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I have just typed up the whole First Chapter of The Mark of Athena, which was released on the Disney website bởi Rick Riordan on Friday!!! Enjoy!!!! :D



Until she met the exploding statue, Annabeth thought she was prepared for anything. She'd paced the deck of their flying warship, the Argo II, checking and double-checking the ballistae to make sure they were locked down. She confirmed that the white "We come in peace" flag was flying from the mast. She reviewed the plan with the rest of the crew--and the backup plan, and the backup plan for the backup plan.
Most important, she pulled aside their war-crazed chaperone, Coach Gleeson Hedge, and encouraged him to take the morning off in his lều, cabin watching reruns of mixed martial arts championships. The last thing they needed as they flew a magical Greek trireme into a potentially hostile Roman camp was a middle-aged satyr in gym clothes waving a club and yelling “Die!”.
Everything seemed to be in order. Even that mysterious chill she’d been feeling since the ship launched had dissipated, at least for now.
The warship descended through the clouds, but Annabeth couldn’t stop second-guessing herself. What if this was a bad idea? What if the Romans panicked and attacked them on sight?
The Argo II definitely did not look friendly. Two hundred feet long, with a bronze-plated hull mounted repeating crossbows fore and aft, a flaming metal dragon for a figurehead, and two rotating ballistae amidships that could ngọn lửa, chữa cháy explosive bolts powerful enough to blast through concrete. . . well, it wasn’t the most appropriate ride for a meet-and-greet with the neighbors.
Annabeth had tried to give the Romans a heads-up. She’d asked Leo to send one of his special inventions--a holographic scroll--to alert their Những người bạn inside the camp. Hopefully the message had gotten through. Leo had wanted to paint a giant message on the bottom of the hull--WASSUP? with a smiley face--but Annabeth had vetoed the idea. She wasn’t sure the Romans had a sense of humor.
Too late to turn back now.
The clouds broke around their hull, revealing the gold-and-green carpet of the Oakland Hills below them. Annabeth gripped one of the bronze shields that lined the starboard rail. Her three crewmates took their places.
On the stern quarterdeck, Leo rushed around like a mad-man, checking his gauges and wrestling levers. Most helmsmen would've been satisfied with a pilot’s wheel hoặc a tiller. Leo had installed a keyboard, monitor, aviation controls from a Learjet, a dubstep soundboard, and motion-control sensors from a Nintendo Wii. He could turn the ship bởi pulling on the throttle, ngọn lửa, chữa cháy weapons bởi sampling an album, hoặc raise sails bởi shaking his Wii controllers really fast. Even bởi demigod standards, Leo was seriously ADHD.
Piper paced back and forth between the mainmast and the ballistae, practicing her lines.
“Lower your weapons,” she murmured. “We just want to talk.”
Her Charmspeak was so powerful, the words flowed over Annabeth, filling her with the desire to drop her dagger and have a nice long chat.
For a child of Aphrodite, Piper tried hard to play down her beauty. Today she was dressed in tattered jeans, worn-out sneakers, and a white tank hàng đầu, đầu trang with màu hồng, hồng Hello Kitty designs. (Maybe a joke? Though Annabeth really could never tell with Piper.) Her choppy brown hair was braided down the right side with an eagle’s feather.
And then there was Piper’s boyfriend--Jason. He stood at the bow on the raised crossbow platform, where the Romans could easily spot him. His knuckles were white on the hilt of his golden sword. Otherwise he looked calm for a guy who was making himself a target. Over his jeans and his trái cam, màu da cam Camp Half Blood T-shirt, he'd donned a toga and a purple cloak--symbols of his old rank as praetor. With his wind-ruffled blond hair and his icy blue eyes, he looked ruggedly handsome and in control--just like a son of Jupiter should. He’d grown up at Camp Jupiter, so hopefully his familiar face would make the Romans hesitant to blow the ship out of the sky.
Annabeth tried to hide it, but she still didn’t completely trust the guy. He acted too perfect--always following the rules, always doing the honorable thing. He even looked too perfect. In the back of her mind, she had a nagging thought: What if this is a trick and he betrays us? What if we sail into Camp Jupiter, and he says,Hey, Romans! Check out these prisoners and this cool ship I brought you!
Annabeth doubted that would happen. Still, she couldn’t look at him without getting a đắng, cay đắng taste in her mouth. He’d been part of Hera’s forced "exchange program" to introduce the two camps. Her Most Annoying Majesty, Queen of Olympus, had convinced the other gods that their two sets of children--Roman and Greek--had to combine forces to save the world from the evil goddess Gaea, who was awakening from the earth, and her horrible children the giants.
Without warning, Hera had plucked up Percy Jackson, Annabeth’s boyfriend, wiped his memory, and sent him to the Roman camp. In exchange, the Greeks had gotten Jason. None of that was Jason’s fault; but every time Annabeth saw him, she remembered how much she missed Percy.
Percy. . . who was somewhere below them right now.
Oh gods. Panic welled up inside her. She forced it down. She couldn't afford to get overwhelmed.
I’m a child of Athena, she told herself. I have to stick to my plan and not get distracted.
She felt it again--that familiar shiver, as if a psychotic snowman had crept up behind her and was breathing down her neck. She turned, but no one was there.
Must be her nerves. Even in a world of gods and monsters, Annabeth couldn't believe a new warship would be haunted. The Argo II was well protected. The Celestial bronze sheilds along the rail were Chuyện thần tiên ở New York to ward off monsters, and their onboard satyr, Coach Hedge, would have snifffed out any intruders.
Annabeth wished she could pray to her mother for guidance, but that wasn't possible now. Not after last month, when she’d had that horrible encounter with her mom and gotten the worst present of her life. . .
The cold pressed closer. She thought she heard a faint voice in the wind, laughing. Every muscle in her body tensed. Something was about to go terribly wrong.
She almost ordered Leo to reverse course. Then, in the valley below, horns sounded.The Romans had spotted them.
Annabeth thought she knew what to expect. Jason had described Camp Jupiter to her in great detail. Still, she had trouble believing her eyes. Ringed bởi the Oakland Hills, the valley was at least twice the size of Camp Half-Blood. A small river snaked around one side and curled toward the center like a capital letter G, emptying into a sparkling blue lake.
Directly below the ship, nestled at the edge of the lake, the city of New Rome gleamed in the sunlight. She recognised landmarks Jason had told her about--the hippodrome, the coliseum, the temples and parks, the neighborhood of Seven Hills with its winding streets, colorful villas, and flowering gardens.
She saw evidence of the Romans' gần đây battle with an army of monsters. The dome was cracked open on a building she guessed was the Senate House. The forum's broad plaza was pitted with craters. Some fountains and statues were in ruins.
Dozens of kids in togas were streaming out of the Senate House to get a better view of the Argo II. thêm Romans emerged from the shops and cafés, gawking and pointing as the ship descended.
About half a mile to the west, where the horns were blowing, a Roman fort stood on a hill. it looked just like the illustrations Annabeth had seen in military history books--with a defensive trench lined with spikes, high walls, and watchtowers armed with scorpian ballistae. Inside, perfect rows of white barracks lined the main road-- the Via Principalis.
A column of demigods emerged from the gates, their armor and spears glinting as they hurried toward the city. In the midst of their ranks was an actual war elephant.
Annabeth wanted to land the Argo II before those troops arrived, but the ground was still several hundred feet below. She scanned the crowd, hoping to catch a glimpse of Percy.
Then something behind her went BOOM!

The explosion almost knocked her overboard. She whirled and found herself eye to eye with an angry statue.
"Unacceptable!" he shrieked.
Apparently he had exploded into existence, right there on the deck. Sulfurous yellow smoke rolled off his shoulders. Cinders popped around his curly hair. From the waist down, he was nothing but a square marble pedestal. From the waist up, he was a muscular human figure in a carved toga.
"I will not have weapons inside the Pomerian Line!" he announced in a fussy teacher voice. "I certainly will not have Greeks!"
Jason shot Annabeth a look that đã đưa ý kiến I've got this.
"Terminus," he said. "It's me. Jason Grace."
"Oh, I remember you, Jason!" Terminus grumbled. "I thought bạn had better sense than to consort with the enemies of Rome!"
"But they're not enemies--"
"That's right," Piper jumped in. "We just want to talk. If we could--"
"Ha!" snapped the statue. "Don't try that charmspeak on me, young lady. And put down that dagger before I slap it out of your hands!"
Piper glanced at her bronze dagger, which she'd apparently forgotten she was holding. "Um. . . okay. But how would bạn slap it? bạn don't have any arms."
"Impertinence!" There was a sharp POP and a flash of yellow. Piper yelped and dropped the dagger, which was now smoking and sparking.
"Lucky for bạn I've just been through a battle," Terminus announced. "If I were at full strength, I would've blasted this flying monstrosity out of the sky already!"
"Hold up." Leo stepped forward, wagging his Wii controller. "Did bạn just call my ship a monstrosity? I know bạn didn't do that."
The idea that Leo might attack the statue with his gaming device was enough to slap Annabeth out of her shock.
"Let's all calm down." She raised her hands to hiển thị she had no weapons. "I take it you're Terminus, the god of boundaries. Jason told me bạn protect the city of New Rome, right? I'm Annabeth Chase, daughter of--"
"Oh, I know who you are!" The statue glared at her with its blank white eyes. " A child of Athena, Minerva's Greek form. Scandalous! bạn Greeks have no sense of decency. We Romans know the proper place for that goddess."
Annabeth clenched her jaw. This statue wasn't making it easy to be diplomatic. "What exactly do bạn mean, that goddess? And what's so scandalous about--"
"Right!" Jason interrupted. "Anyway, Terminus, we're here on a mission of peace. We'd tình yêu permission to land so we can--"
"Impossible!" the god squeaked. "Lay down your weapons and surrender! Leave my city immediately!"
"Which is it?" Leo asked. "Surrender, hoặc leave?"
"Both!" Terminus said. "Surrender, then leave. I am slapping your face for asking such a stupid question, bạn ridiculous boy! Do bạn feel that?"
"Wow." Leo studied Terminus with professional interest. "You're wound up pretty tight. bạn got any gears in there that need loosening? I could take a look."
He exchange the Wii controller for a cái vặn vít, tuốc nơ vít from his magical tool thắt lưng, vành đai and tapped the statue's pedestal.
"Stop that!" Terminus insisted. Another small explosion made Leo drop his screwdriver. "Weapons are not allowed on Roman soil inside the Pomerian Line."
"The what?" Piper asked.
"City limits," Jason translated.
"And this entire ship is a weapon!" Terminus said. "You cannot land!"
Down in the valley, the legion reinforcements were halfway to the city. The crowd in the diễn đàn was over a hundred strong now. Annabeth scanned the faces and. . . oh, gods. She saw him. He was walking toward the ship with his arms around two other kids like they were best buddies--a bia đen boy with a black buzz cut, and a girl wearing a Roman cavalry helmet. Percy looked so at ease, so happy. He wore a purple cape just like Jason's-- the mark of a praetor.
Annabeth's tim, trái tim did a gymnastics routine.
"Leo, stop the ship," She ordered.
"You heard me. Keep us right where we are."
Leo pulled out his controller and yanked it upward. All ninety oars froze in place. The ship stopped sinking.
"Terminus," Annabeth said, "there's no rule against hovering over New Rome, is there?"
The statue frowned. "Well, no. . . "
"We can keep the ship aloft," Annabeth said. "We'll use a rope ladder to reach the forum. That way, the ship won't be on Roman soil. Not technically."
The statue seemed to ponder this. Annabeth wondered if he was scratching his chin with imaginary hands.
"I like technicalities," he admitted. "Still. . ."
"All our weapons will stay aboard the ship," Annabeth promised. "I assume the Romans--even those reinforcements marching towards us--will also have to honor your rules inside the Pomerian Line if bạn tell them to?"
"Of course!" Terminus said. "Do I look like I tolerate rule breakers?"
"Uh, Annabeth. . . " Leo said. "You sure this is a good idea?"
She closed her fists to keep them from shaking. That odd feeling was still there. It floated just behind her, and now that Terminus was no longer shouting and causing explosions, she thought she could hear the presence laughing, as if it was delighted bởi the bad choices she was making.
But Percy was down there. . . he was so close. She had to reach him.
"It'll be fine," she said. "No one will be armed. We can talk in peace. Terminus will make sure each side obeys the rules."
She looked at the marble statue. "Do we have an agreement?"
Terminus sniffed. "I suppose. For now. bạn may climb down your ladder to New Rome, daughter of Athena. Please try not to destroy my town."

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Me: Ok, Percy do the disclaimer.
Percy: Why?
Me: Because..
Percy: Why?
Me: I will get the Flying cầu vồng Duct Tape of Doom.
Percy: NO! NO! Okay. DragoniaWolfe does not own me hoặc any of the characters.
Me: I wish I could.

Nobody was harmed in this chapter.

Percy's P.O.V

"Bianca!" I called. She turned. "Yes?" She said. "You can't go in!" I said. "Why not?" She asked. "Because, you're new at this. I can't let bạn go!" I yelled. She started to turn to go at the robot. "I am so sorry Annabeth" I whispered as I ran toward Bianca. I quickly took Riptide out of his pen form...
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Title: The Mất tích Tales of the Wilderness School

Parts: Chapter I - Chapter X

Genre: Humor, Adventure, FANNFIICCTTIOIONNN (says in high opera voice and breaks windows)

Characters: Piper McLean, Leo Valdez, and various other faces...

Disclaimer: Me no own. Uncle Rick does! Wooo! We tình yêu you!

A/N- This takes place right as The Last Olympian is going on, but those months before The Mất tích Hero. Okeey dokey? :D Also I didn't put this in the diễn đàn is because there simply was too few chapters to waste and entire posting. So I'm doing it in articles. :D

CHP I: bạn are here! :D
Next: To be uploaded sooner rather...
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Nico's birthday is (while undecided) Rick Riordan stated to be January 28th, 1924 (however that would make him nineteen at his mother's death not ten)


2010: Perseus Jackson awakes after months in deep sleep bởi Hera/Juno, begins training with Lupa at the chó sói, sói House.
May 2005: Yancy Academy attends Manhattan Museum of Greek and Roman artifacts.
Percy destroys Alecto.


June 5, 1964 - Rick Riordan, tác giả of the Percy Jackson & the Olympians and the Giải cứu thế giới of Olympus series, is born.
June 5, 1976 - Grover Underwood is born, the nephew of Ferdinand
June 14, 2005 - Perseus Jackson...
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So after Hera goes supernova in The Mất tích Hero, Jason looks at her (stupid) and dies (stupider) and comes back to life (confusing).

What? Beckendorf can blow up, Silena can get sprayed with acid, Michael cây thủy tùng, thủy tùng, diệu can fall off a bridge and they all die, but Jason lives? ?????

So obviously, that 'aint normal. So here I am with my weirdo theories plagging your life.

1. Jason is Immortal

So we all know Jason Grace defeated the Titan Krios with his bare hands. Sure its not as "wow!" as killing Kronos, but that's still something, right? Right. So what if Jason -who was probably a leader in the siege of Othrys...
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