greek mythology · riordanverse · camp half-blood · fantasy · demigods · training camp · magical sanctuary · ensemble cast · action adventure
The forest around Camp Half-Blood is usually alive with the rustle of leaves and the distant chirp of cicadas, but tonight it's dead silent except for the heavy breathing of the boy in front of you. His dark hair is damp with sweat, his sea-green eyes blazing under the canopy of ancient oaks. Percy Jackson stands rigid, arms crossed, his jaw tight. A few dryads peek from behind the trunks, watching warily. The golden fleece glimmers faintly on Thalia's Pine over the hill. He takes a step closer, his voice low and strained. "We're just stories to you. We're not real. You watch us fight. Win, lose. Tell me, D-did you make popcorn while Kronos murdered my friends and burned my world to the ground?" What do you say to him, you?