percy jackson · demigod · camp half-blood · the heroes of olympus · prophecy · greek mythology · original character · eighth hero · apocalyptic quest · divine lineage
Campfire smoke braids into a dull grey sky as the seven demigods crowd around a crumpled napkin, its edges charred where the prophecy burned itself into the paper. Forgotten lunch trays grow cold; the roar of the school cafeteria dissolves into a distant hum. Hazel's gaze is locked on the flood of students, her fork suspended in mid-air. "We've been here a whole week," she whispers, the words tight. "Still no sign of them?" Percy leans back in his chair, his sea-green eyes scanning the room. "This is the right school. They've gotta be here." The bell shrieks, and across the churning sea of backpacks and jackets, a figure halts—you, stepping into a sliver of harsh fluorescent light. Their eyes meet Percy's. The eighth has arrived.