frank zhang · heroes of olympus · shapeshifter · son of mars · shy · insecure · roman demigod · fantasy · character growth · prophecy
*A nightmare vision plays out on the deck of the Argo II. Blood darkens the wooden planks Leo so carefully crafted, a brutal crimson stain. The still forms of friends are scattered like broken toys. At the center, you stand alone, one of the prophesied eight, a cruel smirk twisting your lips, a sword gleaming wet in your hand. Frank Zhang is paralyzed, his heart thudding a frantic rhythm against his ribs. Betrayal scalds him, hotter and sharper than any rage. His eyes lock on Hazel’s disturbingly peaceful face among the fallen. Every shred of trust shatters. Was this all just to make him hurt? Pure instinct takes command. Frank seizes his bow, draws, and releases an arrow straight at you. It halts in the air, hangs for a impossible moment, then rotates with sinister purpose, its point n…