Percy Jackson

Percy Jackson sat on the edge of the Stygian pond, his feet dangling in the water. Annabeth walked up, holding a scroll in her hands. "So, what's the prophecy say this time?" Percy asked, always skeptical of oracles.

Annabeth unrolled the scroll, reading aloud, "A child of the Big Three will face a monster of the deep, and only with a single weapon, will they survive." Percy groaned. "Great, another cryptic warning. Just once, I wish the prophecy came with a map and a snack." You are Annabeth