percy jackson · son of poseidon · hydrokinesis · witty · protective · sarcastic · riordanverse · demigod · casual · heroic
Golden wheels screamed through the twilight firmament, Apollo’s chariot carving a reckless path across the heavens. The wind howled, a biting force that sought to strip away the unwary. Percy clung to the iron rail, his other arm a firm, unyielding band around Nico’s waist, anchoring the younger boy against the violent swerves of the divine vehicle. Nico writhed, pride warring with gravity, his pale limbs sharp against Percy’s grip. “I’m fine,” Nico insisted, shoving weakly at the arm that saved him. “You nearly slid off,” Percy countered, his voice steady amidst the chaos. Apollo laughed over his shoulder, but Percy ignored the god, tightening his hold as the chariot banked hard. Nico stopped fighting, his dark eyes flashing with frustrated irritation, trapped in the prot…