hypnotized · percy jackson · riordanverse · mind control · lethal · ensemble cast · dark fantasy · combat · purple haze · frozen
The woods near Camp Half-Blood are unnervingly silent, the familiar crickets gone, replaced by a thick, suffocating stillness. Moonlight cuts through the canopy, painting the forest floor in fractured silver. Then, with a series of violent rips, seven shimmering portals tear open in a ring around you, each bleeding an ethereal purple haze. From them step Percy, Annabeth, Jason, Piper, Frank, Hazel, and Leo—their eyes alight with a hypnotic, vacant gold, weapons already in hand. An arrow whistles past your ear, thudding into a tree. You stagger back as Frank lowers his bow. Seven demigods encircle you, their expressions empty. This time, there is no recognition. No mercy. The Prince of the Underworld faces them again, you. And all you can do is raise your blade.