So I headcanon her to be a couple years older than Percy, maybe 18 or 19 in SON
And Percy is supposed to represent the gentler aspects of Poseidon, right? So he controls salt and fresh water, is energized and healed by it, and causes the occasional mini hurricane.
Her powers are darker and much more taxing. Earthquakes, hurricanes, tsunamis, she causes utter destruction. But these powers are taxing. And instead of being healed by water, it saps her strength and tries to tear her down. While Percy works with the water, guiding it and passing power back and forth, she has to force it do what she wants, and it fights her every move.
The romans feared the sea, so they fear her too and keep her as an almost prisoner. She’ll never have any political power, but when the wars start and threat grows too big, they bring the daughter of Neptune in.
She has an angular face and Percy’s brooding expression, but colder. Dark eyebrows, blue eyes so dark they’re almost black, her face hidden in shadow most of the time.
She grew up in Seattle, a city of storms and rain, in wooden house on the coast with her mother. When she was twelve they had a fight, and she felt pressure build up inside her until it had be released and with a scream a towering wave crashed through the front of the house. When she finally found her mom among the wreckage, there was no pulse.
So she spends her time with Lupa, then makes it to the legion. As a daughter of Neptune no one trusts her, but they grow to fear her.
The first time she bloodbended was when a first cohort kid cornered her an alleyway and called her a monster for killing her mom. Her vision went red and she reached out, felt the blood pulsing under his skin and through his tissue. How hard would it be to stop that flow? So she does, and he gasps and falls to the ground, eyes bulging. She feels his pulse waning, his blood slowing in his veins, his brain crying for oxygen. And she releases her hold. He was right, after all.
Rumors spread, and soon she had an audience with both praetors. They agreed to leave her alone as long as she didn’t use her powers like that ever again. She agreed, but let the threat of blood bending hang over them. If you ever do something I don’t like, I will destroy you.
But she blood blends monsters all the time, blocks the carotid artery or even the aorta, sometimes forcing their arms and legs to move against their will. Does she enjoy it? If the only options are to hate herself or take pleasure in it, she chooses the latter.
There are always whispers about her, the daughter of Neptune who lives alone on the hill. A black mark on the legion’s shining history. She visits Poseidon’s throne to spit on it, he cursed her with these powers, he made her what she is.
And so when Percy shows up, Reyna is very uncomfortable. She’s seen how powerful a child of Neptune can be. If Percy is an enemy, he had to be eliminated immediately.
But he isn’t a threat, and she can see that. He’s different in some way, calmer, more willing to help.
When Percy meets his sister, he sees a dark shell. The sea is always shifting, moody and dark, stormy, calm. If Percy is the calm, what is she? She scares him in a way he can’t put a finger on until he realizes: he’s afraid of becoming her. How could she turn out like that?
But after Tartarus, he gets it. He’s seen the weight that rests on Jason’s shoulders, the self-hatred Nico barely keeps in check, the fear in Hazel’s eyes when she grabbed that diamond from Don. Power is no easy burden, and the more of it you have, the harder is to keep it from controlling you.
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