Character: Percy Jackson. Page 4

Athena once told Percy of his fatal flaw: he was too loyal to his friends. He couldn't look at things objectively. It would have saved friends, even if it meant that the world would be destroyed.

She stood at his bedside and smiled at him. Her bright hair fell on the shoulders. Gray eyes, the shade of stormy sky was clear and shone with tenderness. He remembered his first day in Camp half-Blood five years ago, when he woke up after passing out and found Annabeth standing over him. Then she said, "And when you sleep, you drool". It was in his own sentimental.

Hazel raised her eyebrows, puzzled and shook his head.
Frank, I may have been surprised. Perhaps this skeleton and scared me. But disgust?.. You are so commanded - so confident, well, supposedly: "Yes, guys, by the way, I have this Almighty sportus - we can use". I my eyes could not believe. But what's "disgusting", Frank? You made a strong impression on me.
- I? I'm impressed? Frank wasn't sure that you understood her correctly.
Percy Laughed.
- Yeah, man, it was something!
- Honestly?
- Honestly assured him hazel.

Because I know you, Percy Jackson. You in many respects, impulsive, but when it comes to your friends, then you're constant like the needle of a compass. You will never betray, and awaken in others the same devotion. You are the glue that will spaet seven.

Annabeth grabbed his wrist and slung it over his shoulder. He fell on the stone pavement. The Romans cried out. Some surged forward, but Reyna shouted, "Stop! Retreat!"
Annabeth crushed knee chest Percy, and the arm squeezed his throat. She didn't care what the Romans think. Her chest burned piece of red-hot anger - a mixture of anxiety and bitterness that settled it since last fall.
- If you ever leave me, ' she said, her eyes burned with rage. I swear to the gods...
Pers issued a nervous laugh. Suddenly the whole lump of angry emotions melted inside Annabeth.
- Consider me warned, ' said Percy. - I missed you too.

- All right, whispered Percy. - We are together.
He said, "you're fine" or "We are alive". They have overcome so many obstacles over the past year that he identified the main thing: they are together. To hear those words from him was Annabeth's happiness.

Look, I didn't want to be a halfling.

May I ask your name? she asked. The look in his dark eyes shifted to Piper.
The king had been buried, the first and eternal king of Athens. I welcome you in my city, he raised a closed dish. Also I brought a Bundt cake.
Piper looked at his friends.
- Trap?
"Perhaps," said Annabeth.
- Well, at least he brought dessert - Percy smiled snake-like guys. - Welcome on Board!

- Atlantis? - asked Jason.
Is a myth, ' replied Percy.
- Uh... aren't we dealing with myths?
- No, I mean that it is a fictional myth. Not true.
- So this is why Annabeth is the nerve centre of operations, right?
- Shut Up, Grace.

- So... not the world?
- Of course not! You're as insufferable as Jason. I'm trying to be indignant about what you're all perfect superheroes, etc., etc., and suddenly you... for no apparent reason start acting like a good guy. Now how do you think I hate you if you apologize and promise to help?
Percy smiled slightly, corners of his lips.
- I'm sorry.

I could up the mood because my mom just entered the room. Her eyes sparkled and changed color depending on the lighting. The smile was warm, like a warm quilt on a cold night. In my mother's long brown hair got some gray strands, but I never considered her old. When mom looked at me, it seemed like she sees me as only a good one.

In a sense, it's good to know that somewhere out there, there are Greek gods as there is for someone else to blame if it's stuck.

Another time, Athena and Poseidon competed - who will be the patron of Athens. As a gift to your dad opened a source of salt water, and my mom planted an olive tree. People saw that her gift is better here and the city was named in her honor.
- Probably, just because they loved olives.
- Leave me alone.
- Now if she'd invented pizza - that I understand!

- Zeus will destroy you! - she promised. - Hades will take your soul!
- Braccas meus vescimini! - loudly I shouted.
Still don't understand how I popped up this Latin phrase. I think she meant: "fuck you!"