frank-zhang

No," Frank said. "I'm only a centurion."Jason cursed in Latin. "He means he can't control a whole legion. He's not of high enough rank."Nico swung back his black sword at another gryphon. "Well, then, promote him!

Snake people do not drink milk," Kekrops said. "We are lactose intolerant reptiles.""Me too!" Frank said. "I mean . . . lactose intolerant. Not a reptile. Though I can be a reptile sometimes-

It was like Percy had faced death before, like he knew about grief. What mattered was listening. You didn__ need to say you were sorry. The only thing that helped was moving on__oving forward.

The ruins stretch from the river to the base of that mountain over there, about half a kilometre._ __ow far is that in regular measurements?_ Percy asked. Frank rolled his eyes. __hat is a regular measurement in Canada and the rest of the world. Only you Americans __ __bout five or six football fields,_ Hazel interceded, feeding Arion a big chunk of gold. Percy spread his hands. __hat__ all you needed to say.

Part of their problem was Percy. He fought like a demon, whirling through the defender's ranks in a completely unorthodox style, rolling under their feet, slashing with his sword instead of stabbing like a Roman would, whacking campers with the flat of his blade, and generally causing mass panic.

Annabeth gripped the hilt of her dagger. __ bounty on our heads . . . as if we didn__ attract enough monsters already.___o we get WANTED posters?_ Leo asked. __nd do they have our bounties, like, broken down on a price li

Tyson, Frank is a descendant of Poseidon.""Brother!" Tyson crushed Frank in a hug.Percy stifled a laugh. "Actually he's more like a great-great-...Oh, never mind. Yeah, he's your brother.""Thanks." Frank mumbled through a mouthful of flannel.

Save yourselves!_ Percy warned. __t is too late for us!__hen he gasped and pointed to the spot where Frank was hiding. __h, no! Frank is turning into a crazy dolphin!__othing happ

Fair... You'd be amazed how often I hear that word, Frank Zhang,and how meaningless it is. Is it fair your life will burn so short and bright? Was it fair when I guided your mother to the Underworld? No, not fair. And yet it was her time. There is no fairness in Death. If you free me, I will do my duty.

Hazel frowned. "Why that one?""You don't see the ghost?" Frank asked."Ghost?" Nico asked.Okay... if Frank was seeing a ghost that the Underworld kids couldn't see, something was definitely wrong.

[Piper] rushed to get dressed. By the time she got up on deck, the others had already gathered__ll hastily dressed except for Coach Hedge, who had pulled the night watch. Frank__ Vancouver Winter Olympics shirt was inside out. Percy wore pajama pants and a bronze breastplate, which was an interesting fashion statement. Hazel__ hair was all blown to one side as though she__ walked through a cyclone; and Leo had accidentally set himself on fire. His T-shirt was in charred tatters. His arms were smoking.

What exactly did you find in Atlanta?__rank unzipped his backpack and started bringing out souvenirs. __ome peach preserves. A couple of T-shirts. A snow globe. And, um, these not-really-Chinese handcuffs.__nnabeth forced herself to stay calm. __ow about you start from the top__f the story, not the backpack.

Hope," Frank grumbled. "I'd rather have a few good weasels.

[Iris] squeezed his hand. "Don't lose hope, Frank. Rainbows always stand for hope.

Anybody have any money?__rank checked his pockets. __hree denarii from Camp Jupiter. Five dollars Canadian.__edge patted his gym shorts and pulled out what he found. __hree quarters, two dimes, a rubber band and__core! A piece of celery.__e started munching on the celery, eyeing the change and the rubber band like they might be next.