Percy Jackson and the Olympians 3 by The Titan's Curse (Rick Riordan)

Author:The Titan's Curse (Rick Riordan) [Curse, The Titan's]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2010-10-24T23:48:48.141000+00:00

The Titan’s Curse - 03

We raced up the side of the hill. She pulled me behind a thorn bush and we collapsed, both

breathing heavily. I didn't know why the girl was scared. The garden seemed so peaceful. And I felt

strong. Stronger than I'd ever felt before.

"There is no need to run," I told her. My voice sounded deeper, much more confident. "I have

bested a thousand monsters with my bare hands."

"Not this one," the girl said. "Ladon is too strong. You must go around, up the mountain to

my father. It is the only way."

The hurt in her voice surprised me. She was really concerned, almost like she cared about

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me.

"I don't trust your father," I said.

"You should not," the girl agreed. "You will have to trick him. But you cannot take the prize

directly. You will die.'"

I chuckled. "Then why don't you help me, pretty one?"

"I… I am afraid. Ladon will stop me. My sisters, if they found out… they would disown me."

"Then there's nothing for it." I stood up, rubbing my hands together.

"Wait.'" the girl said.

She seemed to be agonizing over a decision. Then, her fingers trembling, she reached up

and plucked a long white brooch from her hair. "If you must fight, take this. My mother, Pleione,

gave it to me. She was a daughter of the ocean, and the ocean's power is within it. My immortal

power."

The girl breathed on the pin and it glowed faintly. It gleamed in the starlight like polished

abalone.

"Take it," she told me. "And make of it a weapon."

I laughed. "A hairpin? How will this slay Ladon, pretty one?"

"It may not," she admitted. "But it is all I can offer, if you insist on being stubborn."

The girl's voice softened my heart. I reached down and took the hairpin, and as I did, it grew

longer and heavier in my hand, until I held a familiar bronze sword.

"Well balanced," I said. "Though I usually prefer to use my bare hands. What shall I name

this blade?"

"Anaklusmos," the girl said sadly. "The current that takes one by surprise. And before you

know it, you have been swept out to sea."

Before I could thank her, there was a trampling sound in the grass, a hiss like air escaping a

tire, and the girl said, "Too late! He is here!"

I sat bolt upright in the Lamborghini's drivers seat. Grover was shaking my arm.

"Percy," he said. "It's morning. The train's stopped. Come on!"

I tried to shake off my drowsiness. Thalia, Zoe, and Bianca had already rolled up the metal

curtains. Outside were snowy mountains dotted with pine trees, the sun rising red between two

peaks.

I fished my pen out of my pocket and stared at it. Anaklusmos, the Ancient Greek name for

Riptide. A different form, but I was sure it was the same blade I'd seen in my dream.

And I was sure of something else, too. The girl I had seen was Zoe Nightshade.

Chapter Twelve

I Go Snowboardinc With A Pig

We'd arrived on the outskirts of a little ski town nestled in the mountains. The sign said

WELCOME TO CLOUDCROFT, NEW MEXICO. The air was cold and thin.

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