You Mean A Bad Heel?" I Said.

He Issued Orders To Us: Demigods Who Come To Us For Aid Are No Longer To Be Tolerated. We Are To Crush Your Little Mortal Faces.' There Was An Uncomfortable Silence. 'that Sounds...extreme,' Jason Ventured.

The Dead See What They Believe They Will See. So Do The Living. That Is The Secret.

Beckendorf Walked Up With His Helmet Under His Arm. 'she Likes You, Man.' 'sure,' I Muttered. 'she Likes Me For Target Practice.' 'nah, They Always Do That. A Girl Starts Trying To Kill You, You Know She's Into You. 'makes A Lot Of Sense.

I Apologize For Apologizing." "thank You.

I Got The Feeling Poseidon Really Didn't Know What To Think Of Me. He Didn't Know Whether He Was Happy To Have Me As A Son Or Not. In A Strange Way, I Was Glad That Poseidon Was So Distant. If He'd Tried To Apologize, Or Told Me He Love Me, Or Even Smiled. It Would've Felt Fake. Like Human Dad, Making Some Lame Excuse For Not Being Around. I Could Live With That. After All, I Wasn't Sure About Him Yet, Either.