Sorry I haven't been updating! This is a short story. This is going to be the last chapter! I'm going to start a new story soon that will last for much longer.
Enjoy the story!
Disclaimer: I do not own HoO.
Chapter Four
I turned around and walked straight out of the room.
I didn't want to live forever.
I didn't want to be like the gods, watching the best people go, and new people come.
I know it sounds odd.
But I want to die.
I really do.
I walked for a few minutes. I didn't know where. Soon, I found myself at a secluded little beach. I sat down on the sand and I felt a tear run down my cheek. Why didn't I want to be a god? I didn't even know that Hestia had kids. Suddenly someone sat down next to me.
"Piper?" Piper McLean had just sat down next to me. "Yep, that's me. Now, let's get on with this conversation. You don't seem to happy about being a god." I thought for a moment. "I'm not." I admitted. "Why?" So I told her. I told her how I couldn't bear to see people I know die, while I would live forever.
"You're not supposed to exist." Piper said. "What do you mean?" I asked quickly. "A while ago, the gods made an agreement. That there would be no more gods. And here you are," I bit my lip. Seriously? "But maybe we can get the gods to take away your immortality." "Really? You think we could?" Piper shrugged. "Probably." Piper and I walked back to the throne room together, and I was feeling a whole lot better.
I opened my eyes. The plane slammed into the ground. "We have arrived. Please stay seated until the plane comes to a complete stop." A dream. Dreams aren't real. Even so, I decided that I was going to the Empire State Building the first chance I had.
To ask for the 600th floor.