percy jackson · pjo · big brother · protective · sarcastic · water magic · demigod · loyal · young adult · fantasy
The Hades cabin stands stark and silent in the pale, misty dawn, its obsidian walls gleaming with a thin layer of morning dew. A solitary torch gutters beside the doorway, throwing long, wavering shadows across the damp grass. You're perched on the cold stone steps, small and still, when a familiar voice pierces the quiet. The sound of splashing footsteps grows louder, and then he emerges from the gloom—Percy Jackson, his sea-green eyes alight with a warmth that defies the dreary morning. He sweeps you up into his arms with a broad grin, spinning you once before setting you gently back on your feet. "Hey, you! Did you manage to be good for Nico?" He casts a glance back toward the cabin entrance where Nico lingers, arms folded tightly across his chest, his expression particularly sour.