Sinking
A/N: This is my first one-shot, so please leave a review and tell me how it was. It's a songfic on Luke's perspective of his life. the song it's based off of is 21 Guns by Green Day.
Looking back now, did I know what was worth fighting for? How? How could I know when I was surrounded by confusion, surrounded by turmoil, surrounded by pain.
When He came to me for the first time; in a dream, it was terrifying. The sheer power that I was faced with. The way he was able to manipulate me, twist my mind against the gods, and what I have always believed in. It was suffocating. The pressure was crushing, how was I supposed to make a decision?
Eventually, I saw the consequences; I saw what I could have done. At this point the pain is too much. There is too much suffering, to the point where I don't feel the pride, and can't accept the praise that the monsters rain on me. Why? Why does the pain outweigh the pride?
I want to run, I want to hide, I just want to get away from all of this. I go to the one that I have always trusted. Annabeth. I need her help, and I extended my plea, but she just turned her back on me.
She broke my heart, and maybe my mind. I just couldn't imagine the bad I must've done, for everyone to leave me. Annabeth, my sister in every way but blood, has left me, what have I done? I'm in ruins.
I'm at the end of the road. My life is as good as gone. Why did I do this?! I'm out of control, literally. I can feel myself starting to fade away, and Kronos becoming a part of me each time a new recruit joins our cause. 'Our' isn't event the right word anymore. now it's just Him. Kronos has taken me over.
That's it. My thoughts have taken their toll; they have inadvertently taken my life. my hate against the gods have lead me to do horrible things. I'm shattered, reflecting on my past, all the what ifs. Why I had I not been better? Why did it all have to change? Why could nothing last forever? Why couldn't I stay the same? I'm in ruins.
It haunted me as I thought back. What could I have done better. I could have saved her; I could have saved Thalia. Why didn't I do something, I didn't and I lost my first and only love. All I could do after that was apologise to her tree, unable to face her myself, after what I have become.
That's how now when faced with a choice, I understand the prophecy, and I can see that Percy has too. I realised that I can't change the mistakes that I have made in the past, but I can try to improve the future. I can honour those that died fighting for what is right; I can do that by ending this war. I surrender to Percy, throw aside my pride and beg him to trust me, just this one last time. I finally laid down my weapons, and surrendered, this time to Thanatos, knowing the I had done something good. Finally, I had stopped sinking.
A/N: Hope you enjoyed. Please R&R, and check out my other story, Chaos' Six.