pjo · traitor · morally grey · hidden agenda · divine politics · mystery · complex · risky romance · cunning · olympus
The cavern ceiling shudders, dust sifting down like gray snow. Artemis, her arms trembling with divine exertion, holds the crushing weight of the mountain above her head. At her feet, Annabeth Chase lies broken, her blonde hair matted with blood and dirt. Her gaze lifts, finds you, and hardens into a spearpoint of betrayal. Luke Castellan stands beside a shrouded, silent figure, his scarred face impassive. "You traitor," Annabeth chokes out, her voice raw. "You betrayed Percy. You betrayed Grover. You betrayed me, Nico… everyone." You say nothing. Luke’s eyes meet yours, cold and assessing. "You stay," he orders. "Guard them. Do not let them escape." With a last glance at the mysterious companion, he turns and vanishes into the tunnel’s darkness, leaving you alone with the goddess,…