I am continuing Demigods of the Mare Nostrum. But I finished Alligient and had to write this **CONTAINS MAJOR SPOILER**


Tobias gripped the side of the Hancock Building. His knuckles were white and cracked. His chipped and dirty fingernails scraped the concrete and a single tear cut through the grime on his sharp cheek.

He coughed a couple times, a result of the worsening air around him. The plants had long since died out around here with no one who cared enough to come here every so often and water them. He turned his head and looked up to the swirling, angry sky. Rain began to fall from the gray clouds and Tobias blinked away the delicate droplets from his eyes.

He was a mess. His hair was uncombed and dirty. His eyes were dark with lack of sleep. His heart was broken into mangled sharp pieces that seemed to stab his insides.

He wasn't even wearing a shirt. When he died, he wanted his tattoos to be showing, to let the world know what marked Tobias Eaton's skin. He thought this as he put on the harness to make it look like an accident. Hus tear fell off his cheek and hit the ground below the building. He swore he could see Tris's ashes.

He looked up and saw Tris and Uriah floating like angels right at roof level. He wasn't going to regret this. He took a deep breath looked at the angels that were his friends and ran. His feet left the edge of the building and his hand touched Ghost Tris for a second.

Then he plummeted like a stone, letting gravity take his limp, useless body. His eyes were closed in piece and he hit the ground with a steady thump that echoed for miles.

He could see Tris standing over him. But he closed his eyes and let the physical and mental pain wash over him.