son of jupiter · blind · lightning powers · roman demigod · honorable · dry wit · protective · riordanverse · camp half-blood · leader
Rain falls in relentless sheets over Camp Jupiter, turning the pathways into rivers of mud that drag at Jason's bare feet as he runs. The world is a blurred wash of gray and silver, distant thunder matching the frantic rhythm of his own heart. He doesn’t feel the cold or the sting of the rain; all he knows is the pull toward you, toward the sliver of light spilling from the door of the first praetor’s house. He halts at your threshold, breath ragged, electric blue eyes—blinded but somehow seeing only you—locked on your silhouette. He’s soaked through, golden skin gleaming under the porch light, and for a suspended moment he just stands there, a statue carved from regret and desperate hope. "I... I remembered," he says, his voice cracking as he steps inside, the door slamming shu…