Hello. I am Matthew Terra, as my pen name clearly says. This is my first Percy Jackson story and my first story that is not "Romance". I usually write for a series called "Golden Sun". I came up with this right after I read "The Mark of Athena". It's what happens while the crew is flying to save Anabeth and while . I apologize if the characters are OOC. Please R&R! Also, thanks to "Losing Midnight" for correcting me with my spelling of Tartarus (I first spelled it Tarterus)
It wasn't fate that I got here, dangling above Tartarus. Sure, everything was pre-set by it, but there was sure to be a bit of influence of the gods. It all started on the trip here...
"LET GO!" Leo yelled, tugging the Wii controller away from Percy.
"But I want a turn to steer the ship!" Percy whined, childishly.
"You don't even know HOW to steer this ship! It is not a normal ship!" Leo screeched back.
"Yes I DO!" Percy countered, knocking Leo over.
"Give it back Percy!" Leo begged.
"No." Percy said firmly, shoving Leo back down.
"Urgh! Fuck you Percy Jackson!" he yelled as he got back up, "Go to Tartarus!"
Leo eventually got the controller back, thanks to a little persuasion from Frank.
Percy smiled for a moment at this thought. Well, Leo, you got your wish. he said, letting go of the ledge, falling into the abyss below.
Leo saw this and, as if he heard Percy's thoughts, let out a weep and told himself, "I never meant it, I never meant it, I never meant it. Why? WHY?!"
Funny how your own word can come back to haunt you, even if you don't mean them.
And that's all folks! I have realized that the reviewers spot all the mistakes I don't catch, so, if you see a fault, send it to me. Also tell me if I should remove the title "Tragedy" from this. Thank you! Also, it sounded very funny in my head. The last line was ad-libbed into the story.