Whispers fly around, from demigod to God. "Who killed him? Who killed Perseus Jackson?"
Well the answer is right there,
For all to see, because he lies in the woods with tracks made by rivers of tears still evident upon his pale~much too pale~ face.And yet, you still question his death, still question the very fact that, while he may have finished the deed, you started it. You pushed and dragged him down to the cliff, and left him to fall.
So tell me, was it worth it? Was it worth the death of a boy not yet eighteen? Because he doesn't seem to think so, his soul eternally broken and never able to live again.
"Who killed him? Who killed Perseus Jackson?"
Well the answer is right in front of you, for all to see.
Because it was you who killed him.
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I did warn you it was depressing.
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Who Killed Perseus Jackson?
FanfictionThe whispers fly from demigod to god "Who killed him? Who killed Perseus Jackson?" DISCLAIMER: I own nothing (Warning: Implied suicide)