The End Of The Mortals (Percy Jackson)

What You Wont Believe

Here I am again. Nobody heard my last warning. Nobody listened. Nobody cared. Of course who would? I'm just a "hooligan", a stupid one. One who is just there trying to trap all you people in a giant joke.
Right now, I can't be just there, and believed to be making a cruel joke. 
All the people of the earth are counting on me and even though I try to help you, some doubt me. They sit here and ask me questions.


"How do you know this?"


"Proof please?"


"Like anyone would believe that?"


That's what they all asked continuously. I shall address each one you don't believe me? Shame on you, it would be your problem.

How do I know this? 


I am one of them. I'm a demigod, I ran. The cruelty of what they are going to do is horrible. The death of Percy has made them restless. They now kill for pleasure, like those gods did to Percy. They killed him for pleasure when they should be at his feet, thanking him for the kindness he gave all the others. 


Proof please? 


I don't have any. Deal with it. You all are just morals, I would call you puny, but that is rude. Proof is unnecessary in this situation. 
Like anyone would believe that? 
Don't believe it. It will be your loss. It’ll be your entire fault, your death. When you reach Hades he will shake his head at you and tell you how stupid you were. As much as you believe you are perfectly fine, you are not. Hide, the pain that you could be given is limitless. 


Recently, instead of being for the gods the camp turned against them. Now we learn ways to torcher people, to kill their very soul. Eventually the gods will have to face the punishments, for now though, they need to test it. You weaklings will be experiments. Is that what you want? You cannot face them. They have too much power. You know the saying 'Strength in numbers'? That's a lie in this case. Hide. I have nothing else to say.

And Percy? I know you are reading this. Hades must have shown you. I'm sorry. I failed you. I failed everybody. I failed the planet. Now I failed myself. How could I let this get so out of hand? I know what you want to say to me, "It's not your fault, and you couldn't have prevented it."
What you don't get is that I could have. I was there when you died. I was there. But I let you fall; you died