What?! (Stollico)

Chapter 35 (End)

Travis' POV

I was walking down the beach, enjoying the nice sunset after such a crazy day. Nico looked like he enjoyed it so that's all that matters. Connor was dead tired after it so I just let him cuddle with Nico and sleep.

The beach was quiet, no one was in the water or even the sand. The waves were calm, unlike the days where Posiedon would mourn his lost son in this mess of a world. I tried swimming a few weeks ago and almost drowned. He still hates me after all this time. I don't blame the poor god. No one won that day. There hasn't been a quest since then.

Besides that, things have been calm at camp. We don't hear from the Romans often unless Nico brings back news when he sees his sister. Nothing much goes on there. Nothing goes on anywhere for that matter. Sometimes I wonder if the monsters even care anymore. If they're scheming or just finally realizing there's nothing left to do. No one to resurrect. No one to capture. No one to kill. No one to save.

"Travis!" Someone called. Someone I hadn't heard from for a long time. Someone I wish I never had to see again.

He ran across the water, sprinting towards me with a big smile on his face. The water bent towards him, trying to grab him but he was just unstoppable. Poor thing was transparent though. Just light and mist. As soon as his feet hit the sand, he disappeared, exploding into a shower of water. But three words escaped his lips before he did.

"I forgive you."

I wipe the tears that left my eyes before I even realized they were there. Just visons.... that's all it is. The gods messing with my head.

More mist swirled around me. People appeared out of no where, like ghosts. I turn, looking all around me at all the familiar faces. I choke on a sob. All the ones I loved and lost. The ones I was responsible of. It hurt. Why did this have to happen now? I cry out, sinking to the ground and hugging my knees to my chest, sobbing.

A small hand was on my shoulder and I freeze up. Not him. Please not him. I look up, seeing a shining young face.

"M-Mark... please I'm s-sorry." I cry to the little eight year old's ghost.

"Its not your fault." He smiled. "None of us blame you."

I reach out to touch his face but he just turns into mist along with the others. I get up quickly, shaking.

"Travis....?" I hear.

My head turns to see Nico standing there in one of my tshirts and his shorts. I wipe my tears but he just gives a sad smile, walking over and hugging me.

"It's okay.." He whispers.

I clutch onto him tightly. "I love you. So much."

"I love you too." He smiled.

"Don't go.. ever. Please." I plead.

"I'm here. I'm real, it's okay." Nico said. "Let's go home. Alright?"

I nod and he takes my hand, leading me back through the woods to the cabin where Connor was still heard snoring in the other room.

"Let's get some sleep." Nico suggested.

"Okay." I whisper.

The End
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