I am a child unworthy

I must be. You've never come for me.

Do you hate me daddy?

.

You've never cared. Ever.

My mother, driven insane by her own love for you, stands before me.

"Have a sandwich sweetie," she grins.

The bread's covered in black mould.

I force a smile on my face and accept.

.

Save me.

My feet are pressed up against the closet door, keeping it closed.

"Lukey, where are you dearie?" her voice cuts through the darkness. She's coming for me.

Don't let her find me. Please. Daddy please.

The closet door opens. Her eyes are glowing.

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You have forsaken us, your children.

It is May when I leave. Ten years old and on the streets.

I meet with a girl soon after, says her name's Thalia. Soon Annabeth joins us. She's seven.

I feel sick.

.

The gods have no pity.

We dumpster-dive and head east. Towards the rising sun.

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Faith won't save you.

"Run, for the gods' sakes run!" her voice is hoarse. Thalia's standing on the edge of the hill, the sky's roaring.

I grab Annabeth's hand and bolt.

A monster calls.

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What he is doing is right, he will save us.

I look into the gold eyes in the mirror, You've made the right choice. They do not care.

I will save us all. I'll make the gods forgive us. No more unclaimed children.

No more running away.

No more fear.

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He can keep an oath.

The titans aren't like the gods. The gods can't be trusted. Ever.

I mean. My father swore that he loved my mother, that he loved us.

She was insane and he was never there.

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I look for no good fortune.

(The Fates won't smile down on me, and it's not like Nike will help).

I steel myself, as the boy before me pledges allegiance. I don't think he's even thirteen yet.

What did he do to deserve this?

He's going to die and I deserve to rot in Tartarus for it.

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No one can keep oaths.

He's taken over my soul, it feels wrong.

I'm choking.

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Olympus will be razed by our hands.

I wait, sickle in hand, as we prepare for battle.

For the last battle.

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The gods are family.

I even thought about going back once. But, if anything, I can stay true to my cause.

I can save my brothers and sisters from my fate.

I will.

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Eyes open.

It is my duty.

I am the last Olympian.

I am the hero.

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Even if when leads to Death.

I have to end this. I swear, I will save them.

No matter what.

The dagger slices into my arm.

I am free.

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I fight because, you the gods are wrong.

Can you see now?

That you need to change your ways.

Daddy, can you forgive me my sins?

.

Maybe the Fates did take pity on me.

I die quickly.

Olympus stands, razed and whole.

The gods know our cause.

I told you I'd save us.

Didn't I?


This is my first fic in PJO, and I've never really read any Luke-centric stories, so I'd love to know what you think. Reviews much appreciated!