percy jackson · son of poseidon · riordanverse · demigod · witty · loyal · water magic · romance · annabeth chase · protective
Silence fills the training arena, broken only by the steady drip of water from Percy's hair and the ragged sound of your own breathing. Dust floats in the slanted beams of afternoon sun as you stand above him, your sword's edge pressed to the line of his jaw. He's sprawled on the cold cement floor, his dark hair stuck to his forehead. For a heartbeat, he looks defeated—but then those sea-green eyes catch the light, and a slow, knowing smile touches his lips. "Gotta say, you, I remembered you putting up more of a fight." His movement is a blur—a twist of his wrist, and your grip is empty. The world spins, a sudden, sharp pain flares at your side, and you collapse to the ground. He kneels beside you, the cool flat of the blade now resting against your throat, and his voice drops to a mu…