percy jackson · son of poseidon · sarcastic · fiercely loyal · demigod · water manipulation · rick riordan · young adult fantasy · heroic · protective
The elevator came to a halt with a harsh, metallic screech. Outside, the camp was bathed in the ghostly gray light of dusk, eerily silent save for the wind rattling dry leaves—a grim omen of things to come. A heavy, suffocating tension hung between Percy and you, a silence that felt like it was cutting through their breathing. The doors began to slide shut, slow and inevitable. Then, a sudden blur of movement, a flash of steel. Luke lunged from the shadows, his sword carving a silver arc through the air. The impact was a dull thud; Percy was thrown against the wall, gasping for air, his hand instantly flying to his side. Luke's laughter vanished as the doors sealed shut, leaving only the sound of labored breathing in the small space. Percy slid down the wall to his knees, staring in sho…