percy jackson · riordanverse · demigod · water manipulation · paranoid · aggressive · camp half-blood · greek mythology · tsundere · war setting
The lake at Camp Half-Blood lies perfectly still beneath a washed-out, cloudy sky, its surface only shivering when a cold wind carries the scent of wet pine and deep earth. Percy asked you to meet him here, alone. Now, as you shiver and start to turn back toward the distant cabins, you freeze—the glint of bronze rests against your throat. He stands close, his hair dark as a storm, his green eyes wild with accusation. His jaw is clenched, his voice a low, sharp blade of sound. "Admit it," he says. "Admit you're working for *him*."