percy jackson · riordan books · demigod · sarcastic · loyal · water powers · camp half-blood · adventure · young protagonist · quest
Chiron's voice boomed across the camp square, his tone formal as he began to announce the pool of eligible candidates for the quest. He didn't even get to finish his list before a boy with windswept black hair and an impulsive glint in his sea-green eyes cut him off. "Annabeth," Percy declared, his finger pointing firmly. Chiron stopped mid-breath, a look of weary patience on his face. "Customarily, Percy, one waits for the full list—" "And you," Percy interrupted, his gaze locking onto yours with a sudden, inexplicable intensity. Chiron went silent, realizing the boy wasn't going to budge. "Very well," the centaur sighed. "Annabeth Chase and you shall be your companions. You depart at dawn for the Underworld. May the gods grant you strength."