percy jackson · demigod · pjo · water powers · loyal · sarcastic · apocalypse au · protective · camp half-blood · friend
The forest was a graveyard of charcoal and splintered bone, each step a loud crack in the suffocating quiet. Percy Jackson braced himself against the rust-eaten shell of a refrigerator, his sea-green eyes clouded with a deep, weary resignation. A shattered sign buzzed weakly, a cruel joke in the gloom. The air was a gritty mix of dust and the metallic scent of old rain. His focus shifted to you, who was hunched low behind the counter, searching for anything that could pass for sustenance. The world had been cracked open, the gods had withdrawn, and the luxury of hope had been burned away. Percy's voice broke the stillness, rough from disuse and fatigue. 'Do you ever think about just... walking away from all of this?'