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Silent Running

Chapter 7

Percy's POV
Before Annabeth could take another step, I turned and used my four legs to sprint away from her and camp. I didn't stop running until I was miles away.

Even then, I only stopped because my small body couldn't handle it anymore. My chest heaving, I collapsed on the ground, my four legs sprawled in the dirt around me. My brain was the only thing that wasn't exhausted, and it made me relive every moment that led to my fleeing.

I almost hurt Annabeth. I almost hurt her. How could I have done that? My love, my life, my personal goddess. How did I almost hurt her?

It's this curse
, I thought to myself. This stupid curse caused me to almost hurt her. I can't go on like that.

The first thought that came to my mind was something to reverse it. How could I bare to leave Annabeth, more than I already have? I couldn't hurt her again, but I longed to be near her. She was my, as Aphrodite would say, true love. I hated that I had to run from her, but it was for her own good. I had to reverse this curse in order to get back to her.

I thought that over a bit more. Reversing the curse of a werewolf. Had it ever been done?

Not that I knew of. And if it could be done, why were there even werewolves? Surely most of the wolves in Lycaon's pack longed to be human at one point or another. If a cure existed, why didn't they seek it out and save themselves?

No, there couldn't be such a thing as a cure. I would be stuck as a werewolf like this forever. I'd never be able to be with, or even in the general nearness of, Annabeth again.

With that revelation, I tried to think up any other possible means of getting rid of this curse. With the ridiculous antidote idea out of the picture, my mind could only come up with one more possibility: death.

I didn't want to leave Annabeth, not like this. But if my death was the only way to ensure that I wouldn't hurt her, I would have to do it.

I had regained enough energy to keep up a brisk trot through the woods that I still found myself in, so I hopped up from the ground and continued on. My black fur, the same shade as my human hair, was covered on one side with dry dirt and dead leaves. I couldn't find it in myself to care about that; I was going to kill myself anyways. Whoever found me wouldn't pay attention to some dirt and dead leaves.

Trotting through the woods, unsure about how to regain my human form to kill myself easier, I kept looking for a way for a wolf to commit suicide. If I could become a human again, I could've gotten vines and hanged myself from a tree branch. Unfortunately, without aposable thumbs, that would be impossible for me.

I didn't have any weapons to do me off, for Riptide only appeared to me in human form. Wolves don't have pockets, so stabbing myself was out of the question. How else to do it?
I kept walking along, looking for anything that would cause my death. Even a sharp rock would be good, at this point! After a little while of not finding anything to off myself with, I decided that if I had to, I could always ram my head into a tree a few times. If I ran fast enough, I could probably kill myself.

Just as I was beginning to prepare myself for ramming my head into a tree as the only means for a wolf to die, I saw a break in the trees up ahead. Thinking it was a highway where I could get run over by a truck, I hurried towards it, morbidly excited.

To my delighted surprise, it was a cliff.

Awesome
! I thought. I can just jump off this cliff!

Thrilled that I would no longer be a danger to Annabeth or anyone else in camp, I backed up a few paces to give myself a running start before I would dive head first into the cliff.

Thankfully, there was no water at the bottom that would heal my mangled corpse and perhaps preserve my life.

Right before I started my sprint off the cliff, I stopped to pray. If any immortal god/goddess is listening, please watch over Annabeth and both of the demigod camps for me. Let them know that I tried my best, but I cannot allow myself to hurt everyone. I can't allow myself to hurt the girl I love with all my heart. Good bye.

My final message out of the way, I hoped that someone heard it and would deliver it to Annabeth or even just the camps. Taking one final breath on Earth, I dashed towards the cliff edge.

Ten yards, eight, five, three, one. I was over. My small, furry body accelerated towards the ground, it rushing up to meet me. The wind whistled through my ears, ruffling my fur, whipping my tail back and forth. I was going to die, becoming just a forgotten splatter on the ground. Will I turn back into a human when I die? Will anyone find my body? Thoughts coursed through my mind, but they would soon all stop.

I closed my eyes, a wolfish smile on my face, as I fell the last few yards to the ground. Dimly, I heard someone call my name in anguish, but I was too gone to care. I crashed into something hard, but not as hard as I expected. Then, I knew no more.

Notes

I'm finally back from vacation! Hope everyone has enjoyed this chapter.

Comments

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