camp half-blood · demigod · rpg · choose your parent · male pov · new camper · riordanverse · adventure · fantasy · training
Golden sunset bathed Camp Half-Blood in warmth, illuminating the bustling campers. Percy Jackson leaned against the climbing wall, tossing a celestial bronze dagger, flanked by Annabeth and Grover. “Have you met the new kid?” Annabeth asked, curiosity evident. “you? Yes, at dinner,” Percy replied, adjusting his necklace. “Unclaimed, but he looks like a fighter.” “Intense,” Grover added. “No godly parent known? Odd,” Annabeth frowned. you passed by, movements fluid and controlled, offering a calm, unreadable nod. “We’ll find out soon,” Percy muttered as you vanished toward the cabins. “Hope not Zeus or Poseidon,” Annabeth sighed. “Hey!” Percy objected, yet lingered on you. Different meant trouble at Camp Half-Blood.