I am no longer team Thalico. :( Now I like Thuke so this is my first Thuke story. It's just a short one-shot. Not that great, and a shout out to Ginny414 for being the first and only person to review Wrath of the Gods. And she did it at 2 in the morning, which makes her awesome. THANK YOU JENA! :)
So, yeah, I'm listening to 'The Things We Do For Love' by Victoria Justice and 'Aftermath' by Adam Lambert. That's where the story kind of comes from. Just a little though, not a song-fic, but a song-inspiration. Enjoy, Thuke lovers. :)
Disclaimer: If I owned Percy Jackson, I would have had PercyXAnnabeth a lot more, NicoXRachel, and ThaliaXLuke. Since that didn't happen, I guess I don't own it. :(
p.s. JENA, DON'T READ THIS UNTIL YOU READ THE LAST OLYMPIAN! hahaha, yeah, it is a give away for a wicked awesome (and sad) scene. :)
If you actually read all of that, write 'EPIC FACE' in your review. :)
(Luke's POV)
"Please Percy," I begged. I just wanted all of this to end. I hurt so many people. Now, I needed to end it. The only way to stop hurting everyone is to kill myself, defeating Kronos. So, I will if that's what it takes.
Everybody would think that I died a hero. I wished that was true. Honestly, I'm only doing this because I am scared. I can't face Thalia now. She would think I was a traitor, which I was. She would never know that I did this for her. Thalia would think that I just couldn't live in the shadow of the message that I made. She always was my reason for everything. I had a crazy mother, and a father who I thought didn't love me. Then, she came along and tried to help me. When she died, I couldn't see how the gods could have let her.
I went against them for her. I would evenge her, no matter what it took. I knew that when she came back, she would hate me. I wouldn't be able to handle that. As the knife went into my body, I could only think of all our great times together. I even liked our hard times, because she would get frustrated, and all around her the air would get static-filled. She was her most beautiful then. I watched her help Annabeth grow up as normal as possible for a demigod on the run, and I watched her as she died to save us. I slept by her tree, and I prayed to the gods that she would be okay. Her face was in my mind as I slowly died.
Oh, the things I do for love.
I didn't like the ending. Did you? Oh well, I won't be on fanfiction at all this weekend, but I'll be back Sunday night. Thanks for reading (Jena, you better not have read this if you haven't finished The Last Olympian yet) and I love you all! :) Oh, and sorry to my beta readers, I didn't send this to anybody.
Peace, Love, Castellan ;),
Valerie :)