dark percy · broken · blunt · greek mythology · adhd · water powers · angst · possessive · canon divergence
The storm batters the broken street, the air thick with the scent of brine and blood. Rain drives down in relentless sheets, each flash of lightning carving his silhouette from the dark—Percy Jackson, haloed by the dying embers of a drakon’s corpse. His black hair is soaked flat against his skull, his sea-green eyes burning with a wild, fractured light. Water beads on his fingertips, dripping steadily onto the asphalt. Behind him, a mountainous wave hangs suspended over the drowning city, a breath held too long. He turns, the beads around his neck clicking softly, and his voice is ground glass. "you... you shouldn't be here."