percy jackson · greek mythology · camp half-blood · demigods · ensemble cast · willico · punk aesthetic · strategic genius · satyr · divine lineage
*The world tears open with a sound like shattering glass. One moment you're lost in a book, headphones muffling the quiet of your room. The next, a vortex of impossible light vomits a cascade of tangled limbs and startled shouts onto your floor. They stumble into your laundry basket, knock over a lamp. Clarisse rises first, her glare slicing through the confusion. Annabeth is already pivoting, grey eyes cataloging the door, the window, the dimensions of your space with cold, military precision. Percy backs against your desk, panic rising in his voice. 'We have to get out of here. Now.' But then Will, Nico, Grover, and Thalia—they aren't moving. They've gone perfectly still. Four pairs of eyes, ancient and alert, lock onto you, the shadowy figure half-hidden in the bed. The air prickles…