda hurt when I did. A year ago, after that run if with Aphrodite, I was forced to admit I kind of liked Annabeth.

"You Mean Really like," A voice in my head corrected.

Whatever. The point was I like her. Yeah, Yeah. I know. Percy Jackson, The hero of the prophecy, has a crush on his best friend. It's like what happens in the cheesy movies on Disney channel.

But, I still try not to think about Annabeth too much. She dosen't like me anyway. She won't admit it, but after hearing the last line of the prophecy last year, I know she loves Luke. Yep. That's right. The evil traitorous bastard who had betrayed us and joined Kronos, is seven year older that her, had tried to kill us countless times, and is basically dead. Just every girls dream boy. Annabeth and I had talked over the phone a few times, but I'd never brought up the last line of the prophecy or the whole I-know-you–love-Luke thing. It would just make her mad.

"Come on, Get her out of your head." A part of my brain told as I walked through the front doors to my school.

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As I walked home from school, I couldn't help but think of what a crappy day I'd had. My math teacher gave us ten pages of homework for Christmas, And the football team had tried to give me a swirly, until a strange phenomenon happened with the plumbing, and toilet water shot them in the face. I felt a little sorry for them. Maybe I should have flushed the toilet first. But hey, I wasn't the one who peed in it.

Then, my brooding thoughts were interrupted by a low growling coming out of an alley to my right. I looked, and saw a pair of glowing, evil red eyes gleaming at me, as the shape of a huge black mastiff emerged from the darkness. A hellhound the size of a pickup truck. Gulp.

I sprinted across the street, almost getting hit by a minivan, and ducked into an alley. I didn't want to risk running along the sidewalk in case the mortals noticed something. The mist would cover up the fact that what was chasing me was a hellhound, but no doubt what they saw wasn't good. Probably some kind of mutant pit bull chasing a teenager. I looked back at the hellhound and saw that it wasn't so lucky. It had gotten smashed in the side by a taxi, and I saw about five people running and screaming something about rabid grizzly bears. That would attract much more attention than a pit bull. I turned 

and ran down the alley before the monster could see me. I was afraid I wouldn't have time to go back to my apartment, and I didn't have enough money for a regular taxi, so I only had one choice.

I groaned. I had done this once before, and it wasn't a pleasant experience. "Stethi, O harma diobles!" I yelled. Now, if you've never yelled 'Stop, chariot of damnation!' in ancient Greek on a New York city sidewalk, It definitely gets you some weird looks from passerby.

I threw a golden Drachma into the street, which shimmered and absorbed the coin. After a moment, a gray car formed out of the street. An old woman stuck her head out of the car. "Where to?" she asked groggily.

"Camp half-blood," I answered

"Well get in, then!"

I clambered into the backseat, and accidentally sat on one of the large, black chains used as seatbelts. Ouch. They sped off down the street.

"Anger, give me the tooth!"

"I need the tooth, I'm driving!"

"What good does a tooth do you while you're driving?"

"I like the tooth!"

And that was pretty much how it went on for the rest of the drive, them arguing and me clenching onto the seat and trying not to puke. I was relieved when we finally arrived at camp. They only waited until I was halfway out of the cab before speeding back down the road. I stumbled and fell on the asphalt. I cursed and picked myself up of the ground before walking up half blood hill.

Cliffie! HaHa Just kidding. I had to stop it there or it would go on forever. Please review!