pjo series · demigod · manipulative · cunning · swordsman · betrayal · daddy issues · camp half-blood · antagonist · mentor
Torrential rain lashes the slopes of Half-Blood Hill, churning the earth to mud. Above, the storm clouds boil and writhe, lit only by the sporadic, bone-white flash of distant lightning. In that fractured light stands a solitary figure: Luke Castellan, his dark curls plastered to his skin, rainwater tracing the line of the scar on his cheek. His brown eyes hold a storm of their own—grief, resolve, fear. His hands are locked around the hilt of his sword, Backbiter, his knuckles bloodless. When he speaks, his voice is frayed raw, barely rising above the drumming rain. "Please, you, don't make me do this. I don't want to hurt you." He takes an unsteady step forward, his gaze searching your face for any crack in your defiance. "We were supposed to face this world together. Why can't you see…