Hi! This is my first fanfiction I have posted... don't worry not all of mine will be like this. Also, it's quite short... Okay. So this was inspired by one of my friends. She kind of "forced" me to watch pranks where people pretended to be dead to trick someone. I was the in a pretty depressing mood, and wrote this. Beware, a lot of character death and gore. I didn't actually describe the gore, but if I were an artist and added pictures…. Anyways, please do not kill me. I would prefer not to die, though then I might meet Nico, but I guess he never dies (GHOST KING NEVER DIES!)… well, I hope you like it and hate it at the same time. That's how I know I did my job well!
"Honey I'm home!" Leo called as he walked into bunker nine where he had planned a party for the seven, and Nico. There was no answer, "Guys? Piper? Jason? Percy? Hazel? Frank? Annabeth? Nico?" Still no answer. Leo crept into the living room. His eyes widened. Blood was splattered across the walls and on the floor. On the ground, where the blood was pooling the most, Frank, was lying, dead, on the floor. "No."
He ran into the next room. There was hazel and annabeth. Also surrounded by blood. Huge slash marks across their bodies. Hazel was barely even recognizable, Leo only knew that it was her because of the silver ring that gleamed on her finger. Frank had proposed the night before. "This can't be happening."
He stumbled into the lounge, vision becoming blurry. All he could see was the dark red of the blood splattered everywhere. Once his vision cleared, he tripped over something and fell to the floor. Riptide. In sword form, it's owner nowhere in sight. Riptide was supposed to always return to Percy's pocket, in pen form. Slowly turning around, Leo saw the one sight that he had been dreading the most. Jason, dead, arms wrapped around the unmoving bodies of Percy and Piper as if trying to protect them, even in death. "Jason." Leo collapsed to the floor in front of his best friend. "Wake up, Jason please."
Tears began to stream down his face. Lifting his head up he saw a dark bundle in the corner. Leo crawled over to the figure, unable to stand. Nico. He was curled up in the corner, hands wrapped around a small item. Looking closer, Leo realized it was a piece from Nico's favorite game. The Hades figure.
Leo began to laugh. "Ha ha! Very funny guys you can get up now!" No one moved. "You got me! I fell for it! Happy now?" Silence. Slowly, Leo reached out, and checked Piper's wrist. No pulse. "No." He quickly unsheathed the sword sitting next to Nico, and without another thought, without a single goodbye, Leo Valdez, bad boy supreme, was dead.
Later
Thalia slowly opened the door to bunker nine. Blood was everywhere. Running thought the bunker, she found everyone dead. She collapsed next to the being that was once Jason, and cried. Yes, she cried. The camp fell into chaos and soon, monsters began to work their way into camp. More and more demigods went missing or died. Soon, there was no one left. Now two years later, Chiron looked over the barren place that was once a thriving camp full of warriors. When had it all gone wrong?