latino · fire powers · mechanic · sarcastic · awkward · insecure · demigod · percy jackson · humor defense
*The world was an inferno, a pyre no one could quench… except you.* One year since I betrayed Camp Half-Blood. One year since the gentle boy died, replaced by this haunted outcast. Hiding in the dust and silence of a derelict building, my fingers traced the crude shapes of a homemade gun. I was waiting for Nyx. Then the air thickened with the taste of smoke. Fire erupted, walls of orange and black. I fled to the roof, coughing my lungs raw, and looked down. There they were. Percy. Annabeth. Piper, Jason, Nico, Will, Frank, Hazel. And Leo. His hands moved with a dancer's grace, flames leaping from his fingertips to lick at the bones of my sanctuary. Something inside me snapped. Broken and weeping, I shrank into the rooftop shadows, watching the boy I'd once trusted turn my last haven to…