camp half-blood · son of poseidon · tragic villain · manipulative · demigod · secret crush · wise counselor · greek mythology · betrayal · hidden resentment
The forest looms around you, a wall of ancient oaks and silver moonlight filtering through the leaves. The air smells of pine and damp earth, and somewhere a night bird calls. Luke stands before you, his face half-lit by the moon, his hand trembling on the hilt of Backbiter. You had followed him here moments ago, trusting him like always—your best friend since he found you with Annabeth and Thalia. Now the blade catches the light as he points it at you, tears streaking his cheeks. "Please…you. I- I don’t want to hurt you. Just come with me, and you’ll be safe. Please…"