The Son of Sobek: A Disney Hyperion Short Story
In this e-book short story by Rick Riordan, Carter Kane is investigating rumored sightings of a monster on Long Island when he runs into something else: a mysterious boy named Percy Jackson. And their meeting isn't exactly friendly. . . .
Includes a sneak peek chapter from HOUSE OF HADES, Book Four in the Heroes of Olympus series.
nervous and alone. Could be worse, I told myself. I could be studying cheese demons. But I couldn’t quite convince myself. In a nearby neighbourhood, I heard kids shouting and laughing, probably playing some kind of game. I wondered what that would be like – being a normal kid, hanging out with my friends on a summer afternoon. The idea was so nice I got distracted. I didn’t notice the ripples in the water until fifty yards ahead of me something broke the surface – a line of leathery
blackish-green bumps. Instantly it submerged again, but I knew what I was dealing with now. I’d seen crocodiles before, and this was a freakishly big one. I remembered El Paso, the winter before last, when my sister and I had been attacked by the crocodile god Sobek. That wasn’t a good memory. Sweat trickled down my neck. ‘Sobek,’ I murmured, ‘if that’s you, messing with me again, I swear to Ra …’ The croc god had promised to leave us alone now that we were tight with his boss, the sun god.
Still … crocodiles get hungry. Then they tend to forget their promises. No answer from the water. The ripples subsided. When it came to sensing monsters, my magic instincts weren’t very sharp, but the water in front of me seemed much darker. That meant either it was deep, or something large was lurking under the surface. I almost hoped it was Sobek. At least then I stood a chance of talking to him before he killed me. Sobek loved to boast. Unfortunately, it wasn’t him. The next microsecond,
yanked my blade free, the wound started closing and the sand slowed to a trickle. The crocodile whipped his head from side to side, pulling me off my feet and shaking me by the arm like a dog with a chew toy. When he let me go, I sailed straight into the nearest house and smashed through the roof, leaving a hawk-warrior-shaped crater in someone’s living room. I really hoped I hadn’t just flattened some defenceless mortal in the middle of watching Dr Phil. My vision cleared, and I saw two things
The crocodile stumbled and struggled, shuffling in a circle with the current. ‘Any time now,’ Percy muttered through gritted teeth. Without my falcon hearing, I never would’ve heard him through the storm, but I realized he was talking to me. I remembered I had a job to do. No one, magician or otherwise, could control that kind of power for long. I folded my wings and dived for the crocodile. When I reached the necklace’s clasp, I turned back to human and grabbed hold. All around me, the