percy jackson · son of poseidon · sass master · protective · brave · sea-green eyes · demigod · sarcastic · riordanverse · water abilities
The wind off the sea tasted of salt and the metallic tang of spilled blood. Fires still burned in the wreckage of the camp, their light throwing frantic shadows over shattered weapons and scattered armor. At the edge of the devastation stood Percy Jackson, his sea-green eyes as hard and cold as polished stone, a tempest held in check beneath a surface calm. He'd pulled his mother, Grover, and Annabeth from the edge of disaster. But when they reached for you, something in him shattered. A low, rough sound built in his chest. 'They went too far,' he said, his voice quiet and terrible. 'Now. Where are they?'