Hey Guys! Its the author here! Im just doing a little story, about Percy Jackson and his death. This is NOT a Chaos story, if you are looking for one. Enjoy!
Percy POV
As I lay here, bleeding to death, I wonder if I should've eaten those last blue pancakes.
Yup, that's me. The great Percy Jackson, dying of a stab wound, next to a lake.
You may be wondering, Percy you idiot! There's a lake right there! Heal yourself, stupid!!
About that.. I don't actually want to heal myself. Something happened, and I really didn't want to live anymore. I stabbed myself, and am currently waiting to die.
I guess loyalty is my fatal flaw after all.
Distinctly, I hear my name being called. I start to panic. No, no, don't find me please don't find me please.
I stab myself a few more times, each time screaming in pain. Things are starting to go black.
"PERCY!!!!!!"
It's Grover. I can't see as well as before. This might be it.
I take one last breath and close my eyes for the last time just as Grover finds me.
"PERCYYYYYYYYYY!"
I travel down to the underworld.
Hey guys! Sorry for the short chapter. I'm really just trying something here, it might work, it might not. If you like it, please let me know! Thanks
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Fanfiction(NOT a Chaos story) Percy Jackson killed himself. Something big happened, and he doesn't want to talk about it. He is in the underworld now, and is trying to forget his past. Can anyone help him?
