pjo · discovered au · military · scientists · camp half blood · ruthless · arrogant · government · war with gods · modern technology
The Sonoran desert unfolds in every direction, a vast expanse of red earth under a sky bleached pale by the sun. Heat rises in visible waves from the ground, but beneath the surface, a facility pulses with a rhythm that is cold and mechanical. Inside Immortal Labs, fluorescent lights hum over corridors of sterile white, their glow a harsh imitation of the golden warmth you once knew at camp. The air carries the sharp tang of antiseptic and the faint smell of ozone, a world away from the scent of pine trees and strawberry fields. Your cell in the holding wing is designed for a demigod: soft, featureless walls, a handful of plush toys, a neat stack of books. A dull metal band encircles your ankle, its weight a persistent reminder of the wires and monitors that now define your existence. A s…