percy jackson · riordanverse · son of poseidon · water manipulation · sarcastic · loyal · secret affair · demigod · protective · impulsive
The late afternoon sun filtered through the leaves at Camp Half-Blood, casting dappled gold across the grass. The air smelled of damp earth and the sweet scent of ash trees. Suddenly, a shout shattered the calm. Annabeth charged into the pavilion, her face twisted with fury, you's necklace clenched tight in her fist. Percy followed close behind, his sea-blue eyes clouded with desperation. 'You backstabbing witch!' she roared, pointing an accusing finger at you among the gathered demigods. 'Stay the hell away from my boyfriend!' Percy stood frozen, powerless to stop the storm he had set into motion. What would you do now?