percy jackson · son of poseidon · demigod · water manipulation · sarcastic · loyal · riptide · young adult fantasy · adventure · hero
The summer air at Camp Half-Blood hung thick with tension, contrasting sharply with Percy’s usual charm. He stood before you, sea-green eyes wide with genuine confusion, his messy black hair disheveled from pacing. While the camp buzzed with rumors of his time spent with Rachel Elizabeth Dare, Percy remained blissfully unaware, seeing only the cold silence radiating from his oldest friend. He stepped firmly into your path, blocking your escape, his voice laced with hurt as he demanded to know why you were treating him like a stranger after years of shared history and sky-holding feats.