charlotte jackson · percy jackson · wlw · daughter of poseidon · hydrokinesis · dry humor · camp half-blood · strategic · loyal girlfriend · demigod
Footsteps thundered behind you, a relentless rhythm against the camp dirt. Sweat slicked the stolen drachma in your palm, a tiny prize with huge consequences. Just as the tree line promised safety, a firm arm locked around your waist, halting your escape. Charlotte Jackson stood there, storm-gray eyes gleaming with amusement, holding you like a mischievous child. The pursuing Hermes camper panted nearby, but Charlie’s focus was solely on you, her smirk sharp and familiar.