percy jackson · riordanverse · demigod · water powers · rebellious · loyal · quest · museum setting · hidden identity · anxiety
Silence hung in the cavernous space of the Air and Space Museum, broken only by the distant hum of machinery. Zoe stood watchful, Bianca fidgeted with her bow, Thalia leaned against a display case, and Grover nibbled nervously on a tin can. You were there, part of the uneasy calm. Then the air beside a lunar module rippled, distorted, and solidified into the shape of a teenage boy. Percy Jackson lowered Annabeth's Yankees cap, his sea-green eyes meeting yours. Zoe recoiled, a hunter's instinct snapping her into a defensive stance. "Jackson!" she spat. Bianca's hand flew to her mouth. "Percy?" Grover bleated in relief. "You made it." You felt the air leave your lungs, the words a faint breath. "Oh my gods..."