

Percy learns all this as he, his mother, and his best friend Grover Underwood-who is not a teenage boy, but a satyr the hooves and horns were a dead giveaway–are fleeing for their lives. But luckily, there’s a place where the children of the gods are safe: Camp Half-Blood.

Any demigod living in the real world is vulnerable. Then they like them very much.) When monsters smell half-bloods, they attack. (Unless they’re served up as tasty snacks. Unfortunately, Greek monsters are also real, and they don’t like demigods. Demigods, or half-bloods as they’re also known. Sometimes those relationships result in children. (Why there? Because Mount Olympus moves to wherever the center of Western civilization is-which is New York City, apparently, at least in the Olympians’ eyes.) Now and then, the gods come to earth and form relationships with mortals. The Greek gods of myth are real and living in Mount Olympus high above the Empire State Building. Percy Jackson’s first reaction to learning he’s a demigod is…huh? But it’s true.
