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The Last Olympian

The Last Olympian

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Autoren: Rick Riordan
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Kronos: ‘You don’t have the strength. You’ll lose.’ And I was right. So you see, I know how to pick the winning side. This time, I’m backing Kronos.”
    “Because Zeus chained you to a rock,” I guessed.
    “Partly, yes. I won’t deny I want revenge. But that’s not the only reason I’m supporting Kronos. It’s the wisest choice. I’m here because I thought you might listen to reason.”
    He drew a map on the table with his finger. Wherever he touched, golden lines appeared, glowing on the concrete. “This is Manhattan. We have armies here, here, here, and here. We know your numbers. We outnumber you twenty-to-one.”
    “Your spy has been keeping you posted,” I guessed.
    Prometheus smiled apologetically. “At any rate, our forces are growing daily. Tonight, Kronos will attack. You will be overwhelmed. You’ve fought bravely, but there’s just no way you can hold all of Manhattan. You’ll be forced to retreat to the Empire State Building. There you’ll be destroyed. I have seen this. It will happen.”
    I thought about the picture Rachel had drawn in my dreams—an army at the base of the Empire State Building. I remembered the words of the young girl Oracle in my dream: I foresee the future. I cannot change it . Prometheus spoke with such certainty it was hard not to believe him.
    “I won’t let it happen,” I said.
    Prometheus brushed a speck off his tux lapel. “Understand, Percy. You are refighting the Trojan War here. Patterns repeat themselves in history. They reappear just as monsters do. A great siege. Two armies. The only difference is, this time you are defending. You are Troy. And you know what happened to the Trojans, don’t you?”
    “So you’re going to cram a wooden horse into the elevator at the Empire State Building?” I asked. “Good luck.”
    Prometheus smiled. “Troy was completely destroyed, Percy. You don’t want that to happen here. Stand down, and New York will be spared. Your forces will be granted amnesty. I will personally assure your safety. Let Kronos take Olympus. Who cares? Typhon will destroy the gods anyway.”
    “Right,” I said. “And I’m supposed to believe Kronos would spare the city.”
    “All he wants is Olympus,” Prometheus promised. “The might of the gods is tied to their seats of power. You saw what happened to Poseidon once his undersea palace was attacked.”
    I winced, remembering how old and decrepit my father looked.
    “Yes,” Prometheus said sadly. “I know that was hard for you. When Kronos destroys Olympus, the gods will fade. They will become so weak they will be easily defeated. Kronos would rather do this while Typhon has the Olympians distracted in the west. Much easier. Fewer lives lost. But make no mistake, the best you can do is slow us down. The day after tomorrow, Typhon arrives in New York, and you will have no chance at all. The gods and Mount Olympus will still be destroyed, but it will be much messier. Much, much worse for you and your city. Either way, the Titans will rule.”
    Thalia pounded her fist on the table. “I serve Artemis. The Hunters will fight to our last breath. Percy, you’re not seriously going to listen to this slimeball, are you?”
    I figured Prometheus was going to blast her, but he just smiled. “Your courage does you credit, Thalia Grace.”
    Thalia stiffened. “That’s my mother’s surname. I don’t use it.”
    “As you wish,” Prometheus said casually, but I could tell he’d gotten under her skin. I’d never even heard Thalia’s last name before. Somehow it made her seem almost normal. Less mysterious and powerful.
    “At any rate,” the Titan said, “you need not be my enemy. I have always been a helper of mankind.”
    “That’s a load of Minotaur dung,” Thalia said. “When mankind first sacrificed to the gods, you tricked them into giving you the best portion. You gave us fire to annoy the gods, not because you cared about us.”
    Prometheus shook his head. “You don’t understand. I helped shape your nature.”
    A wiggling lump of clay appeared in his hands. He fashioned it into a little doll with legs and arms. The lump man didn’t have any eyes, but it groped around the table, stumbling over Prometheus’s fingers. “I have been whispering in man’s ear since the beginning of your existence. I represent your curiosity, your sense of exploration, your inventiveness. Help me save you, Percy. Do this, and I will give mankind a new gift—a new revelation

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