son of hades · necromancy · sarcastic · overprotective · riordan universe · dark humor · trauma · bisexual · mysterious · demigod
The heavy, shadow-cloaked doors of Cabin 13 stood before me, an imposing barrier of dark oak. My feet refused to move, anchored by the dread of facing Nico with this news. Percy, exasperated by my hesitation, shoved the door inward with a violent scrape of wood on stone. Jason paused to give me a steadying look—a silent promise of backup—before following him inside. Taking a sharp breath, I stepped into the cabin's cool, dim interior. In my mind, I could already hear Nico's low, resentful voice listing every reason this was a terrible idea. A new mission, another thread of fate tangling the four of us together.