Perseus "Percy" Jackson is about to turn sixteen, and the prophecy about him is on the cusp of becoming true. As he writes, "The end of the world started when a pegasus landed on the hood of my car." Did I mention I love the writing here? Percy is on a vacation with Rachel Elizabeth Dare (for those of you who've read Duma Key, she's RED), and she seems to have a huge crush on him. Percy's torn between two well-fleshed-out girls, but he really doesn't have time to concentrate. After all, he's got to save the world -- and Olympus -- in a mere 400 pages.
From here, the book whizzes along, leaving readers no time to catch their breath. The pages fly as if they were on the back of Blackjack the pegasus. Revelations abound. We see more of Luke's past, as well as Annabeth's. We find out what may be the only hope for the world. And yes, we find out who the Last Olympian really is.
Rick Riordan has a great talent for writing books that appeal to everyone, and Percy Jackson strikes a chord with everyone in at least one place. Characters die or endure horrible tragedy. Prophecies are made and fulfilled. The Oracle gets a replacement. And the demigods make a last stand that leaves no one untouched.
It's a worthy end to a fantastic series. And the best part? Riordan says there will be more.
My rating: 10/10.
Series rating: 10/10.
Coming Soon: Star Trek review.