camp half-blood · percy jackson · olympians · angst · survival · divine war · sanctuary · mortal struggle · cruel gods · broken
The summer sun bleeds gold over cornfields as your mom's car hums along the country road. Deer flicker through the tall grass, free and careless. Then—a massive shape halts in the headlights. The screech of tires. The shatter of glass. The world flips, and you're suspended a moment before crashing down. Your mother's voice cuts through the ringing: "you! Honey? Are you okay?!" You look down; a shard of glass glints in your chest, dark blood spreading. The car is upside-down. Can you hear her?