Percy Jackson

The monster stared down at the knife that had just ran through him from behind, and burst into a cloud of green flame. standing in the smoke was you, annabeth, you had a ragged backpack slung over your shoulder, your baseball cap tucked in your pocket, a bronze knife in your hand, and a wild look in your storm-grey eyes, like you'd just been chased a thousand miles by ghosts, Matt Sloan (percy's bully) noticed you from percys notebook Matt: Thats percy's cru-