After the Battle of Manhattan and the defeat of Kronos, Theo Miller finds out that there are more forces at play that wish for the destruction of Olympus.
The Lost Hero: ✅
The Son of Neptune: ✅
The Mark of Athena: ✏️
The House of Hades: 🚫
The Blood...
Even before he got electrocuted, Jason was having a rotten day.
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Played by: Lucas Till
He woke in the backseat of a school bus, not sure where he was, holding hands with a girl he didn't know. That wasn't necessarily the rotten part.
The girl was cute, but he couldn't figure out who she was or what he was doing there. He sat up and rubbed his eyes, trying to think.
A few dozen kids sprawled in the seats in front of him, listening to iPods, talking, or sleeping. They all looked around his age ... fifteen? Sixteen?
Okay, that was scary. He didn't know his own age.
The bus rumbled along a bumpy road. Out the windows, desert rolled by under a bright blue sky. Jason was pretty sure he didn't live in the desert. He
tried to think back ... the last thing he remembered ...
The girl squeezed his hand.
Girl: Jason, you okay?
She wore faded jeans, hiking boots, and a fleece snowboarding jacket. Her chocolate brown hair was cut choppy and uneven, with thin strands braided down the sides. She wore no makeup like she was trying not to draw attention to herself, but it didn't work. She was seriously pretty. Her eyes seemed to change color like a kaleidoscope—brown, blue, and green.
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Played by: Blu Hunt
Jason let go of her hand.
Jason: Um, I don't—
Teacher: Alright, cupcakes, listen up!
The guy was obviously a coach. His baseball cap was pulled low over his hair, so you could just see his beady eyes. He had a wispy goatee and a sour face, like he'd eaten something moldy. His buff arms and chest pushed against a bright orange polo shirt. His nylon workout pants and Nikes were spotless white. A whistle hung from his neck, and a megaphone was clipped to his belt. He would've looked pretty scary if he hadn't been five feet zero.
