Origins of Olympus Oneshots (Season 1 and 2) *completed*

Riccaro It's Alright

So this is a song oneshot. The song used is Why by NF. I also live NF so this will be fun. In this oneshot Riccaro will think about all the destruction his magic did to the camp. Everyone keeps telling him to control it but he can't. Now onto the oneshot.

Riccaro POV
Xylo came up to me and said, "While we fix this camp leave and practice your power. Someone will get you when you can come back." "But I don't want to be alone!" I said crying. Davis and Lychee came up and hugged me. "Until you can control your power you are a danger to us all." I cried and ran off into the woods. I came to a small clearing. Why did I think they would care? "Yeah, what's your definition of success? (ay) I don't trust the thoughts that come inside my head (woo.)" How do I train my power? "I don't trust this thing that beats inside my chest. Who I am and who I wanna be cannot connect; why?" I dont want to be my dad. I want to be different! "Don't think I deserve it? You get no respect (woo.)" I get no respect when I try to fix things. "Let You Down goes triple platinum, yeah, okay, okay, I guess (ay) Smile for a moment then these questions startin' to fill my head, not again!" I always fake a smile to keep others happy. Am I good enough. Do I deserve love? Why do these question always pop up. "I push away the people that I love the most; why? (woo) I don't want no one to know I'm vulnerable; why? (woo.)" Why do I try and push people out of my problems. I start to use my fire without me realizing and the tree above me gets put on fire. "That makes me feel weak and so uncomfortable; why? (ay) Stop askin' me questions, I just wanna feel alive
Until I die—this isn't Nate's flow (woo)
Just let me rhyme; I'm in disguise
I'm a busy person, got no time for lies; one of a kind." I really am one of a kind. A small tornado starts to form and destroy trees. (Seek is shaking in his boots) "They don't see it; I pull out they eyes; I'm on the rise! I've been doin' this for most my life with no advice (woo) Take my chances, I just roll the dice, do what I like." I always take a chance and things never go how they should. A thunderstorm started. "As a kid, I was afraid of heights, put that aside. Now I'm here and they look so surprised, well so am I, woo!" Maybe I shouldn't came to earth. "They don't invite me to the parties but I still arrive. Kick down the door and then I go inside. Give off that "I do not belong here" vibe. Then take the keys right off the counter, let's go for a ride." I was never invited to things I usually had to go by myself. The fire started to spread like wild fire. I remember the look of all my 'friends' "Why do y'all look mortified? (ay) I keep to myself, they think I'm sorta shy, organized." I never tell anyone how I feel. "If I should stick my knife inside of Pennywise I, I don't care what anybody else thinks—lies." They don't like me they only lie to my face. Why am I so blind to it. "I do not need nobody to help me—lies. I kinda feel guilty 'cause I'm wealthy; why? I don't understand, it's got me questionin' like, "Why?" Why do I not let anyone help me? "Back when I ain't had a dime, but had the drive Back before I ever signed, I. questioned life, like, "Who am I, man?" Woo! Nothin' to me's ever good enough. I could be workin' for twenty-four hours a day and think I never did enough." I never made anyone happy did I? The tornado got bigger. The waved by the ocean starts to move rapidly. "When they talk about the greatest, they gon' probably never put us in the conversation
Like somethin' then I gotta take it
Write somethin' then I might erase it
I love it, then I really hate it." They won't ever let me be happy will they. I then hear a voice in my head. "What's the problem, Riccaro?" I start to think of an answer. " I don't know! I know I like to preach to always be yourself (yeah) But my emotions make me feel like I am someone else Me and pride had made a pact that we don't need no help. Which feels like I'm at war inside myself but I forgot the shells." Why must my emotions fight who I want to be? A branch above me is hanging by a thread. "A lot of people know me, but not a lot know me well
Hold my issues up for all to see, like show and tell. A lot of people know me, but they don't know me." I realized all the friends I made. I look up and a bug branch drops down on me. I see everyone running and crying but the branch consumes me making me only see black.

Hope you enjoyed and see you in the next oneshot.