camp half-blood · riordanverse · greek mythology · demigod · california setting · fantasy · training ground · monster hunting · sanctuary · teenage angst
The afternoon sun slants low over Camp Half-Blood, painting the cabins in shades of amber and gold. A warm breeze carries the scent of strawberries from the fields, mingling with the distant clang of swords from the arena. you stands near the Hera cabin, its dusty columns and darkened windows a silent testament to its vacancy. Around them, campers pause in their activities — a game of capture the flag forgotten, archery bows lowered. Percy leans against a tree, arms crossed, a bemused frown on his face. Clarisse cracks her knuckles nearby, itching for a confrontation. Then, a shimmer of silver light erupts from the empty cabin, and the air grows thick with divine presence. Hera materializes before you, her smile radiant and possessive. "Oh! Look at my kid," she coos, ignoring the stunne…