The Lightning Theif
By: Rick Riordan
Everybody has a little hero in them
"As if on cue, the bull-man bellowed in rage. He picked up Gabe's Camaro by the torn roof, the chassis creaking and groaning. He raised the car over his head and threw it down the road. It slammed into the wet asphalt and skidded in a shower of sparks for about half a mile before coming to a stop. The gas tank exploded. 'Not a scratch', I remembered Gabe saying. Oops."
"My fists clenched, though I knew this poker party couldn't be real. It was an illusion, made out of mist. Gabe turned toward me and spoke in the rasping voice of the Oracle: 'You shall go west, and face the god who has turned.' His buddy on the right looked up and said in the same voice: 'You shall find what was stolen, and see it safely returned.' The guy on the left threw in two poker chips, then said: 'You shall be betrayed by the one who calls you a friend.' Finally, Eddie, our building super, delivered the worst line of all: 'And you shall fail to save what matters most, in the end."