I was a few yards away when I heard the explosion.
The trembling ground, which had been shaking for quite some time, had suddenly given way beneath me.
I turned around, and almost fell over.
Mount St. Helens was smoking.
As I watched with horrified eyes, a plume of white-grey smoke rose up from its top, then –
BOOM!
Red hot lava spewed from its crater, shooting up into the air; smoke billowed out into the sky in great clouds of dust.
The ground shook again, and a tremor seemed to go through the mountain. Rocks and pieces of debris burst up, out, and into the clouds. I thought I could hear people screaming.
Red lava was flowing down the sides of the mountain, engulfing everything in its path – the grass, the rocks, the trees, houses, everything.
And it was coming towards me.
I dropped Hephaestus' metal disk in sheer terror, then turned and ran for all I was worth.
Away, away, away. That was the only thought in my mind.
I couldn't believe I hadn't seen it sooner.
I ran and ran and ran, my goal to only be away, farther away. Far away.
It was only when I stumbled over a rock that I thought of it.
Percy.
Percy had been in that volcano.
He had been inside when the eruption began.
The lava, the fire, the rocks, the smoke -
There was no way he could have survived.
I told myself that he could still be alive, that he was still alive -
No.
He was gone.
Percy.
Seaweed Brain.
Percy.
My Percy.
My best friend.
Dead.
Lost.
Gone.
Forever.
A/N: Hello to the world of Percy Jackson - I've missed you. :) Personally, I don't think this oneshot is my best; however, I got this idea and I just had to put it up. So here you go. Put the words MOUNT ST. HELENS in your review if you read this Author's Note. Just a tiny little experiment. :)
(By the way, I apologize for it being so short.)
-Bridgit x