Part 3

It was I’d say about nine in the morning when the train broke down, which was just our luck, in some city still in Wyoming. We had to get off the train, and the seguinte train wouldn’t come for a long while, so we decided to walk it until further notice. It was until we finally sat down after walking a while when I realized I was really hungry. “You guys, we haven’t eaten in hours!” I complained. “Actually, I ate someone’s purse.” Cyrus jumped in. I raised an eyebrow at him. “What? Great iron supplements. Really filling, you know.” I sighed. “Anyways, I see a sub shop...

“So, Perseus Jackson, what will it be? Will you accept our generous gift?” Zeus demanded, his eyes flashing with barely contained lightning as always.
The gods had just offered me to be…well, a god. One of them, immortal, powerful, not having to worry about any other stupid prophecy. Who could say no to that?
I glanced back to see thalia smiling at me serenely but the smile didn’t quite reach her eyes. My eyes wandered around the room and gazed at the mighty faces of the Olympian gods. Apollo, Ares, Aphrodite, Demeter, Dionysus – did I want to be like them? Poseidon, my father, Athena...