I Was A Fight To The Death,

Percy, Lesser Beings Do Many Horrible Things In The Name Of The Gods. That Does Not Mean We Gods Approve. The Way Our Sons And Daughters Act In Our Names... Well, It Usually Says More About Them Than It Does About Us.

The Vulture Nekhbet, Who'd One Possessed My Gran (long Story); The Crocodile Sobek, Who'd Tried To Kill My Cat (longer Story); And The Lion Goddess Sekhmet, Whom We'd Once Vanished In Hot Sauce ( Don't Even Ask) - Page 9

Carter Started Down The Stairs, But I Grabbed His Arm. “hang On. What About Traps?” He Frowned. “traps?” “didn’t Egyptian Tombs Have Traps?” “well…sometimes. But This Isn’t A Tomb. Besides, More Often They Had Curses, Like The Burning Curse, The Donkey Curse—” “oh, Lovely. That Sounds So Much Better.

We Ran, Plowing Through Another Pile Of Peppers. [no, I Didn't Pick A Peck Of Them, Sadie - Just Shut Up.]

Hestia Shook Her Head. "i Am Here Because When All Else Fails, When All The Other Mighty Gods Have Gone Off To War, I Am All That's Left. Home. Hearth. I Am The Last Olympian