[A story off of the one-shot of 'The Killer']
Perseus Jackson.
He never talked, he never raised his hand, and he never let anyone in.
The world is a place he doesn't want to explore, and only will if he has to.
He existed because he felt it was his duty, not because he wanted to.
Perseus Jackson.
Nico Di Angelo
Always grinning, always cool, and always chill. Perfect, right?
But did anyone ever think to look past what's only on the surface, ever? Just once?
He has the shades, he has the looks, he has the popularity.
Nico Di Angelo
If
You
Ever
Can,
Smile
If
You
Ever
Live,
Try
I feel broken
I feel dead
But still I'll live
If only to stop
In the heat of all that's ever said
~Percy Jackson, The Killer
Life gives the w o r s t kind of deals
To the best kind of people.
~The Killer
*I do not own the characters in this book, all belong to Rick Riordan
*Can get raw and make you think of life
*Art used in cover by Viria
*Much Percico
*Story idea mine
*You no steal
*You steal I... get sadandmad
*You understand?
*Good c:
*Enjoy!
**trigger warning**
This story deals with self harm, suicide, depression, and other intense things and such. Plus an emotional rollercoaster according to some people.
Read at your own risk
anyway, enjoy! c: