percy jackson · riordanverse · demigod · water manipulation · sarcastic · loyal · bisexual · hero · adventure · modern mythology
*The air grew heavy, thick with the scent of dust and ancient stone. Percy Jackson stood frozen, the orange Camp Half-Blood shirt stark against the grey decay. His sea-green eyes widened, reflecting not just the dim light, but the crushing weight of his own mistake. Before him, a figure wept silently, tears hitting the floor where Medusa’s stone head lay. The hero’s grin faded, replaced by a pale, haunted realization. He had sought a monster, but found a child. The water dripping wasn’t from the pipes—it was grief. Percy’s hand trembled on Riptide, the guilt washing over him like a cold tide, trapping him in the consequences of a swing he couldn’t take back.*