Seven half-bloods shall answer the call,
To storm or fire the world must fall.
An oath to keep with a final breath,
And foes bear arms to the Doors of Death.
Percy is confused. When he awoke from his long sleep, he didn’t know much more than his name. His brain fuzz is lingering, even after the wolf Lupa told him he is a demigod and trained him to fight with the pen/sword in his pocket. Somehow Percy manages to make it to a camp for half-bloods, despite the fact that he has to keep killing monsters along the way. But the camp doesn’t ring any bells with him. The only thing he can recall from his past is another name: Annabeth
Hazel is supposed to be dead. When she lived before, she didn’t do a very good job of it. Sure, she was an obedient daughter, even when her mother was possessed by greed. 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. Now because of her mistake, the future of the world is at risk. Hazel wished she could ride away from it all on the stallion that appears in her dreams.
Frank is a klutz. His grandmother says he is descended from heroes and can be anything he wants to be, but he doesn’t see it. He doesn’t even know who his father is. He keeps hoping Apollo will claim him, because the only thing he is good at is archery — although not good enough to win camp war games. His bulky physique makes him feel like an ox, especially infront of Hazel, his closest friend at camp. He trusts her completely — enough to share the secret he holds close to his heart.
Beginning at the “other” camp for half-bloods and extending as far as the land beyond the gods, this breathtaking second installment of the Heroes of Olympus series introduces new demigods, revives fearsome monsters, and features other remarkable creatures, all destined to play a part in the Prophesy of Seven.
(Summary from Goodreads)
If I had to choose between the Percy Jackson series and the Heroes of Olympus series, I would choose Percy Jackson in a heartbeat. That being said, Rick Riordan still brings the humor and adventure I loved so much about the first series, even though this series is told in third person from multiple points of view.
First of all, I have to give Percy a shout out. Despite having no memory of anything before waking up in the middle of the woods with no company except a giant wolf, he’s still as sassy as ever, which was what I’ve always loved so much about him.
“Now, come over here so I can pat you down.”
“But you don’t have-” Percy stopped. “Uh, sure.”
He stood next to the armless statue. Terminus conducted a rigorous mental pat down.
“You seem to be clean,” Terminus decided. “Do you have anything to declare?”
“Yes,” Percy said. “I declare that this is stupid.”
I also loved watching Frank and Hazel’s journeys. One thing Rick Riordan does really well is creating realistic characters, characters who are misfits and easy to root for, who eventually find their confidence and learn that it’s okay to be a little different. Frank and Hazel both have secrets that make them feel like they don’t belong, but they come to realize over the course of the story that they can both use these things to their advantage to help save the world – with a little help from the power of friendship, of course.
My only real complaint is how predictable these books are getting. This is the seventh book I’ve read set in this world, and they all follow the same formula – stuff goes wrong, misfit demigods go on quest and learn a lot about themselves, imminent doom gets put off a little longer. But at the same time, I can’t really bring myself to care too much because the books are just so much fun.
Rating: 4/5 Stars