The Heroes of Olympus: The Complete Series

by Rick Riordan

  He winked at her. ‘Too close to home, Pipes. Easier to pretend I’m something I’m not.’

  ‘Doesn’t that get old? Aren’t you ever tempted, like, if you found the perfect part that could change people’s opinions?’

  ‘If there’s a part like that, Pipes,’ he said sadly, ‘I haven’t found it.’

  She looked at the stars, trying to imagine them as glowing hedgehogs. All she saw were the stick figures she knew – Hercules running across the sky, on his way to kill monsters. Dad was probably right. The Greeks and the Cherokee were equally crazy. The stars were just balls of fire.

  ‘Dad,’ she said, ‘if you don’t like being close to home, why are we sleeping in Grandpa Tom’s yard?’

  His laughter echoed in the quiet Oklahoma night. ‘I think you know me too well, Pipes.’

  ‘You’re not really going to sell this place, are you?’

  ‘Nope.’ He sighed. ‘I’m probably not.’

  Piper blinked, shaking herself out of the memory. She realized she’d been falling asleep on the dragon’s back. How could her dad pretend to be so many things he wasn’t? She was trying to do that now, and it was tearing her apart.

  Maybe she could pretend for a little while longer. She could dream of finding a way to save her father without betraying her friends – even if right now a happy ending seemed about as likely as magic hedgehogs.

  She leaned back against Jason’s warm chest. He didn’t complain. As soon as she closed her eyes, she drifted off to sleep.

  In her dream, she was back on the mountaintop. The ghostly purple bonfire cast shadows across the trees. Piper’s eyes stung from smoke, and the ground was so warm that the soles of her boots felt sticky.

  A voice from the dark rumbled, ‘You forget your duty.’

  Piper couldn’t see him, but it was definitely her least favourite giant – the one who called himself Enceladus. She looked around for any sign of her father, but the pole where he’d been chained was no longer there.

  ‘Where is he?’ she demanded. ‘What’ve you done with him?’

  The giant’s laugh was like lava hissing down a volcano. ‘His body is safe enough, though I fear the poor man’s mind can’t take much more of my company. For some reason he finds me – disturbing. You must hurry, girl, or I fear there will be little left of him to save.’

  ‘Let him go!’ she screamed. ‘Take me instead. He’s just a mortal!’

  ‘But, my dear,’ the giant rumbled, ‘we must prove our love for our parents. That’s what I’m doing. Show me you value your father’s life by doing what I ask. Who’s more important – your father, or a deceitful goddess who used you, toyed with your emotions, manipulated your memories, eh? What is Hera to you?’

  Piper began to tremble. So much anger and fear boiled inside her, she could hardly talk. ‘You’re asking me to betray my friends.’

  ‘Sadly, my dear, your friends are destined to die. Their quest is impossible. Even if you succeeded, you heard the prophecy: unleashing Hera’s rage would mean your destruction. The only question now – will you die with your friends, or live with your father?’

  The bonfire roared. Piper tried to step back, but her feet were heavy. She realized the ground was pulling her down, clinging to her boots like wet sand. When she looked up, a shower of purple sparks had spread across the sky, and the sun was rising in the east. A patchwork of cities glowed in the valley below, and far to the west, over a line of rolling hills, she saw a familiar landmark rising from a sea of fog.

  ‘Why are you showing me this?’ Piper asked. ‘You’re revealing where you are.’

  ‘Yes, you know this place,’ the giant said. ‘Lead your friends here instead of their true destination, and I will deal with them. Or even better, arrange their deaths before you arrive. I don’t care which. Just be at the summit by noon on the solstice, and you may collect your father and go in peace.’

  ‘I can’t,’ Piper said. ‘You can’t ask me –’

  ‘To betray that foolish boy Valdez, who always irritated you and is now hiding secrets from you? To give up a boyfriend you never really had? Is that more important than your own father?’

  ‘I’ll find a way to defeat you,’ Piper said. ‘I’ll save my father and my friends.’

  The giant growled in the shadows. ‘I was once proud, too. I thought the gods could never defeat me. Then they hurled a mountain on top of me, crushed me into the ground, where I struggled for aeons, half-conscious in pain. That taught me patience, girl. It taught me not to act rashly. Now I’ve clawed my way back with the help of the waking earth. I am only the first. My brethren will follow. We will not be denied our vengeance – not this time. And you, Piper McLean, need a lesson in humility. I’ll show you how easily your rebellious spirit can be brought to earth.’

  The dream dissolved. And Piper woke up screaming, free-falling through the air.

  XXII

  PIPER

  Piper tumbled through the sky. Far below she saw city lights glimmering in the early dawn, and several hundred yards away the body of the bronze dragon spinning out of control, its wings limp, fire flickering in its mouth like a badly wired lightbulb.

  A body shot past her – Leo, screaming and frantically grabbing at the clouds. ‘Not coooooool!’

  She tried to call to him, but he was already too far below.

  Somewhere above her, Jason yelled, ‘Piper, level out! Extend your arms and legs!’

  It was hard to control her fear, but she did what he said and regained some balance. She fell spread-eagle like a skydiver, the wind underneath her like a solid block of ice. Then Jason was there, wrapping his arms around her waist.

  Thank god, Piper thought. But part of her also thought: Great. Second time this week he’s hugged me, and both times it’s because I’m plummeting to my death.

  ‘We have to get Leo!’ she shouted.

  Their fall slowed as Jason controlled the winds, but they still lurched up and down like the winds didn’t want to cooperate.

  ‘Gonna get rough,’ Jason warned. ‘Hold on!’

  Piper locked her arms around him, and Jason shot towards the ground. Piper probably screamed, but the sound was ripped from her mouth. Her vision blurred.

  And then thump! They slammed into another warm body – Leo, still wriggling and cursing.

  ‘Stop fighting!’ Jason said. ‘It’s me!’

  ‘My dragon!’ Leo yelled. ‘You gotta save Festus!’

  Jason was already struggling to keep the three of them aloft, and Piper knew there was no way he could help a fifty-ton metal dragon. But before she could try to reason with Leo, she heard an explosion below them. A fireball rolled into the sky from behind a warehouse complex, and Leo sobbed, ‘Festus!’

  Jason’s face reddened with strain as he tried to maintain an air cushion beneath them, but intermittent slow-downs were the best he could manage. Rather than free-falling, it felt like they were bouncing down a giant staircase, a hundred feet at a time, which wasn’t doing Piper’s stomach any favours.

  As they wobbled and zigzagged, Piper could make out details of the factory complex below – warehouses, smokestacks, barbed-wire fences and parking lots lined with snow-covered vehicles. They were still high enough so that hitting the ground would flatten them into roadkill – or skykill – when Jason groaned, ‘I can’t –’

  And they dropped like stones.

  They hit the roof of the largest warehouse and crashed through into darkness.

  Unfortunately, Piper tried to land on her feet. Her feet didn’t like that. Pain flared in her left ankle as she crumpled against a cold metal surface.

  For a few seconds, she wasn’t conscious of anything but pain – pain so bad that her ears rang and her vision went red.

  Then she heard Jason’s voice somewhere below, echoing through the building. ‘Piper! Where’s Piper?’

  ‘Ow, bro!’ Leo groaned. ‘That’s my back! I’m not a sofa! Piper, where’d you go?’

  ‘Here,’ she
managed, her voice a whimper.

  She heard shuffling and grunting, then feet pounding on metal steps.

  Her vision began to clear. She was on a metal catwalk that ringed the warehouse interior. Leo and Jason had landed on ground level, and were now coming up the stairs towards her. She looked at her foot, and wave of nausea swept over her. Her toes weren’t supposed to point that way, were they?

  Oh, god. She forced herself to look away before she threw up. Focus on something else. Anything else.

  The hole they’d made in the roof was a ragged starburst twenty feet above. How they’d even survived that drop, she had no idea. Hanging from the ceiling, a few electric bulbs flickered dimly, but they didn’t do much to light the enormous space. Next to Piper, the corrugated metal wall was emblazoned with a company logo, but it was almost completely spray-painted over with graffiti. Down in the shadowy warehouse, she could make out huge machines, robotic arms, half-finished trucks on an assembly line. The place looked like it had been abandoned for years.

  Jason and Leo reached her side.

  Leo started to ask, ‘You okay …?’ Then he saw her foot. ‘Oh no, you’re not.’

  ‘Thanks for the reassurance,’ Piper groaned.

  ‘You’ll be fine,’ Jason said, though Piper could hear the worry in his voice. ‘Leo, you got any first-aid supplies?’

  ‘Yeah – yeah, sure.’ He dug around in his tool belt and pulled out a wad of gauze and a roll of duct tape – both of which seemed too big for the belt’s pockets. Piper had noticed the tool belt yesterday morning, but she hadn’t thought to ask Leo about it. It didn’t look like anything special – just one of those wraparound leather aprons with a bunch of pockets, like a blacksmith or a carpenter might wear. And it seemed to be empty.

  ‘How did you –’ Piper tried to sit up, and winced. ‘How did pull that stuff from an empty belt?’

  ‘Magic,’ Leo said. ‘Haven’t figured it out completely, but I can summon just about any regular tool out of the pockets, plus some other helpful stuff.’ He reached into another pocket and pulled out a little tin box. ‘Breath mint?’

  Jason snatched away the mints. ‘That’s great, Leo. Now, can you fix her foot?’

  ‘I’m a mechanic, man. Maybe if she was a car …’ He snapped his fingers. ‘Wait, what was that godly healing stuff they fed you at camp – Rambo food?’

  ‘Ambrosia, dummy,’ Piper said through gritted teeth. ‘There should be some in my bag, if it’s not crushed.’

  Jason carefully pulled her backpack off her shoulders. He rummaged through the supplies the Aphrodite kids had packed for her, and found an airtight bag full of smashed pastry squares like lemon bars. He broke off a piece and fed it to her.

  The taste was nothing like she expected. It reminded her of Dad’s black bean soup from when she was a little girl. He used to feed it to her whenever she got sick. The memory relaxed her, though it made her sad. The pain in her ankle subsided.

  ‘More,’ she said.

  Jason frowned. ‘Piper, we shouldn’t risk it. They said too much could burn you up. I think I should try to set your foot.’

  Piper’s stomach fluttered. ‘Have you ever done that before?’

  ‘Yeah … I think so.’

  Leo found an old piece of wood and broke it in half for a splint. Then he got the gauze and duct tape ready.

  ‘Hold her leg still,’ Jason told him. ‘Piper, this is going to hurt.’

  When Jason set the foot, Piper flinched so hard she punched Leo in the arm, and he yelled almost as much as she did. When her vision cleared and she could breathe normally again, she found that her foot was pointing the right way, her ankle splinted with plywood, gauze and duct tape.

  ‘Ow,’ she said.

  ‘Jeez, beauty queen!’ Leo rubbed his arm. ‘Glad my face wasn’t there.’

  ‘Sorry,’ she said. ‘And don’t call me “beauty queen”, or I’ll punch you again.’

  ‘You both did great.’ Jason found a canteen in Piper’s pack and gave her some water. After a few minutes, her stomach began to calm down.

  Once she wasn’t screaming in pain, she could hear the wind howling outside. Snowflakes fluttered through the hole in the roof and, after their meeting with Khione, snow was the last thing Piper wanted to see.

  ‘What happened to the dragon?’ she asked. ‘Where are we?’

  Leo’s expression turned sullen. ‘I don’t know with Festus. He just jerked sideways like he hit an invisible wall and started to fall.’

  Piper remembered Enceladus’s warning: I’ll show you how easily your rebellious spirit can be brought to earth. Had he managed to strike them down from so far away? It seemed impossible. If he were that powerful, why would he need her to betray her friends when he could just kill them himself? And how could the giant be keeping an eye on her in a snowstorm thousands of miles away?

  Leo pointed to the logo on the wall. ‘As far as where we are …’ It was hard to see through the graffiti, but Piper could make out a large red eye with the stencilled words: MONOCLE MOTORS, ASSEMBLY PLANT 1.

  ‘Closed car plant,’ Leo said. ‘I’m guessing we crash-landed in Detroit.’

  Piper had heard about closed car plants in Detroit, so that made sense. But it seemed like a pretty depressing place to land. ‘How far is that from Chicago?’

  Jason handed her the canteen. ‘Maybe three-fourths of the way from Quebec? The thing is without the dragon we’re stuck travelling overland.’

  ‘No way,’ Leo said. ‘It isn’t safe.’

  Piper thought about the way the ground had pulled at her feet in the dream, and what King Boreas had said about the earth yielding up more horrors. ‘He’s right. Besides, I don’t know if I can walk. And three people – Jason, you can’t fly that many across country by yourself.’

  ‘No way,’ Jason said. ‘Leo, are you sure the dragon didn’t malfunction? I mean, Festus is old, and –’

  ‘And I might not have repaired him right?’

  ‘I didn’t say that,’ Jason protested. ‘It’s just – maybe you could fix it.’

  ‘I don’t know.’ Leo sounded crestfallen. He pulled a few screws out of his pockets and started fiddling with them. ‘I’d have to find where he landed, if he’s even in one piece.’

  ‘It was my fault,’ Piper said without thinking. She just couldn’t stand it any more. The secret about her father was heating up inside her like too much ambrosia. If she kept lying to her friends, she felt like she’d burn to ashes.

  ‘Piper,’ Jason said gently, ‘you were asleep when Festus conked out. It couldn’t be your fault.’

  ‘Yeah, you’re just shaken up,’ Leo agreed. He didn’t even try to make a joke at her expense. ‘You’re in pain. Just rest.’

  She wanted to tell them everything, but the words stuck in her throat. They were both being so kind to her. Yet if Enceladus was watching her somehow, saying the wrong thing could get her father killed.

  Leo stood. ‘Look, um, Jason, why don’t you stay with her, bro? I’ll scout around for Festus. I think he fell outside the warehouse somewhere. If I can find him, maybe I can figure out what happened and fix him.’

  ‘It’s too dangerous,’ Jason said. ‘You shouldn’t go by yourself.’

  ‘Ah, I’ve got duct tape and breath mints. I’ll be fine,’ Leo said, a little too quickly, and Piper realized he was a lot more shaken up than he was letting on. ‘You guys just don’t run off without me.’

  Leo reached into his magic tool belt, pulled out a flashlight and headed down the stairs, leaving Piper and Jason alone.

  Jason gave her a smile, though he looked kind of nervous. It was the exact expression he’d had on his face after he’d kissed her the first time, up on the Wilderness School dorm roof – that cute little scar on his lip curving into a crescent. The memory gave her a warm feeling. Then she remembered that the kiss had never really happened.

  ‘You look better,’ Jason offered.

  Piper wasn’t sure if he meant her foot
, or the fact that she wasn’t magically beautified any more. Her jeans were tattered from the fall through the roof. Her boots were splattered with melted dirty snow. She didn’t know what her face looked like, but probably horrible.

  Why did it matter? She’d never cared about things like that before. She wondered if it was her stupid mother, the goddess of love, messing with her thoughts. If Piper started getting urges to read fashion magazines, she was going to have to find Aphrodite and smack her.

  She decided to focus on her ankle instead. As long as she didn’t move it, the pain wasn’t bad. ‘You did a good job,’ she told Jason. ‘Where’d you learn first aid?’

  He shrugged. ‘Same answer as always. I don’t know.’

  ‘But you’re starting to have some memories, aren’t you? Like that prophecy in Latin back at camp, or that dream about the wolf.’

  ‘It’s fuzzy,’ he said. ‘Like déjà vu. Ever forgotten a word or a name, and you know it should be on the tip of your tongue, but it isn’t? It’s like that – only with my whole life.’

  Piper sort of knew what he meant. The last three months – a life she thought she’d had, a relationship with Jason – had turned out to be Mist.

  A boyfriend you never really had, Enceladus had said. Is that more important than your own father?

  She should’ve kept her mouth shut, but she voiced the question that had been on her mind since yesterday.

  ‘That photo in your pocket,’ she said. ‘Is that someone from your past?’

  Jason pulled back.

  ‘I’m sorry,’ she said. ‘None of my business. Forget it.’

  ‘No – it’s okay.’ His features relaxed. ‘Just, I’m trying to figure things out. Her name’s Thalia. She’s my sister. I don’t remember any details. I’m not even sure how I know, but – um, why are you smiling?’

  ‘Nothing.’ Piper tried to kill the smile. Not an old girlfriend. She felt ridiculously happy. ‘Um, it’s just – that’s great you remembered. Annabeth told me she became a Hunter of Artemis, right?’

  Jason nodded. ‘I get the feeling I’m supposed to find her. Hera left me that memory for a reason. It’s got something to do with this quest. But … I also have the feeling it could be dangerous. I’m not sure I want to find out the truth. Is that crazy?’