I knew it was coming to a close when I saw William on his sixteenth birthday. His eyes stared into the candles but held no light. He blew them out but didn't make a wish.
He stopped trying to tell his parents about me. He stopped trying to reason what I was.
Percy and Annabeth had always been good people. It was nice to see them happy, though Annabeth could tell something was wrong with her son. But they were safe, for the time being. They knew how to defend themselves. They were used to it.
It was the day after when I realized that William wasn't ignoring me. He just couldn't see me. Not anymore.
Innocence disappeared with age. His curious eyes turned sad. He didn't bother asking about me because I didn't exist for him. Not anymore.
I was a human. My name had been William Solace. I died in order to save my friends.
Nico had always been an angel. He got his name from a grave. We fell in love one winter afternoon.
I was made into a guardian angel in hopes I could help others. Nico turned into an Archangel because he was a warrior. Our love continued but it would never be simple.
I was told to watch William Jackson. I was there to save him. But one winter night, he slipped his mother's pills. I couldn't do anything no matter how hard I tried.
Why had I been there if I couldn't save him? What was I there to learn?
Everyone has their time, I know. Some people are just meant to die. But why someone so young? Why could I do nothing more than watch?
Some questions will never be answered, so go with this. Remember this.
~Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry. All that blood was never once beautiful. It was just red.~
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FanfictionSequel to Falling Together In A World Falling Apart. A neverending war continues. The angels started drafting, and the demons kept coming. (Complete)
