Percy Jackson and the Olympians

Luke was here and he knew what he was doing.

If the tree falls, the barrier falls,

and camp will be open to any attack.

Three of you must quest for the legendary Golden Fleece.

And restore our borders to their full strength!

Our champion, Clarisse La Rue.

- Clarisse, Clarisse! - What?

The Great Prophecy

is known to a select few.

What am I supposed to tell Percy?

He can't know there's something he can't know.

Percy, don't leave.

I have to. Grover needs my help.

- How did you get here? - Sea monster.

But it's all part of his system. His trap.

- Who's "he"? - Polyphemus!

- You got me a cruise ship? - Got you a ride.

That ship is going where you need to go.

You're not telling me something, but I don't care.

I'm guessing I'm gonna need whatever's in that bag.

Now we're going on a quest.

I'm Clarisse…

Daughter of Ares.

I have been charged with a quest…

And stand ready to receive my prophecy from the…

…Oracle.

I'm Clarisse, daughter of...

You shall sail the iron ship with warriors of bone.

You shall find what you seek and make it your own.

But despair for your life…

…entombed within stone.

And fail…

Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase

will pay for deserting camp in our time of need.

Clarisse!

Hmm?

You have full authority

to deliver justice to these outlaws,

if you encounter them on your quest.

Now, since Ms. Chase is dead to us,

you must choose a replacement companion,

or buddy, or quest mate,

or… She needs two of them, right?

It's really cold in here.

- Are you dry already? - Here, take these.

Looks like Hermes thought of everything.

Magic vitamins, Thermos of Winds.

No drachmas, though.

Okay, so…

This secret Chiron told you I can't know.

I know what you're gonna say.

I thought of a way we could make this work, just between us.

Guys, I can still hear you.

That's okay, dude.

Percy, you already know there's something you're not supposed to know,

which is bad enough.

Okay, so don't tell me any more.

- Uh, what? - Don't tell me.

That's your idea?

I trust there's a good reason to stop me from leaving camp,

or going on the quest or whatever.

I trust Chiron.

But mostly, I trust you.

I'm guessing this is something to do with my future,

or maybe my past, that I don't know,

but if I did know, it'd make me act a certain way,

or do something stupid, right?

So, I'm good not to know.

But, and… and this is key.

If you see me doing something that leans in a bad direction,

you stop me with a codeword.

A codeword?

Yeah, I was thinking "boon."

This stinks.

Well, it's not your codeword.

I mean something smells bad.

- You say "boon", I back off. - This is gonna be a problem.

- It'll work. - I hate that I can't tell you.

And pretty soon, you're gonna hate it too,

no matter what we try.

And then you're gonna hate me.

You know what I think?

I think we've had a rough couple of days.

We're stowaways on a cruise ship.

I say we check out the pool, or the arcade, or the buffet.

Monsters.

I smell monsters on the ship.

Monsters. Plural?

Lord Ares, Father, I am humbled by your presence.

Humble's for losers. Get up.

Heard you snagged the Golden Fleece gig.

Looks like you're two ding-dongs short of a quest.

Didn't want any dead weight slowing me down.

A one-woman army, huh? Ready to burn it all down?

All right. I can help out with that.

This is your ride.

Ironclad.

Raised her from a watery grave and amped her up.

You got a 40-millimeter bang-bang on the bow.

Twelve pounder on the fly bridge

and 15-inch artillery on your six.

Locked and loaded with 100% pure celestial bronze ammo.

Boom!

Any questions?

Uh, who are they?

These losers? Those are your line officers.

Raised them from the grave too.

"Those defeated in battle owe a debt of service to Ares."

You'd think I'd get the winners, but… …no.

Anyway, soldier, it's your time to shine.

I can't do more for you without breaking the rules,

and I'm in the doghouse as it is.

The sea twerp's got a head start on you,

but you need to reach the finish line first.

On my honor, I won't let you down.

Good.

Because you know what'll happen to you if you fail.

Let me warm these guys up for you.

Attention, maggots!

This… this little girl here is your new commander.

This is her first quest.

Now her training is best in class,

but in the field, she is woefully inexperienced.

You will make sure that she succeeds.

Because if you don't,

I will personally grind your bones to dust,

then sweep that dust into a tiny little baggie…

And chuck that sucker into the pit of Tartarus!

Capiche?

Capiche, Lord Ares!

All yours.

And two…

Those are the same Laistrygonians we saw at camp.

They're walking right out in the open.

The Mist must be working overtime to hide them.

We may have to get off the ship in a hurry.

Why don't you grab the rest of the gear?

Hey, guys. You hit the buffet, huh?

Let me get the door for you.

Those were definitely from the clan that attacked camp.

Why would Hermes send you here?

- Gotta be something else. - Where you going?

We gotta go grab Tyson and get as far from this ship as possible.

Hermes must have known there were monsters here.

- It just doesn't make sense. - Annabeth?

Annabeth Chase? Alison!

Simms?

- Hey! - Hi.

Glory to Athena.

Honor to Apollo. This is Percy.

Oh, I know. Every demigod's heard of this guy.

You're from camp?

Graduated. Been seeing the world.

Alison, you have to come with us now.

- What are you talking about? - Monsters on the ship.

Three Laistrygonians were just behind you.

- You're lucky to be alive. - Where are they?

They took a service elevator. We couldn't follow.

- Wait, where are you going? - I've got friends on board.

Demigods.

- Stay here and I'll go get them. - Hold on a second.

We don't know how many monsters there are.

There could be more.

My crew are monster hunters. We'll even the odds.

Alison Simms, is that you?

Like you had the odds on Grover?

What?

He saw her in a nightmare. She's leading us into a trap.

Luke won't be happy

when I bring him your heads.

But he'll get over it.

Hey, guys, ready to go.

Hello again, little hero.

This is why Hermes sent me to this ship.

Luke is here.

This is the mark of Kronos.

Good morning, passengers,

and welcome to another beautiful day on the Princess Andromeda.

As we sail into the Golden Age, be sure to indulge

in the shrimp buffet on the lido deck.

Remember, the Mist protects you from the prying eyes of mortals,

so feel free to participate

in any and all of our exciting activities.

He's not just here. This is his ship.

Aye, aye, Captain.

"You shall sail the iron ship with warriors of bone."

This Ares kid wouldn't know

a kraken from a jellyfish.

Hail, I am Thorvald.

Oh. 'Sup? Mitch. From Blockbuster.

- In what battle didst thou fall? - Oh, uh, streaming wars.

Yeah, got pretty ugly at the end there.

We set a course for the Sea of Monsters.

Coordinates, 31, 37,

north by 56, 12 west.

Trafalgar. Sunk by the British.