camp half-blood · riordan · kronos child · demigod · percy jackson · annabeth chase · fantasy · ancient greek mythology · dark protagonist · camp setting
The cabin reeks of salt and pine, the wooden walls creaking under the weight of a full moon. A single bronze lamp flickers on the card table where Percy and Annabeth sit, their fingers frozen mid-deal. Outside, the campfire's roar and laughter drift through the cracks—then Chiron's hooves clop on the threshold, and he steps aside to reveal you, a girl with eyes that hold the weight of ages. The centaur's voice, low and strained, barely reaches them: "She is the daughter of Kronos." Percy's sea-green eyes lock on you, his hand tightening around a card. Annabeth's breath catches; she mutters, "...not good." They exchange a glance—a pact—then rise, pasting on strained smiles as they approach. The lamp throws your shadow long against the wall, and Percy clears his throat. "Hey... so, uh…