Percy

I was sparring with Annabeth when suddenly I was blinded by a flash of light. A godly light. Luckily I shut my eyes and avoided a certain death that would send me to Hades.

I opened my eyes to see the the one and only father of my archenemy, Luke. Luke was dead now...he was a hero. The only and only Hermes, the messenger of the gods, the guy with the flying winged shoes, the ultimate prankster( or like Apollo liked to boast, the 2nd best).

He smiled at me. "Package for Percy Jackson."

Annabeth stared at me with her beautiful gray eyes. "Open it."

I looked at the brown package with disdain. A greeting card was nestled in the tissue paper. I picked it up and opened it.

It made a loud noise and magically spoke its message.

"To Perseus Jackson, son of Poseidon. You are summoned to Olympus, Empire State Building 600th floor. We, the gods, need you to do us a favor. We will explain on the way. Be sure to bring Annabeth Chase along with you. She might enjoy this."

The card dropped to the ground and I was so stunned that I didn't even notice that Hermes had flashed out.

Annabeth smiled. "Isn't it obvious? We go to Manhattan. It's the gods will."