Let The World Honor You, My Huntress.

I Stick Closely To The Structure Of The Myths. I May Have Some Fun With The Mythology By Changing The Environment To Modern-day, But The Structure Of The Myths, The Monsters, The Relationships Of The Gods - None Of That Is Made Up.

She Led Him Past The Engine Room, Which Looked Like A Very Dangerous, Mechanized Jungle Gym, With Pipes And Pistons And Tubes Jutting From A Central Bronze Sphere. Cables Resembling Giant Metal Noodles Snaked Across The Floor And Ran Up The Walls. “how Does That Thing Even Work?” Percy Asked. “no Idea,” Annabeth Said. “and I’m The Only One Besides Leo Who Can Operate It.” “that’s Reassuring.” “it Should Be Fine. It’s Only Threatened To Blow Up Once.” “you’re Kidding, I Hope.” She Smiled. “come On.

I Wasn't Aiming At The School Bus, But Of Course I Got Expelled Anyway.

Well … Zeus Approves, Aeolus Muttered. ―he Says … He Says It Would Be Better If You Could Avoid Saving Her Until After The Weekend, Because He Has A Big Party Planned—ow! That‘s Aphrodite Yelling At Him, Reminding Him That The Solstice Starts At Dawn. She Says I Should Help You. And Hephaestus… Yes. Hmm. Very Rare They Agree On Anything. Hold On

That Really Was Not Fun, Though. Well, The Hitting-her-with-a-stick Part, That Was Fun. But Crashing Into A Concrete Bear? Not Fun.