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    Study these pages well, for your own adventures have only just begun. May the gods be with you, young demigod! Yours truly,. Rick Riordan. Senior Scribe. Leo Valdez and the Quest for Buford. Bunker 9. Prophecy. Word Scramble. Olympian Word Search. Answer Key. A Note from Rick Riordan. Son of Magic. RICK RIORDAN PUFFIN To Otto and Noah, my demigod nephews. . 16 best ways to lose belly fat without any exercise ○○○ risigranoli.ga . The Demigod Files contains three of Percy Jackson's most.

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    My favorites are usually modern day stories about normal people with a little bit of magic thrown in to make it interesting. I originally started reading the Percy Jackson series because my granddaughter liked the movie. So I bought her the series and we read at least a chapter or two every time we spend a few hours together. It started a bit slower than the other books. But as I read the story I found myself wondering how it was going to play out. Greek mythology is just as fascinating as Roman mythology. The message I see in both series is one of honesty, and friendship and trust. The concept of right and wrong should be installed into young people at an early age. Age appropriate explanations of actions and consequences. These books have helped my granddaughter, who is just about 8 years old, to learn to think about what will happen once she has said or done something.

    I uncapped my pen, which grew into a metre-long bronze sword, and joined the battle, slashing at the birds and deflecting their feathersoff my blade.

    Together, Clarisse and I sliced and hacked until all the birds were reduced to piles of feathers on the ground. We were both breathing hard. I had a few scratches, but nothing major.

    I pulled a feather arrow out of my arm. I took a bag of ambrosia out of my jacket, where I always kept it for emergencies,broke a piece in half and offered some to Clarisse. We swallowed a few bites — not too much, since the food of the gods can burn you to ashes if you overindulge. Anyway, in a few seconds our cuts and bruises had disappeared. Clarisse sheathed her sword and brushed off her denim jacket. What are you doing away from camp? Why were those birds after you?

    I was too accustomed to her tricks. I just sidestepped and let her stumble past me. That makes it my business. I got the feeling she really wanted to punch me out, but at the same time there was a desperate look in her eyes,like she was in serious trouble.

    Clarisse had lots of siblings at Camp Half-Blood. All of them picked on each other. I guess that was to beexpected since they were sons and daughters of the war god, Ares. Phobos and Deimos. Mrs White would justassume the nurse had sent me home, and sixth period was woodwork class.

    Mr Bell never took attendance. And he told me to take it out. So they stole thechariot from me and chased me off with those stupid arrow-throwing birds. IfClarisse failed him, he would come down hard on her. Real hard. She scowled. He was dressed in ratty jeans, a black T-shirt and a leather jacket, with a bandannaover his hair. A knife was stuck in his belt. He had eyes the colour of flames. Phobos appeared on the bench next to me. You haveto get help fighting your battles now?

    He looked surprised, maybe even nervous. The one who made Dadangry? Oh, this is too good, Clarisse. Clarisse screamed. She swatted the air as if she were being attacked by invisible bugs. Clarisse backed up into the street, swinging her sword wildly.

    I dug my sword a little deeper against his throat, but he simply vanished, reappearing back at the telephone pole. Clarisse collapsed, breathing hard. What do you fear? I always do. Well, let me tell you a little secret, half-blood. I am fear. If you The way Phoboslaughed at me and made Clarisse collapse just by looking at her… I wanted to teach this guy a lesson.

    I helped Clarisse up.

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    Her face was still beaded with sweat. We took the subway, keeping a lookout for more attacks, but no one bothered us. As we rode, Clarisse told me about Phobos and Deimos. Deimos is terror. Phobos is more, like, personal. He can getinside your head. All those phobias named after him. The jerk. They hate me. The Intrepid. It probably had a bunch of guns and bombs and other dangerous toys. Just the kind of place a war god would wantto hang out.

    That could be any direction! A zoo over the water could be the one in Brooklyn, or maybe… someplace harder to get to, with little wild animals. Someplace nobody would ever think to look for a war chariot.

    We boarded the Staten Island Ferry at three thirty, along with a bunch of tourists, who crowded the railings of the top deck, snappingpictures as we passed the Statue of Liberty. Clarisse frowned at me. He was a son of Athena, and he designed it to look like his mom. Annabeth was my best friend and a huge nut when it came to architecture and monuments. I guess her eggheadfacts rubbed off on me sometimes. Tourists spilled forward, tumbling into each other.

    Clarisse and I ran to the front of the boat. The water below us started to boil. Then the head of a sea serpent erupted from the bay. The monster was at least as big as the boat. It was grey and green with a head like a crocodile and razor-sharp teeth.

    It smelled… well,like something that had just come up from the bottom of New York Harbor. Riding on its neck was a bulky guy in black Greek armour. His Tourists screamed and scattered. The Mist usually prevents mortals from seeingmonsters in their true form, but whatever they saw, they were terrified.

    Besides, I love terror. I live on terror! Alarms blared. Passengers fell over each other trying toget away. Deimos laughed with delight. I felt the power of the ocean surgingthrough me.

    I willed the water to swirl around me, building force until we burst out of the bay on top of a ten-metre-high waterspout. Isteered us straight towards the monster. Just as it bared its fangs, I swerved the waterspout to one side, and Clarisse jumped. She crashed intoDeimos, and both of them toppled into the sea.

    The sea serpent came after me. I quickly turned the waterspout to face him, then summoned all my power and willed the water to evengreater heights. Fifty thousand litres of salt water crashed into the monster. The monster roared. Green blood spouted from the wound, and the serpent sank beneath the waves. I dived underwater and watched as it retreated to the open sea.

    Clarisse surfaced near me, spluttering and coughing. I swam over and grabbed her. Clarisse shook her head. Phobos, too. In the west, the sun was going down over the Jersey shore. We were running out of time. The streets curvedaround confusingly, and everything seemed to be uphill. I wished we had reinforcements. Ikept remembering what Phobos had said: How about you, Percy Jackson?

    We turned a corner and followed this curvy street with some woods on one side until we came to the entrance. The lady at the ticket booth looked at us suspiciously, but thank the gods I had enough cash to get us inside.

    We walked around the reptile house, and Clarisse stopped in her tracks. The chariot was decorated with amazing detail. Thehorses were breathing fire out of their nostrils. I concentrated on the horses. Usually I could talk to horses, since my dad had created them.

    I said, Hey. Nice fire-breathing horses. One of horses whinnied disdainfully. I could understand his thoughts, all right. Cover me. Shewalked around the horses, almost tiptoeing.

    She froze as a lady with a three-year-old girl passed by. Clarisse got closer to the chariot. Her hand hadalmost reached the rail when the horses reared up, whinnying and breathing flames. Phobos and Deimos appeared in the chariot, both ofthem now dressed in pitch-black battle armour. Phobos grinned, his red eyes glowing. Clarisse stumbled back as he lashed the horses and charged the chariot straight towards me.

    Thetruth is, I ran. I jumped over a trashcan and an exhibit fence, but there was no way I could outrun the chariot. It crashed through the fenceright behind me, ploughing down everything in its path. I jumped and landed on a rock island in the middle of the otter exhibit. I willed a column of water out of the pond and doused thehorses, temporarily extinguishing their flames and sending them into confusion. I ran as Phobos cursed and tried to get his horses under control.

    Both of them went tumbling out of the chariot as it lurched forward. I sprinted towards the aquarium with the chariot right behind me. Thechariot refashioned itself into a black metal box with caterpillar tracks, a turret and a long gun barrel.

    A tank. Phobos was grinning at me from the top of a World War II panzer. I rolled to one side as the gun fired. A souvenir kiosk exploded, sending fuzzy animals and plastic cups and disposable cameras in every direction. As Phobosre-aimed his gun, I got to my feet and dived into the aquarium. I wanted to surround myself with water. That always increased my power. Cuttlefish, clown fish and eels all stared at me as I racedpast. I could hear their little minds whispering, Son of the sea god! Son of the sea god!

    I stopped at the back of the aquarium and listened. I heard nothing. And then… Vroom, Vroom. A different kind of engine.

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    I watched in disbelief as Phobos came riding through the aquarium on a Harley-Davidson. Suddenly I was in a different place. I was at Camp Half-Blood, my favourite place in the world, and it was in flames.

    The woods were onfire. The cabins were smoking. My friendswere on their knees pleading with me. Annabeth, Grover, all the other campers. Save us, Percy! Make the choice! I stood paralysed. This was the moment I had always dreaded: Now the moment was here, and I had no idea what to do.

    The camp was burning. My friends looked at me, begging for help. My heartpounded. What if I did the wrong thing? Then I heard the voices of the aquarium fish: Suddenly I felt the power of the ocean all around me again, hundreds of litres of salt water, thousands of fish trying to get my attention.

    This was an illusion. Phobos was showing me my deepest fear. I raised Riptide and blocked the blow just before it cut me in two. I counterattacked and stabbed Phobos in the arm. Golden ichor, the blood of the gods, soaked through his shirt. Phobos growled and slashed at me. I parried easily. Without his power of fear, Phobos was nothing. Ipressed him back, swiped at his face, and gave him a cut across the cheek.

    The angrier he was, the clumsier he got. Hewas immortal. The fear god looked afraid. Finally I kicked him backwards against the water fountain. His sword skittered into the ladies room. I grabbed the straps of his armourand pulled him up to face me. I turned towards the fish exhibits. Ihopped on, started the ignition, and rode out of the aquarium to help Clarisse.

    I had no trouble finding her. I just followed the path of destruction. Fences were knocked down. Animals were running free. Badgers andlemurs were checking out the popcorn machine. A fat-looking leopard was lounging on a park bench with a bunch of pigeon feathers aroundhim. I parked the motorcycle next to the petting zoo, and there were Deimos and Clarisse in the goat area. Clarisse was on her knees. I ranforward but stopped suddenly when I saw how Deimos had changed form.

    He was Ares now — the tall god of war, dressed in black leatherand sunglasses, his whole body smoking with anger as he raised his fist over Clarisse. Stand up to him! I knew you would fail me.

    Now you will suffer my wrath. Clarisse had to do it. This was her worst fear. She had toovercome it for herself. She glanced over, and I tried to hold her eyes. Get up! Then she began to stand. When he struck again, Clarisse was ready. She disarmed him and stabbed him in the shoulder — not deep,but enough to hurt even a godling. He yowled in pain and began to glow. We averted our eyes as Deimos exploded into golden light — his true godly form — and disappeared. We were alone except for the petting zoo goats, which were tugging at our clothes, looking for snacks.

    The motorcycle had turned back into a horse-drawn chariot. Clarisse looked at me cautiously. She wiped the straw and sweat off her face. Or chariots. Or motorcycles. Ride this thing across the Verrazano Bridge? There were bridges to Brooklyn and New Jersey, but either way it would take hours to drive the chariotback to Manhattan, even if we could fool people into thinking it was a regular car.

    Then I got an idea. They charged straight towards the water. Iimagined the sea turning solid, the waves becoming a firm surface all the way to Manhattan. We arrived at Pier 86 just as the sunset was fading to purple. The USS Intrepid, temple of Ares, was a huge wall of grey metal in front of us,the flight deck dotted with fighter aircraft and helicopters.

    We parked the chariot on the ramp and I jumped out. For once I was glad to beon dry land. I was exhausted. Clarisse nodded. I saw the camp in flames. Iwas paralysed. I know how you felt. It had been a long day, and I was ready to go home. Seeing my friends, for sure. Making your rep. I mean everybody wants to fit you into a box, right?

    If you had to trade Riptide for another magic item, whose item would you choose? I guess it would be cool to have a set ofarmour that melted into my regular clothes.

    Wearing armour is a pain. So having clothes that morphed into armour would be really useful.

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    Any advice for kids who suspect they may be demigods, too? Pray you are wrong. Seriously, this may sound fun to read about, but it is bad news. You can usually spot them at any school. They laugh weirdly and they eat anything. Find your school satyr and get his help.

    You need to make it to Camp Half-Blood right away. But again, you donot want to be a demigod. Do not try this at home. Whoever gets in my face, loser. Oh, you mean specifically? So many choices. Iwould love to break his bow over his head. He thinks Apollo is so much better than Ares just because they can use ranged weapons andstand far away from the battle like cowards. Give me a spear and shield any day. Aside from your father, who do you think is the bravest god or goddess on the Olympian Council?

    Well, nobody comes close to Ares, but I guess Lord Zeus is pretty brave. I mean he took on Typhon and fought Kronos. No disrespect intended. Did you ever get revenge on Percy for soaking you with toilet water? Oh, that little punk has been bragging again, huh?

    He exaggerated that whole thing. Believe me, revenge iscoming. Why am I waiting? Just strategy. Biding my time and waiting for the right moment tostrike.

    I am not scared, okay? But that time with the bronze dragon? The evening started simply enough. It was the end of June. Satyrs were chasing the dryads. Monsters howled in the woods. The campers were playing pranks on one another and our campdirector, Dionysus, was turning anyone who misbehaved into a shrub. Typical summer-camp stuff. After dinner, all the campers were hanging out at the dining pavilion. We were all excited because that evening capture the flag wasgoing to be totally vicious.

    The bad news was that foronce Athena and Ares — both war god cabins — were against us on the red team, along with Aphrodite, Dionysus and Demeter. Annabeth is not somebody you want as an enemy. Right before the game, she strolled up to me. Her grey eyes sparkled under her helmet.

    Her blonde ponytail curled around one shoulder. It was hard for anyoneto look cute in combat armour, but Annabeth pulled it off. Beckendorf walked up with his helmet under his arm.

    You ought to ask her to the fireworks. Beckendorf was lead counsellor for Hephaestus. He was this huge dude with a permanent scowl, muscleslike a pro ballplayer, and hands calloused from working in the forges.

    Since he was older, I usually listened to him about stuff, but the idea of asking Annabeth to the Fourth of July fireworks down at the beach — Then Silena Beauregard, the head counsellor for Aphrodite, passed by. Beckendorf had had a not-so-secret crush on her for three years. She had long black hair and big blue eyes, and when she walked the guys tended to watch.

    She flashed him a brilliant smile and went to join Annabeth on the red team. I patted him on the shoulder. Come on. While the Apollo cabin played defence with their bows, the Hermes cabin would charge up the middle of the woods to distract theenemy.

    Why the left flank? If westood in front of rocks, our breastplates, helms and shields turned grey. If we stood in front of bushes, the metal changed to a leafy green. I could tell he liked being called Captain. The rest of the Hephaestus campers wished us well, and we sneaked offinto the woods, immediately turning brown and green to match the trees.

    We crossed the creek that served as the boundary between the teams. We heard fighting in the distance — swords clashing against shields. Iglimpsed a flash of light from some magical weapon, but we saw no one. But I felt uneasy. Annabeth was a great strategist. We moved into enemy territory. The Apollo kids would get over-run sooner or later.

    We crept along the base of an oak tree. We kept moving. It was hard to tell exactly where we were. Some landmarks stood out, like the creek and certain cliffs and some reallyold trees, but the woods tended to shift around. I guess the nature spirits got restless. Paths changed. Trees moved. Then suddenly we were at the edge of a clearing. I knew we were in trouble when I saw the mountain of dirt. The mound rose almost tothe treetops — four storeys at least.

    The Myrmekes were the size of German shepherds. Their armoured shells glistened blood-red. Their eyes were beady black and theirrazor-sharp mandibles sliced and snapped. Some carried tree branches. Most carried bits of metal — old armour, swords, food platters that had somehow found their way out here from the dining pavilion. One ant was dragging the glossy black hood of a sports car. Fifteen metres away, two ants were struggling to drag a big hunk of metal towards their nest. It was the size of a refrigerator, all glitterygold and bronze, with weird bumps and ridges down the side and a bunch of wires sticking out the bottom.

    Then the ants rolled the thingover, and I saw a face. I just about jumped out of my skin. I see it. Its skin was a combination of gold andbronze scales, and its eyes were rubies as big as my fists. The head looked like it had been hacked from its body — chewed by ant mandibles. The wires were frayed and tangled. Come on! He sprinted along the edge of the clearing,his armour blending into the trees.

    I was about to follow when something sharp and cold pressed against my neck. I tried to move, but she dug her knife under my chin. Silena appeared out of the woods, her sword drawn. Her Aphrodite armour waspink and red, colour coordinated to match her clothes and makeup. She looked like Guerilla Warfare Barbie. An invisible hand confiscated my sword. Annabeth took off her cap and appeared before me, smiling smugly.

    They make more noise than a lovesick Minotaur. No telling how long Annabeth and Silena had beeneavesdropping. He wasalready twelve metres away. She pulled me back. The ant turned, snapping itspincers. The second ant sprayed goo in his face,and Beckendorf screamed.

    He dropped his sword and slapped wildly at his eyes. I surged forward, but Annabeth pulled me back. They grabbed him by the armour and dragged him towards the hillso fast he was swept into a tunnel and disappeared. She grabbed it by the wires and started dragging it towards the woods.

    Those are Myrmekes. Their bite is poison. They spray acid. They communicate with all the other ants and swarm over anything that threatens them. Now, grab some wires and pull! Then we collapsed, sweating and breathing hard. Silena started to cry. There is a way. Chiron will know what to do. By the time we got everyone back here, it would be too late. Automatons were magical bronze robots made by Hephaestus.

    Most of them were crazed killingmachines, and those were the nice ones. Annabeth had been at camp a lot longer than I had.

    The most famous was the bronze dragon. The Hephaestuscabin made it with the blessing of their father. Supposedly it was so fierce and powerful that it kept the camp safe for over a decade.

    Andthen… about fifteen years ago, it disappeared into the woods. The Myrmekes probably dug it up while they were looking for precious metal. If we find it, if we can reactivate it in time, if it will help us. You said this thing disappeared fifteenyears ago? Or its programming went haywire. No oneknows. Besides, this could be a sign from Hephaestus. Beckendorf would want us to try.

    Beckendorf had said something about a sign from Hephaestus. Maybe it was timeto find out. The sides were slippery and dottedwith tree roots. Ant tracks led to the bottom, where a large metal mound glinted through the dirt. Lee, following Amaltheia. Thalia explains that Amaltheia had raised Zeus when he was a baby. Luke questions Amaltheia's motives, but Thalia tells him that the magic goat leads her to good things, adding that Amaltheia led her to Luke, an oblivious comment on her part that makes Luke embarrassed.

    The goat then indicates for them to enter an old mansion across the street and the demigods head toward it as Amaltheia vanishes. Thalia asks Luke to do his 'thing', and Luke magically unlocks the door.

    Once they enter, the door behind them lock, trapping them inside. Thalia tries to escape by a window, but the drapes burn into her hand and try to suffocate her. Luke saves her with his golf club, and voice calls down the stairs and tells the demigods to run.

    Luke grabs Thalia and they enter the farthest left room up the stairs. There, they meet Halcyon Green , an old man, son of Apollo. Luke notes that there are jail bars separating them from a monster. Hal informs them that the monster is called a Leucrotae , but the monster speaks for him.

    He says that he was born with the gift of prophecy, but Apollo warned him not to use his power. Hal states that he used his gift to save a young girl's life and she gave him a dagger as thanks.

    Apollo, however, took away his voice, trapped him in his childhood home, and forced him to wear the skin of Pythos, who use to guard the Oracle of Delphi. A panel in the back opens and two more leucrotae join the first one. Hal tells the demigods that the leucrotae would feast on them by pm, at sundown, and he would take their supplies. He continues to explain that the leucrotae can't be killed by any metal.

    Thalia tells Hal to send the monsters away, and Hal reluctantly agrees. Luke and Thalia try to figure out a way to escape, but soon give up. Luke is tempted to feed Hal to the drapes but stops himself.

    Hal types on the computer to tell them that they can read anything they like except his diary. Thalia, frustrated, wonders why Amaltheia led them there. He assumed the two were there for the treasure and leads them to his room. There, he unearths a safe. Luke, using his powers of Hermes, manages to unlock the treasure: a bracelet. Hal exclaims that Apollo told him his curse would end when the owner reclaimed the treasure.

    Luke tells Hal that he should be able to see if they survive today, but Hal says he can't use his powers again. Thalia exclaims that the treasure must help kill the leucrotae but Hal sadly dismisses the idea. Hal decides to read the future and turns to Thalia. He tells her that she'll survive, but sacrifice herself to save her friends, stand tall and still , change once, then change again , be sad and lonely, and find her family again.

    Hal tells Thalia that he didn't see anything about the bracelet and types that he only knows Amaltheia was slain by Zeus, and her skin was created to make his shield, the Aegis. Thalia exclaims that her future makes no sense and tries to talk Luke out of his turn, but he agrees. Hal stares at Luke in horror and tells him that he saw fire, a sacrifice , a choice , and a betrayal to his friends. Thalia is angered by Luke's prophecy and mocks Hal, but Luke ponders over the word fire.

    The three then attack the books and Hal finds a recipe for Greek fire. As the hours pass, Luke wonders over his prophecy, but decides to focus on the task. Thalia unwires the computer to summon a catalyst. Hal takes Luke to the side and scribbles in his diary. He tells Luke to take the book and that it would help him with his choices.

    He gives Luke the dagger and offers himself as a sacrifice. Thalia unleashes the lightning and the Greek fire is ready in the jar.

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    At pm, the leucrotae start entering the room. Hal takes the jar and lures the monsters into the bathroom. Luke and Thalia run toward the panel as a leucrotae discovers the ploy. Hal unleashes the Greek fire as the demigods make their way downstairs, sacrificing himself to save them. Luke figures out the code word to activate the bracelet, Aegis. The leucrotae blindly launches itself onto the drapes and is consumed.

    The house explodes and the demigods wake up back with the statue. The house burns down as sirens echo in the distance. Luke grabs Thalia and they decide to head to the James River and restock on supplies. Luke promises Hal that he would fight back if the gods mistreated him.

    Nearby, a noise draws the demigods' attention. Luke senses something at Richmond Iron works, and they find Annabeth, who ran away from her home because she wasn't wanted. The demigods decide to take her in, Luke gives Annabeth Hal's dagger, and promises her that he wouldn't fail her like their families had done to them. Back in the present, Luke finishes writing in Hal's, now his, diary while on guard duty. Thalia begins to wake up for her turn and Luke finishes writing.

    Percy Jackson and the Staff of Hermes While celebrating their one month anniversary, Annabeth Chase asks Percy Jackson what he had planned for their special dinner on that night. Percy, who never remembered promising something like that, stalls for time just as Hermes arrives. Percy takes Hermes into his truck to talk, where the god reveals that while he was delivering packages to Janus , Cacus snuck into his truck and stole his caduceus.

    Because Hermes doesn't want to be seen looking for it, as the other gods would never let him live it down, he sends Annabeth and Percy to find it for him. Annabeth takes out her Video Shield and at first when she said 'Let me see Cacus', the shield shows her the city of Seacacus New Jersey. After she rewords the sentence and finds that the giant Cacus is in the meatpacking district. When Percy and Annabeth get there, they climb down a ladder into the sewers and find an underground cavern.

    There they meet Cacus and he tries to sell them watches and clothes, which Annabeth quickly notes are fake. When Percy asks for the caduceus back, Cacus claims he will figure out how it works and become the god of traveling salesmen, mostly by forcing George and Martha to listen to him. Annabeth and Percy go on the attack, with Annabeth stabbing him in the back of the knee and Percy stabbing his leg. They escape the cavern when Percy calls thousands of gallons of New York sewage to him and it pushes them to the surface, with Annabeth cursing Percy the entire time.

    Annabeth then comes up with a plan and runs to a crane, knowing how to operate it as she observed them on Olympus. Percy lures Cacus under the crane's large hook and Annabeth drops it on his head before picking him up and swinging him into the air, where Percy destroys him with the caduceus' Laser Mode. Percy and Annabeth then return the caduceus to Hermes , who is very grateful. When questioned what other enemies the gods have and what exactly Zeus has been threatening, Hermes dodges the question.

    As a reward however, Hermes transports them to Paris for a special dinner, hence sparing Percy of embarrassment with foods that Percy could not pronounce.

    Their night ends with Percy and Annabeth walking by the river and Annabeth wondering what Percy has planned for their two month anniversary, which makes Percy happy that she sees a future for them in a month.

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