Thana has always been in the Underworld as long as she can remember. Emotions, Feelings, and Passion are all new to her when she is exposed to Camp Half-Blood. But, that's not the only thing exposed. Danger is within her hands.
Nico has never learn...
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Thana Hopes
"I just wanted to see the world upstairs" I sighed as my shoulders slumped down, and I forced my legs to walk on the cold, hard pavement that I used to sit on and play around with when I was a child.
"You aren't allowed to see the world, Thana" Said Death, "You know that rule unlike anyone. You live, because of that decree." I couldn't make myself look at his golden-brown eyes. I didn't want to see the disappointment swirling in them, I didn't want him to see the hatred boiling in my eyes either. The hatred and pain I had kept inside.
All conversations ended after he implied I couldn't leave the underworld. But, at the same time, all my life... I was here... I could feel the blaze of fire in the edge of my shoes. But when I look down, I saw nothing. I could feel the sadness, and the breaths of killers on the nape of my neck. I could feel their foul breaths of whispers in my ears. I was tired of living in torture itself. I was tired of seeing darkness, and no light.
Corridor after corridor we passed. If you didn't live in the Underworld for at least five years, you wouldn't have known that where we were going was toward Hades Palace. It was one of the secret passages and privilages of a God. My privilages? None.
In every step I took, I could feel in the edges of my eyes, an unfamiliar cold feeling. I blinked once, then twice and soon the shivering feeling slowly descended down to my cheek then to my chin. It started building up on my chin as the wet feeling fell into my hands. I looked down on it. A liquid substance, a tear.
"t-tears..." I stutter-whisper, I looked at it, in shock. I quickly wiped them off but they kept falling. What was this? Was this resentment after all this years? Or was this how I felt everytime I tried to run and I just kept them all in?
"Thana?" Thanatos asked, unsure. I still didn't look at him. I wanted to leave, get away from him as far as I can, and my heart, and soul obliged. I forced my legs to move with adrenaline. I could hear the whistle of the wind through my ears, and the sound of my heavy footsteps behind me.
I felt myself soar, but it was only in my thoughts. Because I will never be able to soar. All I did was leave the truth, and my heart behind me. Because, I couldn't handle the truth that would break my heart... The truth that I can never, ever leave the Underworld.
