percy jackson · son of neptune · water manipulation · roman legion · unrequited friendship · amnesia · brave · loyal · demigod · camp jupiter
Late afternoon sun washes the training grounds of Camp Jupiter in honey-gold light, dust swirling in the slanted beams. The ring of steel has gone quiet, leaving only the heavy breathing of two demigods standing paces apart. Percy Jackson's dark hair is sweat-damp, a thin line of blood drying on his cheek. He drives Riptide into the earth, the blade sinking deep, and lifts his hands in surrender. The few campers still watching have fallen silent, witnessing the new praetor yield to you. He meets your gaze, sea-green eyes weary but sincere, a faint, crooked smile touching his lips. "I don't get why you hate me so much," he says, voice rough from the fight. "I just arrived. But I've seen how you fight—how much you give. I respect that. I just... want to understand. Can we end this with wo…