Percy Jackson and the Sword of Hades by Rick Riordan

Author:Rick Riordan [Riordan, Rick]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3, mobi
Publisher: ePub Bud (www.epubbud.com)
Published: 2008-10-07T16:00:00+00:00

We got an express ride back to the palace of Hades. Nico sent word ahead, thanks to

some ghost he’d summoned out of the ground. And within a few minutes, the three

Furies themselves arrived to ferry us back. They weren’t thrilled about logging Bob the

Titan too, but I didn’t have the heart to leave him behind especially after he noticed my

shoulder wound and said “Owie” and healed it with a touch.

Anyway by the time we arrived in the throne room of Hades, I was feeling great. The

Lord of Dead sat on his throne of bones, glowering at us and stroking his black beard

like he was contemplating the best way to torture us. Persephone sat next to him, not

saying a word as Nico explained about our adventure. Before we gave back the sword, I

insisted that Hades take an oath not to use it against the gods. His eyes flared like he

wanted to incinerate me but finally he made a promise through clenched teeth.

Nico laid the sword at his father’s feet and bowed, waiting for a reaction. Hades looked

at his wife. “You defied my direct orders.”

I wasn’t sure what he was talking about but Persephone didn’t react even under his

withering gaze. Hades turned back to Nico, his gaze softened just a little. Like rock soft

rather than steel. “You will speak of this to no one.”

“Yes, lord,” Nico agreed.

The god glared at me. “And if your friends do not hold their tongues, I will cut them

out.”

“You’re welcome,” I said.

Hades stared at the sword. His eyes were full of anger and something else — something

like hunger. He snapped his fingers. The Furies fluttered down from the top of his

throne. “Return the blade to the forges,” he told them. “Stay with the smiths until it is

finished and then return it to me.”

The Furies swirled into the air with the weapon and I wondered how soon I would be

regretting this day. There are ways around oaths and I imagine Hades would be looking

for one.

“You are wise, my lord,” Persephone said.

“If I were wise,” he growled. “I would lock you in your chambers, if you ever disobey

me again.”

He let the threat hung in the air. Then he snapped his fingers and vanished into

darkness.

Persephone looked paler than usual. She took a moment to smooth her dress and

turned toward us.

“You have done well, demigods.” She waved her hand and three red roses appeared at

our feet. “Crush these and they will return you to the world of the living. You have my

lord’s thanks.”

“I could tell,” Thalia muttered.

“Making the sword was your idea,” I realized. “That’s why Hades wasn’t there when you

gave us the mission. Hades didn’t know the sword was missing; he didn’t even know it

existed.”

“Nonsense,” the goddess said.

Nico clenched his fists. “Percy’s right. You wanted Hades to make a sword. He told you

no, he knew it was too dangerous. The other gods would never trust him. It would

undue the balance of power.”

“Then it got stolen,” Thalia said. “You shut down the Underworld. Not Hades. You

couldn't tell him what had happened and you need us to get the sword back before

Hades found out.

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