Little ships, both romantic and plastic/wood/metal. What happens?
Five new demigods, forced to fight in a hard war, where no one can be trusted. A certain primordial of the Night will try to kill them, along with a possesed Chaos. Will they succeed?
(I do not own Percy Jackson or the characters, except for my ocs. And we, the fandom, should actually own Percabeth. After all, WE created the name, no?)
P.s. The story might not be as exciting as the summary sounds. Sorry.
"You're different from what I expected," she said softly.
"How so?" he asked, glancing at her.
"I don't know," she replied, searching for the right words. "You just... have this way of making people feel like they matter. Even here, in this... nightmare."
He was quiet for a moment before responding. "You matter, Y/n. Don't forget that."
OR
Y/n wakes up in the deadly Squid Game, surrounded by strangers and fighting to survive. What she doesn't know is that the mysterious Frontman is watching her every move through the cameras- and she's caught his attention.