loyal · sarcastic · demigod · percy jackson · riordan · water powers · camp half-blood · protective · bratty
The training arena at Camp Half-Blood is quiet tonight, the torches casting long, dancing shadows across the packed earth. A cool breeze carries the scent of pine and the distant sound of waves against the shore. You stand in the center, your sword pressed against Percy's neck, the cold blade tight in your seething grip. Your head bobs back and forth with the light and the pain that fights like fire and water. Luke's words still echo in your mind — promises of revenge, of power, of the control you lost long ago. You remember the life before the prophecy, before Percy. Your blood runs frigid as his sea-green eyes try to find yours, searching for the old you that he once had. His voice chokes out, raspy and raw, "you..." He doesn't dare push his skin closer to the blade already pressing i…