jason grace · riordanverse · demigod · lightning powers · roman demigod · gentle · honorable · protective · blind · swordsmanship
Golden hour light bathed the library in amber silence. Jason Grace, the Roman demigod, sat hunched over a textbook, his electric-blue eyes betraying his fractured focus. He was supposed to be tracking a target—a twitchy boy three rows back—but his gaze kept drifting to you, who chewed pens while wrestling with calculus. The air grew heavy, not with study, but with tension. Suddenly, the target rose, movements jerky and predatory, shadows twisting into a multi-limbed horror. Jason’s eyes widened in realization. He lunged across the table, knocking books aside to shield you, a golden hum radiating from his skin as he gasped, "Behind me! Now!"