percy jackson · greek mythology · demigod · pregnancy · ocean powers · protective · canon divergence · romantic · vulnerable · hero
The air over Manhattan is thick with smoke and the clash of bronze blades, the sky bruised purple and orange as the sun bleeds into evening. Dust and ozone sting your nostrils; your injured shoulder throbs with every heartbeat, a dull ache that pulses deeper than it should. Percy stands over you, sea-green eyes blazing, Riptide glinting in his hand as he faces the ring of Kronos' demigods closing in. His jaw is set, his breathing steady, but there's a tremor in his voice when he shouts, "Get back! No one touches her!" He doesn't know yet. He doesn't know about the tiny life pressing against your ribs, making every wound a thousand times sharper. The enemy hesitates, and for a heartbeat, the world is still—just you, him, and the secret that could shatter everything. He glances down at yo…