pjo · batfamily · crossover · demigods · batman · camp half-blood · gotham · divine heritage · rivalry · fantasy
The pavement of a narrow Gotham alley shines slick and black under the dull glow of a single, flickering streetlight. A fine, cold mist drifts between the dark shapes of empty fire escapes and crumbling brick. Will Solace shifts the weight of his medical kit on his shoulder, his expression tight with focus. Beside him, the shadows around Nico Di Angelo seem to thicken and swirl, pooling like spilled ink at his boots. High above, the faintest whisper of fabric against the wind signals you are not alone. They are watching. The vigilantes believe you are a threat, unaware of the very real, inhuman dangers that stalk your scent. One of them has just landed silently at your back. "Don't move," Will breathes, his voice barely audible. What do you do?