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Chapter no 1 – Annabeth

The Mark of Athena (The Heroes of Olympus #3)

โ€ŒUntil she met the exploding statue,ย Annabeth thought she was prepared for anything.โ€Œ

Sheโ€™d paced the deck of their flying warship, theย Argo II, checking and double-checking the ballistae to make sure they were locked down. She confirmed that the white โ€œWe come in peaceโ€ flag was flying from the mast. She reviewed the plan with the rest of the crewโ€”and the backup plan, and the backup plan for the backup plan.

Most important, she pulled aside their war-crazed chaperone, Coach Gleeson Hedge, and encouraged him to take the morning off in his cabin and watch reruns of mixed martial arts championships. The last thing they needed as they flew a magical Greek trireme into a potentially hostile Roman camp was a middle-aged satyr in gym clothes waving a club and yelling โ€œDie!โ€

Everything seemed to be in order. Even that mysterious chill sheโ€™d been feeling since the ship launched had dissipated, at least for now.

The warship descended through the clouds, but Annabeth couldnโ€™t stop second-guessing herself. What if this was a bad idea? What if the Romans panicked and attacked them on sight?

Theย Argo IIย definitely did not look friendly. Two hundred feet long, with a bronze-plated hull, mounted repeating crossbows fore and aft, a flaming metal dragon for a figurehead, and two rotating ballistae amidships that could fire explosive bolts powerful enough to blast through concreteโ€ฆwell, it wasnโ€™t

the most appropriate ride for a meet-and-greet with the neighbors.

Annabeth had tried to give the Romans a heads-up. Sheโ€™d asked Leo to send one of his special inventionsโ€”a holographic scrollโ€”to alert their friends inside the camp. Hopefully the message had gotten through. Leo had wanted to paint a giant message on the bottom of the hullโ€”WASSUP?ย with a smiley faceโ€”but Annabeth vetoed the idea. She wasnโ€™t sure the Romans had a sense of humor.

Too late to turn back now.

The clouds broke around their hull, revealing the gold-and-green carpet of the Oakland Hills below them. Annabeth gripped one of the bronze shields that lined the starboard rail.

Her three crewmates took their places.

On the stern quarterdeck, Leo rushed around like a madman, checking his gauges and wrestling levers. Most helmsmen wouldโ€™ve been satisfied with a pilotโ€™s wheel or a tiller. Leo had also installed a keyboard, monitor, aviation controls from a Learjet, a dubstep soundboard, and motion-control sensors from a Nintendo Wii. He could turn the ship by pulling on the throttle, fire weapons by sampling an album, or raise sails by shaking his Wii controllers really fast. Even by demigod standards, Leo was seriously ADHD.

Piper paced back and forth between the mainmast and the ballistae, practicing her lines.

โ€œLower your weapons,โ€ she murmured. โ€œWe just want to talk.โ€

Her charmspeak was so powerful, the words flowed over Annabeth, filling her with the desire to drop her dagger and have a nice long chat.

For a child of Aphrodite, Piper tried hard to play down her beauty. Today she was dressed in tattered jeans, worn-out sneakers, and a white tank top with pink Hello Kitty designs. (Maybe as a joke, though Annabeth could never be sure with Piper.) Her choppy brown hair was braided down the right side with an eagleโ€™s feather.

Then there was Piperโ€™s boyfriendโ€”Jason. He stood at the bow on the raised crossbow platform, where the Romans could easily spot him. His knuckles were white on the hilt of his golden sword. Otherwise he looked calm for a guy who was making himself a target. Over his jeans and orange Camp Half-Blood T-shirt, heโ€™d donned a toga and a purple cloakโ€”symbols of

his old rank as praetor. With his wind-ruffled blond hair and his icy blue eyes, he looked ruggedly handsome and in controlโ€”just like a son of Jupiter should. Heโ€™d grown up at Camp Jupiter, so hopefully his familiar face would make the Romans hesitant to blow the ship out of the sky.

Annabeth tried to hide it, but she still didnโ€™t completely trust the guy. He acted too perfectโ€”always following the rules, always doing the honorable thing. He evenย lookedย too perfect. In the back of her mind, she had a nagging thought: What if this is a trick and he betrays us? What if we sail into Camp Jupiter, and he says,ย Hey, Romans! Check out these prisoners and this cool ship I brought you!

Annabeth doubted that would happen. Still, she couldnโ€™t look at him without getting a bitter taste in her mouth. Heโ€™d been part of Heraโ€™s forced โ€œexchange programโ€ to introduce the two camps. Her Most Annoying Majesty, Queen of Olympus, had convinced the other gods that their two sets of childrenโ€”Roman and Greekโ€”had to combine forces to save the world from the evil goddess Gaea, who was awakening from the earth, and her horrible children the giants.

Without warning, Hera had plucked up Percy Jackson, Annabethโ€™s boyfriend, wiped his memory, and sent him to the Roman camp. In exchange, the Greeks had gotten Jason. None of that was Jasonโ€™s fault; but every time Annabeth saw him, she remembered how much she missed Percy.

Percyโ€ฆwho was somewhere below them right now.

Oh, gods.ย Panic welled up inside her. She forced it down. She couldnโ€™t afford to get overwhelmed.

Iโ€™m a child of Athena,ย she told herself.ย I have to stick to my plan and not get distracted.

She felt it againโ€”that familiar shiver, as if a psychotic snowman had crept up behind her and was breathing down her neck. She turned, but no one was there.

Must be her nerves. Even in a world of gods and monsters, Annabeth couldnโ€™t believe a new warship would be haunted. Theย Argo IIย was well protected. The Celestial bronze shields along the rail were enchanted to ward off monsters, and their onboard satyr, Coach Hedge, would have sniffed out any intruders.

Annabeth wished she could pray to her mother for guidance, but that wasnโ€™t possible now. Not after last month, when sheโ€™d had that horrible encounter with her mom and gotten the worst present of her life.โ€ฆ

The cold pressed closer. She thought she heard a faint voice in the wind, laughing. Every muscle in her body tensed. Something was about to go terribly wrong.

She almost ordered Leo to reverse course. Then, in the valley below, horns sounded. The Romans had spotted them.

Annabeth thought she knew what to expect. Jason had described Camp Jupiter to her in great detail. Still, she had trouble believing her eyes. Ringed by the Oakland Hills, the valley was at least twice the size of Camp Half- Blood. A small river snaked around one side and curled toward the center like a capital letterย G, emptying into a sparkling blue lake.

Directly below the ship, nestled at the edge of the lake, the city of New Rome gleamed in the sunlight. She recognized landmarks Jason had told her aboutโ€”the hippodrome, the coliseum, the temples and parks, the neighborhood of Seven Hills with its winding streets, colorful villas, and flowering gardens.

She saw evidence of the Romansโ€™ recent battle with an army of monsters. The dome was cracked open on a building she guessed was the Senate House. The forumโ€™s broad plaza was pitted with craters. Some fountains and statues were in ruins.

Dozens of kids in togas were streaming out of the Senate House to get a better view of theย Argo II. More Romans emerged from the shops and cafรฉs, gawking and pointing as the ship descended.

About half a mile to the west, where the horns were blowing, a Roman fort stood on a hill. It looked just like the illustrations Annabeth had seen in military history booksโ€”with a defensive trench lined with spikes, high walls, and watchtowers armed with scorpion ballistae. Inside, perfect rows of white barracks lined the main roadโ€”the Via Principalis.

A column of demigods emerged from the gates, their armor and spears glinting as they hurried toward the city. In the midst of their ranks was an actual war elephant.

Annabeth wanted to land theย Argo IIย before those troops arrived, but the

ground was still several hundred feet below. She scanned the crowd, hoping to catch a glimpse of Percy.

Then something behind her wentย BOOM!

The explosion almost knocked her overboard. She whirled and found herself eye to eye with an angry statue.

โ€œUnacceptable!โ€ he shrieked.

Apparently he had exploded into existence, right there on the deck. Sulfurous yellow smoke rolled off his shoulders. Cinders popped around his curly hair. From the waist down, he was nothing but a square marble pedestal. From the waist up, he was a muscular human figure in a carved toga.

โ€œI willย notย have weapons inside the Pomerian Line!โ€ he announced in a fussy teacher voice. โ€œIย certainlyย will not have Greeks!โ€

Jason shot Annabeth a look that said,ย Iโ€™ve got this.

โ€œTerminus,โ€ he said. โ€œItโ€™s me. Jason Grace.โ€

โ€œOh, I rememberย you, Jason!โ€ Terminus grumbled. โ€œI thought you had better sense than to consort with the enemies of Rome!โ€

โ€œBut theyโ€™re not enemiesโ€”โ€

โ€œThatโ€™s right,โ€ Piper jumped in. โ€œWe just want to talk. If we couldโ€”โ€ โ€œHa!โ€ snapped the statue. โ€œDonโ€™t try that charmspeak onย me, young lady.

And put down that dagger before I slap it out of your hands!โ€

Piper glanced at her bronze dagger, which sheโ€™d apparently forgotten she was holding. โ€œUmโ€ฆokay. But how would you slap it? You donโ€™t have any arms.โ€

โ€œImpertinence!โ€ There was a sharpย POPย and a flash of yellow. Piper yelped and dropped the dagger, which was now smoking and sparking.

โ€œLucky for you Iโ€™ve just been through a battle,โ€ Terminus announced. โ€œIf I were at full strength, I wouldโ€™ve blasted this flying monstrosity out of the sky already!โ€

โ€œHold up.โ€ Leo stepped forward, wagging his Wii controller. โ€œDid you just call my ship a monstrosity? Iย knowย you didnโ€™t do that.โ€

The idea that Leo might attack the statue with his gaming device was enough to snap Annabeth out of her shock.

โ€œLetโ€™s all calm down.โ€ She raised her hands to show she had no weapons.

โ€œI take it youโ€™re Terminus, the god of boundaries. Jason told me you protect the city of New Rome, right? Iโ€™m Annabeth Chase, daughter ofโ€”โ€

โ€œOh, I know whoย youย are!โ€ The statue glared at her with its blank white eyes. โ€œA child ofย Athena, Minervaโ€™s Greek form. Scandalous! You Greeks have no sense of decency. We Romans know the proper place forย thatย goddess.โ€

Annabeth clenched her jaw. This statue wasnโ€™t making it easy to be diplomatic. โ€œWhat exactly do you mean,ย thatย goddess? And whatโ€™s so scandalous aboutโ€”โ€

โ€œRight!โ€ Jason interrupted. โ€œAnyway, Terminus, weโ€™re here on a mission of peace. Weโ€™d love permission to land so we canโ€”โ€

โ€œImpossible!โ€ the god squeaked. โ€œLay down your weapons and surrender!

Leave my city immediately!โ€

โ€œWhich is it?โ€ Leo asked. โ€œSurrender, or leave?โ€

โ€œBoth!โ€ Terminus said. โ€œSurrender, then leave. I am slapping your face for asking such a stupid question, you ridiculous boy! Do you feel that?โ€

โ€œWow.โ€ Leo studied Terminus with professional interest. โ€œYouโ€™re wound up pretty tight. You got any gears in there that need loosening? I could take a look.โ€

He exchanged the Wii controller for a screwdriver from his magic tool belt and tapped the statueโ€™s pedestal.

โ€œStop that!โ€ Terminus insisted. Another small explosion made Leo drop his screwdriver. โ€œWeapons areย notย allowed on Roman soil inside the Pomerian Line.โ€

โ€œThe what?โ€ Piper asked. โ€œCity limits,โ€ Jason translated.

โ€œAnd this entire ship is a weapon!โ€ Terminus said. โ€œYouย cannotย land!โ€ Down in the valley, the legion reinforcements were halfway to the city.

The crowd in the forum was over a hundred strong now. Annabeth scanned the faces andโ€ฆoh, gods. She saw him. He was walking toward the ship with his arms around two other kids like they were best buddiesโ€”a stout boy with a black buzz cut, and a girl wearing a Roman cavalry helmet. Percy looked so at ease, so happy. He wore a purple cape just like Jasonโ€™sโ€”the mark of a praetor.

Annabethโ€™s heart did a gymnastics routine. โ€œLeo, stop the ship,โ€ she ordered. โ€œWhat?โ€

โ€œYou heard me. Keep us right where we are.โ€

Leo pulled out his controller and yanked it upward. All ninety oars froze in place. The ship stopped sinking.

โ€œTerminus,โ€ Annabeth said, โ€œthereโ€™s no rule against hoveringย overย New Rome, is there?โ€

The statue frowned. โ€œWell, noโ€ฆโ€

โ€œWe can keep the ship aloft,โ€ Annabeth said. โ€œWeโ€™ll use a rope ladder to reach the forum. That way, the ship wonโ€™t be on Roman soil. Not technically.โ€

The statue seemed to ponder this. Annabeth wondered if he was scratching his chin with imaginary hands.

โ€œI like technicalities,โ€ he admitted. โ€œStillโ€ฆโ€

โ€œAll our weapons will stay aboard the ship,โ€ Annabeth promised. โ€œI assume the Romansโ€”even those reinforcements marching toward usโ€”will also have to honor your rules inside the Pomerian Line if you tell them to?โ€

โ€œOf course!โ€ Terminus said. โ€œDo I look like I tolerate rule breakers?โ€ โ€œUh, Annabethโ€ฆโ€ Leo said. โ€œYou sure this is a good idea?โ€

She closed her fists to keep them from shaking. That cold feeling was still there. It floated just behind her, and now that Terminus was no longer shouting and causing explosions, she thought she could hear the presence laughing, as if it was delighted by the bad choices she was making.

But Percy was down thereโ€ฆhe was so close. Sheย hadย to reach him.

โ€œItโ€™ll be fine,โ€ she said. โ€œNo one will be armed. We can talk in peace. Terminus will make sure each side obeys the rules.โ€ She looked at the marble statue. โ€œDo we have an agreement?โ€

Terminus sniffed. โ€œI suppose. For now. You may climb down your ladder to New Rome, daughter of Athena.ย Pleaseย try not to destroy my town.โ€

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