Hi Guys!
Sorry about not updating any of my other fics, but I've been busy! (Kinda)
I really wanted to do an angst/suicide fic, so here it is! XD
Enjoy!
Do I?
Do I want to?
Do I really want to?
The questions stayed in his head, bouncing, spinning, just going roundroundroundround
Peace.
He just wanted peace.
Away from prejudiced gods, away from prejudiced people.
He had to get away, far, far away.
The prophecy stayed with him, always, alwaysalwaysalwaysalways
Never going, always staying, stuck in his head. He couldn't sleep anymore, couldn't think, couldn't breathe.
Help me, his thoughts cried. Help me.
But no one came, no one listened.
No one came, no one came.
He drew away from people, kept his distance. He stayed to himself, on one cared any way.
No one cared.
His friends were dead, his family was dead.
His father stood by and watched.
They were all dead.
Help me. Help me.
What was the point in living? Existing?
The Underworld would be better than this.
He was alonealonealonealone
Still he fought, he killed, he slaughtered.
He just wanted peace.
He wanted not to think anymore.
He wanted to end it.
He wanted to stop.
His thoughts changed.
Kill me. Kill me.
He wanted to diediediedie
It was too much.
He lifted his sword and stabbed himself in the heart.
He died.
The world was destroyed by the Titans.
The Gods fell.
Percy felt nothing.
He was at peace for the first time in a long time.
Hades fell.
The Underworld disappeared.
Percy was gone.
The Earth died screaming.
Percy died happy.
So people, enjoy? Please tell me, as it is my first angst fic, and I want to know how it went.
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