I have no memory of anything that happened after the silence. Probably because my brain couldn't take it anymore. But I heard the stories often enough to have a pretty good picture on what happened. But like I said, my point of view isn't there to tell you and I won't repeat what others said. Who knows, how much of what the gods said is true.
The next thing I do remember is falling. Right out of the sky. If you know me or maybe even my father, you know I don't like flying. Or anything that requires me to leave the ground at all. I am not really fond of leaving earth and entering my uncles domain. But in that moment I didn't mind it. I couldn't care less about the earth rapidly approaching, but rather I embraced it like an old friend. Looking back I am not sure if Thanatos would call me his friend or if I would call him one, but we were acquaintances.
Death and me. We always played this game. A game were no one could win. I would make my move and he would fire right back. The problem is, it was never me who got the blow. It was his and my game, but everyone else payed for it. So in that moment of falling, I didn't think about my family, my friends or even Annie. I only thought about winning. My final move. My death.
No longer will someone die because of my mistakes. No longer will I live, while they can't anymore. No longer suffering. Percy Jacksons death would end it all. But of course that would have been way too easy.
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Hey! Thank you for reading this story. It is a crossover between Percy Jackson and Harry Potter and all rights go to Uncle Rick and the-one-who-must-not-be-named.
I started writing this story in Quarantine so don't take it too seriously. I always enjoy getting feedback on my work and don't be afraid to point out a mistake.
The chapters are continuingly longer the further you get into the story and I am planning on rewriting the first few chapters soon as don't fit to the writing style I developed in time, but I will do that only when the first draft of the story is finished, so be patient.
Thanks again for giving my work a chance.
Have a great day,
Mimi
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