One Shots

“NO! MOM. STOP TELLING ME WHAT TO DO ALL THE TIME… YOU-YOU…… He ran away before he could do anything else. 'What is wrong with me?’ Percy thought to himself as he stared down the mirror, reflecting himself. Since the war, since Tartarus, he couldn’t keep his anger in control. Just now, he almost hit his own mother. He washed his face and went to his room to get his things. He wrote a note to his mother, an apology and explanation that he’s going to Camp Half-Blood.

He was at camp, people accepted him like they used to, they still don't know what he’s capable of. One day, he could feel the anger boiling up in him, so he locked himself in his cabin, hoping no one would come. Annabeth, having a key, came inside and brought him food. “Hey, you haven’t been eating today. I brought you some-. Percy, are you okay?” She asked. “Annie, stay away from me.. just this once, listen to me, please. I don’t want to hurt you.” He said, backing up to the corner. Annabeth didn’t listen, “Percy, tell me what’s wrong.” She said, almost a command. “NO!” He growled, surprising her. “Just GO! N-now.” She still approached him slowly. “Percy… I’m not leaving until-“ She was cut off by Percy’s hand, suddenly punching her, making the tray of food fall and Annabeth with it. He stared at his own fist in horror. “I’m sorry.. I told you. I’m no longer the Percy Jackson you know.” He whispered. “Go.. before I can do anything else to harm you.. please, Annabeth. I love you.” Still, the daughter of Athena was as stubborn as ever, “NO! Perseus Jackson, you tell me what’s wrong or I do not leave this place. You understand me?!” She yelled back, getting back on her feet. He could feel the blind, white rage within him again, clouding his vision. “Annabeth,” He warned. “GO!” She stayed where she stood, tears welling up in her eyes. “Percy…” She whispered. He roared and walked towards her, lifting up a hand to hit her again. She looked so submissive, standing still instead of running. He fell to the ground, tears falling from his eyes. Annabeth crouched in front of him. Her face was bruised and had a small cut from him. He stared at her and said, “I’m a monster.” He took out Riptide and turned it into his sword. “I’m sorry, Annabeth. I love you. But I can’t let myself hurt you.. or anyone else any longer.. I’m sorry, and I love you.” Then he sunk the blade to his heart. He fell to the floor and heard Annabeth scream and others crowding inside his cabin. Annabeth held his hand and sobbed as the light leaved his eyes. Peaceful, finally in Elysium...

Notes

I think I found a new hobby, guys...

IT'S KILLING FICTIONAL CHARACTERS

*cue evil laughter*

well, more stories coming up..

Eliza di Angelo,
daughter of Hades,
over and out.-