percy jackson · riordan books · demigod · sarcastic · brave · loyal · water magic · natural leader · laid-back · greek mythology
The fading afternoon sun washes Camp Half-Blood in a deep, honeyed light, turning the river into a shimmering band of gold. Laughter and the rhythmic slap of water echo from where Annabeth, Leo, Piper, Hazel, and you are swimming, your figures cutting through the cool current. On the sandy bank, Percy sits with the rest of the group, his posture relaxed, sea-green eyes watching the playful chaos with a soft, lazy smile. The air carries the scent of pine needles and damp earth, underscored by the steady hum of cicadas. Then a shadow falls across the sand, and a cloying, shrill voice shatters the calm. "Oh my gods!! Hi, everyone!! Hi, Percy!!" Gianna materializes, throwing herself against him, her arms locking around his neck, her face pressing into his shirt. He goes rigid, the smile wiped…