After a couple of hours on patrol, heshrieked, ‘FREEEEEEK!’ and banked hard to the left, circling over a greenmarshy inlet between two neighbourhoods.‘Down there?’ I asked.Freak shivered and squawked, whipping his barbed tail nervously.I couldn’t see much below us – just a brown river glittering in the hot summerair, winding through swamp grass and clumps of gnarled trees until it emptiedinto Moriches Bay. Unless youwant to get shredded, it’s really better to ride in the boat.Freak had a pretty good nose for magic. If you’rewondering why I didn’t just ride on Freak’s back, imagine two hummingbirdlike wings beating faster and more powerfully than helicopter blades.
I hitched our flying reed boat to Freak, my pet griffin, and we spent themorning buzzing around the south shore, looking for signs of trouble. But they were all at the First Nome in Egypt for aweek-long training session on controlling cheese demons (yes, they’re a realthing – believe me, you don’t want to know), so I was on my own. When mortals start raising the alarm, you knowit’s time to check things out.Normally my sister, Sadie, or some of our other initiates from Brooklyn Housewould’ve come with me. One reporter even called it theLong Island Swamp Monster. Then the local news started reporting that a large creature had beensighted in the ponds and marshes near the Montauk Highway – a creature thatwas eating the wildlife and scaring the locals.
Our scryers had been sensing magical disturbances in the area for severalweeks. We’re like the police for Ancient Egyptian supernatural forces,making sure they don’t cause too much havoc in the modern world.Anyway, on this particular day I was tracking down a rogue monster on LongIsland. Just alot of them – but that kind of goes with the territory, since I’m a magician in theHouse of Life. The Son of SobekGETTING EATEN BY A GIANT CROCODILE was bad enough.The kid with the glowing sword only made my day worse.Maybe I should introduce myself.I’m Carter Kane – part-time high-school freshman, part-time magician, fulltime worrier about all the Egyptian gods and monsters who are constantly tryingto kill me.Okay, that last part is an exaggeration. To learn more abouthim and the Percy Jackson and Kane Chronicles series, visit:Books by Rick RiordanThe Percy Jackson series:PERCY JACKSON AND THE LIGHTNING THIEFPERCY JACKSON AND THE SEA OF MONSTERSPERCY JACKSON AND THE TITAN’S CURSEPERCY JACKSON AND THE BATTLE OF THE LABYRINTHPERCY JACKSON AND THE LAST OLYMPIANPERCY JACKSON: THE DEMIGOD FILESThe Heroes of Olympus series:THE LOST HEROTHE SON OF NEPTUNETHE MARK OF ATHENAHEROES OF OLYMPUS: THE DEMIGOD FILESThe Kane Chronicles series:THE RED PYRAMIDTHE THRONE OF FIRETHE SERPENT’S SHADOW Rick lives in Texas (apart from hissummers on Half-Blood Hill) with his wife and two sons. Some believe that, to avoid a mass panicamong the mortal population, he was forced to swear on the River Styx topresent Percy Jackson’s story as fiction. But rumour has it thatCamp Half-Blood actually exists, and Rick spends his summers there recordingthe adventures of young demigods. According to Rick, the idea forthe Percy Jackson stories was inspired by his son Haley.
RICK RIORDANTHE SON of SOBEKA Carter Kane/Percy Jackson AdventureĪBOUT THE AUTHORRick Riordan is the creator of the award-winning, bestselling Percy Jacksonseries and the thrilling Kane Chronicles series.
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