Basorexia (n.)
The overwhelming desire to kiss
Aster Romano is a son of darkness itself. He is the social outcast, that is intill Percy Jackson shows up and takes the him under his wing. Aster grows a strong bond with Jackson and even Annabeth, who...
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Basorexia (n.) The overwhelming desire to kiss
"Who?"
I looked at Percy, how could he not know? He hangs out with Annabeth.
Tyson swallowed. "Every Cyclops knows about her. Stories about her scare us when we're babies. She was our jailer in the bad years."
I bit the inside of my cheek. He says 'our' like he lived it. But he was only born a few years back.
Annabeth nodded. "I remember now. When the Titans ruled, they imprisoned Gaea and Ouranos's earlier children-the Cyclopes and the Hekatonkheires ."
"TheHeka -what?" I asked.
"The Hundred-Handed Ones," she said. "They called them that because...well, they had a hundred hands. They were elder brothers of the Cyclopes."
I knew about the story, most of the books referred to them as the Hundred- Handed Ones.
"Very powerful," Tyson said. "Wonderful! As tall as the sky. So strong they could break mountains!"
"Cool," Percy said. "Unless you're a mountain."
"Kampê was the jailer," he said. "She worked for Kronos. She kept our brothers locked up in Tartarus , tortured them always, until Zeus came. He killed Kampê and freed Cyclopes and Hundred-Handed Ones to help fight against the Titans in the big war."
"And now Kampê is back."
"Bad," Tyson summed up.
"So who's in that cell?" I asked. "You said a name-"
"Briares!" Tyson perked up. "He is a Hundred-Handed One. They are as tall as the sky and-"
"Yeah," I said. "They break mountains."
I looked up at the cells above us, wondering how something as tall as the sky could fit in a tiny cell, and why he was crying.
"I guess we should check it out," Annabeth said, "before Kampê comes back."
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As we approached the cell, the weeping got louder. When I first saw the creature inside, I wasn't sure what I was looking at. He was human-size and his skin was very pale, the color of milk. He wore a loincloth like a big diaper. His feet seemed too big for his body, with cracked dirty toenails, eight toes on each foot.
But the top half of his body was the weird part. He made Janus look downright normal(and he was deftly unique). His chest sprouted more arms than I could count, in rows, all around his body. The arms looked like normal arms, but there were so many of them, all tangled together, that his chest looked kind of like a forkful of spaghetti somebody had twirled together.
