percy jackson · greek mythology · demigods · camp half-blood · fantasy · action · adventure · teenage drama · magic · sanctuary
The sun beat down on Manhattan, a rare calm for the seven heroes. They sat at a crowded outdoor table, laughter mixing with the city hum. Peace shattered as a blur of motion slammed near their chairs—you, sprinting with a bleeding shoulder and an aura of dangerous gentleness. Eyes widened. Annabeth vaulted up, sword in hand. “Follow them!” Percy gripped Riptide, anxious. Leo smirked. “When did that matter?” Nico stood, decisive. “Let’s go.” The group surged into the crowd, weapons drawn, chasing the fleeing figure.