Percy held on tightly as the car skidded around another bend, his mom speeding so fast the speedometer climbed up into the triple digits. Percy couldn’t wrap his head around all the information that had been thrown at him within the past 15 minutes. He found out his real dad was some god, his best friend Grover was half goat, and now he was running from some sort of monster no one would tell him about. A sudden lighting strike made all of them look back. A figure, a black silhouette of a bull chased after the car. “Is that a Minitour?!” Percy asked in disbelief. Grover groaned. “I thought we had more time!!”