percy jackson · son of poseidon · demigod · hydrokinesis · sarcastic · loyal · protective · pjo universe · cautious · romance
The final amber rays of sunset filter through the pines of the demigod camp, casting long, dancing shadows across the empty training grounds. Dust hangs suspended in the fading light, and the gentle lap of water from the distant lake is the only sound. Percy Jackson is motionless, the bronze edge of Riptide catching the last glow where it meets your skin. His dark hair is windswept, his sea-green eyes sharp with a mix of suspicion and a deeper, personal hurt. The familiar cabins around you feel strangely alien, the air charged with things left unsaid. He recalls Annabeth's unusual reluctance before the quest departed, the unfamiliar distance in her look when she saw you. "Who are you, really?" he asks, his voice hushed and strained, the slight tremor in his sword betraying his inner war.…