The Titan's Curse by Rick Riordan Page A
Authors: Rick Riordan
and took off.
I was ten yards away before Bianca managed to yell for help. I thought I was home free.
ZIP! A silvery cord raced across my ankles and fastened to the tree next to me. A trip wire, fired from a bow! Before I could even think about stopping, I went down hard, sprawling in the snow.
“Percy!” Thalia yelled, off to my left. “What are you doing ?”
Before she reached me, an arrow exploded at her feet and a cloud of yellow smoke billowed around her team. They started coughing and gagging. I could smell the gas from across the woods—the horrible smell of sulfur.
“No fair!” Thalia gasped. “Fart arrows are unsportsmanlike!”
I got up and started running again. Only a few more yards to the creek and I had the game. More arrows whizzed past my ears. A Hunter came out of nowhere and slashed at me with her knife, but I parried and kept running.
I heard yelling from our side of the creek. Beckendorf and Nico were running toward me. I thought they were coming to welcome me back, but then I saw they were chasing someone—Zoë Nightshade, racing toward me like a cheetah, dodging campers with no trouble. And she had our flag in her hands.
“No!” I yelled, and poured on the speed.
I was two feet from the water when Zoë bolted across to her own side, slamming into me for good measure. The Hunters cheered as both sides converged on the creek. Chiron appeared out of the woods, looking grim. He had the Stoll brothers on his back, and it looked as if both of them had taken some nasty whacks to the head. Connor Stoll had two arrows sticking out of his helmet like antennae.
“The Hunters win!” Chiron announced without pleasure. Then he muttered, “For the fifty-sixth time in a row.”
“Perseus Jackson!” Thalia yelled, storming toward me. She smelled like rotten eggs, and she was so mad that blue sparks flickered on her armor. Everybody cringed and backed up because of Aegis. It took all my willpower not to cower.
“What in the name of the gods were you THINKING?” she bellowed.
I balled my fists. I’d had enough bad stuff happen to me for one day. I didn’t need this. “I got the flag, Thalia!” I shook it in her face. “I saw a chance and I took it!”
“I WAS AT THEIR BASE!” Thalia yelled. “But the flag was gone. If you hadn’t butted in, we would’ve won.”
“You had too many on you!”
“Oh, so it’s my fault?”
“I didn’t say that.”
“Argh!” Thalia pushed me, and a shock went through my body that blew me backward ten feet into the water. Some of the campers gasped. A couple of the Hunters stifled laughs.
“Sorry!” Thalia said, turning pale. “I didn’t mean to—”
Anger roared in my ears. A wave erupted from the creek, blasting into Thalia’s face and dousing her from head to toe.
I stood up. “Yeah,” I growled. “I didn’t mean to, either.”
Thalia was breathing heavily.
“Enough!” Chiron ordered.
But Thalia held out her spear. “You want some, Seaweed Brain?”
Somehow, it was okay when Annabeth called me that— at least, I’d gotten used to it—but hearing it from Thalia was not cool.
“Bring it on, Pinecone Face!”
I raised Riptide, but before I could even defend myself, Thalia yelled, and a blast of lightning came down from the sky, hit her spear like a lightning rod, and slammed into my chest.
I sat down hard. There was a burning smell; I had a feeling it was my clothes.
“Thalia!” Chiron said. “That is enough !”
I got to my feet and willed the entire creek to rise. It swirled up, hundreds of gallons of water in a massive icy funnel cloud.
“Percy!” Chiron pleaded.
I was about to hurl it at Thalia when I saw something in the woods. I lost my anger and my concentration all at once. The water splashed back into the creekbed. Thalia was so surprised she turned to see what I was looking at.
Someone . . . something was approaching. It was shrouded in a murky green mist, but as it got closer, the campers and
I was ten yards away before Bianca managed to yell for help. I thought I was home free.
ZIP! A silvery cord raced across my ankles and fastened to the tree next to me. A trip wire, fired from a bow! Before I could even think about stopping, I went down hard, sprawling in the snow.
“Percy!” Thalia yelled, off to my left. “What are you doing ?”
Before she reached me, an arrow exploded at her feet and a cloud of yellow smoke billowed around her team. They started coughing and gagging. I could smell the gas from across the woods—the horrible smell of sulfur.
“No fair!” Thalia gasped. “Fart arrows are unsportsmanlike!”
I got up and started running again. Only a few more yards to the creek and I had the game. More arrows whizzed past my ears. A Hunter came out of nowhere and slashed at me with her knife, but I parried and kept running.
I heard yelling from our side of the creek. Beckendorf and Nico were running toward me. I thought they were coming to welcome me back, but then I saw they were chasing someone—Zoë Nightshade, racing toward me like a cheetah, dodging campers with no trouble. And she had our flag in her hands.
“No!” I yelled, and poured on the speed.
I was two feet from the water when Zoë bolted across to her own side, slamming into me for good measure. The Hunters cheered as both sides converged on the creek. Chiron appeared out of the woods, looking grim. He had the Stoll brothers on his back, and it looked as if both of them had taken some nasty whacks to the head. Connor Stoll had two arrows sticking out of his helmet like antennae.
“The Hunters win!” Chiron announced without pleasure. Then he muttered, “For the fifty-sixth time in a row.”
“Perseus Jackson!” Thalia yelled, storming toward me. She smelled like rotten eggs, and she was so mad that blue sparks flickered on her armor. Everybody cringed and backed up because of Aegis. It took all my willpower not to cower.
“What in the name of the gods were you THINKING?” she bellowed.
I balled my fists. I’d had enough bad stuff happen to me for one day. I didn’t need this. “I got the flag, Thalia!” I shook it in her face. “I saw a chance and I took it!”
“I WAS AT THEIR BASE!” Thalia yelled. “But the flag was gone. If you hadn’t butted in, we would’ve won.”
“You had too many on you!”
“Oh, so it’s my fault?”
“I didn’t say that.”
“Argh!” Thalia pushed me, and a shock went through my body that blew me backward ten feet into the water. Some of the campers gasped. A couple of the Hunters stifled laughs.
“Sorry!” Thalia said, turning pale. “I didn’t mean to—”
Anger roared in my ears. A wave erupted from the creek, blasting into Thalia’s face and dousing her from head to toe.
I stood up. “Yeah,” I growled. “I didn’t mean to, either.”
Thalia was breathing heavily.
“Enough!” Chiron ordered.
But Thalia held out her spear. “You want some, Seaweed Brain?”
Somehow, it was okay when Annabeth called me that— at least, I’d gotten used to it—but hearing it from Thalia was not cool.
“Bring it on, Pinecone Face!”
I raised Riptide, but before I could even defend myself, Thalia yelled, and a blast of lightning came down from the sky, hit her spear like a lightning rod, and slammed into my chest.
I sat down hard. There was a burning smell; I had a feeling it was my clothes.
“Thalia!” Chiron said. “That is enough !”
I got to my feet and willed the entire creek to rise. It swirled up, hundreds of gallons of water in a massive icy funnel cloud.
“Percy!” Chiron pleaded.
I was about to hurl it at Thalia when I saw something in the woods. I lost my anger and my concentration all at once. The water splashed back into the creekbed. Thalia was so surprised she turned to see what I was looking at.
Someone . . . something was approaching. It was shrouded in a murky green mist, but as it got closer, the campers and