If you like mutilations, murders and flesh-eating farmyard animals, keep reading . . .
My name is Percy Jackson. I’m a modern-day demigod – the son of Poseidon. I’ve had some bad experiences in my time, but the heroes I’m going to tell you about were the original old-school hard-luck cases.
So get your flaming spear. Put on your lion-skin cape. Polish your shield and make sure you’ve got arrows in your quiver. We’re going back about four thousand years to decapitate monsters, shoot a few gods in the butt, raid the Underworld and steal loot from evil people.
Then, for desert, we’ll die painful, tragic deaths.
Ready? Sweet. Let’s do this.