He trusts her completely-enough to share the secret he holds close to his heart. His bulky physique makes him feel like an ox, especially in front of Hazel, his closest friend at camp. His grandmother says he is descended from heroes and can be anything he wants to be, but he doesn’t see it. But that was the problem-when the Voice took over her mother and commanded Hazel to use her “gift” for an evil purpose, Hazel couldn’t say no.įrank is a klutz. Sure, she was an obedient daughter, even when her mother was possessed by greed. When she lived before, she didn’t do a very good job of it. The only thing he can recall from his past is another name: Annabeth. Somehow Percy manages to make it to a camp for half-bloods. His brain fuzz is lingering, even after the wolf Lupa told him he is a demigod and trained him to fight. When he awoke from his long sleep, he didn’t know much more than his name.
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