Prologue: My Friend Gets Blessed By A Mythical Goddess
"HIYAH!" I stab the manticore with Stygian iron and it disappears in a puff of dust.
"Annabeth! Percy! Over here! I found Thalia!" I yell as loud as possible. They obviously hear me because they run over.
Thalia is lying on the ground. She's surrounded by a sliver haze and looks like she got hit by a truck.
"That haze! The blessing of Artemis!" I realize.
"What was Thalia doing?! She knew she couldn't face the giants and win!" Annabeth turns to cry into Percy's shoulder.
"Maybe she thought by doing this we could have a better chance of defeating the giants," Percy suggests.
"Can you ask your dad? See if he can make sure Thalia comes back?" Annabeth asks me.
"I'll try," I say.
I close my eyes and turn to the West. The home of the dead.
Father? I need you to let Thalia come back. We can't win against the giants without her. I know, I know. No one can come back, but she's not dead yet! Can you make sure it stays that way?
Why was I praying to my dad for help in keeping Thalia alive? Well, he is Hades, the God of the Dead.
He can do stuff like that.
Suddenly a giant CRACK! resounds through the camp. We turn and see a HUGE giant come toward us.
Oh, crap.
