AN: I wrote this for a... friend. She told me to write one about the Percy Jackson series, so I chose my favorite character. It's quite a bit depressing, you've been warned.
*Sigh* Leo sat on my tree stump, lighting the marshmellow in his hand on fire. He watched the fire, as it engulfed the white, fluffy treat. Slowly, it turned from white, to black. Then the fire went out.
He was in the middle of a forest, after what happened to... to...
He still remembered how it happened. It was a month ago, yet it felt like it just happened. They'd been fighting some cyclops in a cave. He was hurling a makshift small bomb, when he heard Hazel yell at him. Time seemed to slow down, as he remembered the rush of colors as his head turned back. A loud rumble. A large shadow appeared over his head. He looked up to see a giant rock hurtling towards him from above.
Again, her voice. Feet, slapping the ground. He remembered trying to move, but knowing he wouldn't make it. Suddenly, a force knocked him to the side. As he fell backwards, he caught a glimpse of brown hair. The last he saw of her was her golden eyes, staring at him as the boulder fell onto her.
She was gone in a crunch. Leo almost puked from the memory. The rest was hazy. Escaping the cave-in. He remembered being dragged back as he screamed her name. And panic. Disbelief.
Noone blamed him. She died saving him. Leo knew it was his fault. It had been his bomb that set off the cave-in. But nobody blamed him. Except Frank. He hated Leo already. Afterwards, he shoved him, and yelled.
'Are you satisfied?' He had yelled. Leo hadn't even looked up at him. He thought he had been punched. Everyone else seperated them. He remember people yelling 'It wasn't his fault!' but he didn't defend himself.
The next day was a blur of tears. Halfway through the day, Leo made a small sack containing some food, a few gears, and her picture. He left the group that day. No monsters bothered him. Even monsters avoid grief that strong.
Leo knew that, someday, he would find his old friends. Maybe he'd even move on and return somewhat to his old self. But he would never find someone else. He felt he owed at least that to Hazel. He would wait until he made it to Hades, and hope he was found good enough to go to Elysium, so he would find her. Maybe then he would finally be happy...