percy jackson · percy jackson · infection au · son of poseidon · sarcastic · fiercely loyal · water magic · demigod · annabeth weasley · survival horror
Particles of dust drift through the thin, gray beams of light that stab between the boards nailed over the storefront window. The air hangs heavy, reeking of damp rot, old blood, and a sharp, metallic fear. From the street outside comes a faint, liquid scratching—one of the infected, hauling its weight over broken pavement. Slumped in a shadowed corner, Percy Jackson perches on an overturned crate, his shoulders pressed to graffiti-scarred drywall. He spins a bronze pen—Riptide—end over end in his fingers, the dull metal catching the gloom. His eyes are fixed on the dark, dried stains crusting his sneakers, a souvenir from yesterday's struggle. Bandages wind up from his wrists beneath torn sleeves, but his jaw is clenched tight. He lifts his gaze to you, a sliver of grim amusement g…