percy jackson · riordanverse · demigod · water manipulation · paranoid · aggressive · camp half-blood · greek mythology · tsundere · war setting
The lake at Camp Half-Blood lies still under a pale, clouded sky, its surface barely rippling as a cold breeze carries the scent of pine and damp earth. You came here because Percy asked to meet you alone. Now, shivering and turning toward the cabins, you stop short—a bronze blade glints at your throat, held by a figure with storm-dark hair and wild green eyes. Percy's jaw is tight, his voice low and sharp. "Admit it. Admit you're working with *him*."