Honour and sacrifice
Death unleashed
I squeezed my eyes shut when I saw the bomb. It sailed toward me over the tall pine trees that dominated the woods. I knew I would not survive. It exploded two feet away, and the world went dark. For good.
I comforted Phoebe as she cried into my sleeve. I couldn't believe it either. He was dead. Anger bubbled through my veins and I quietly swore vengeance for his death. After the attack, the demigods-the ones who made it out-took shelter in a small cottage about 5 kilometres away from camp half blood. Half of us probably went the exact opposite way. Of course that moment didn't last that long before our next attack.
Notes
Is this tragic enough?
@Constrictor
Sorry I kinda thought about the "one second knocked out and the next fighting" I doesn't seem so realistic:)
2/24/15