I'm back. For the last time. It feels so sad. I plan out the ends of stories in my head right when I get the idea for the opening, but now that I'm here at the end, I just don't want to leave you all! But, thanks to all the people who reviewed along the way! Maybe I'll have some other idea for a PJO fanfic someday, and you can read that one... Someday...
Also, an immense thank you to DanCeLaUgHLovE, for being my biggest reviewer! They asked me to read their story, BFFs With The Son of Death, and I thought it was pretty good, so you might want to give it a shot. If you want it, the link is: s/10030878/1/BFFs-With-the-Son-of-Death
NOTE: Currently this story has a K rating. I would like to inform you now, this chapter does have death, so I feel like it's more of a K+, but the ending feels like more than that. It's not like the deaths are really super graphic or anything, but I'll put a short summary at the end of the chapter so you can judge for yourself whether or not you want to read.
Calypso's POV
"What are you doing back here?" I question Aphrodite, who has appeared yet again.
"I just wanted to let you know: You can't change a thing, Calypso." Her voice is softer this time, gentler. As if she is sad.
"What do you mean?"
"You think you are important. That your life matters. But your entire existence is trite. You are unneeded. Disposable. You can't make a difference once someone's fate is decided."
I let out a gasp in realization. "No," I utter.
Aphrodite's eyes are filled with sorrow. She nods her head. "Yes."
"No. No! No! It can't be!" I sob.
"Yes. I'm sorry."
"No! I don't believe you!"
"What must I do, then, to make you understand?"
I take a deep breath. "Show me. Please. I want to see how he died."
Her lips press into a thin line as she considers it. "Okay," she relents, and waves her hand.
A picture of the calm, clear waters around Ogygia appears. Leo's boat is softly pushed by the currents. In a flash, the air around him grows dark. The waters turn rough and black. A flash lights up the sky above him. Lightning. No storm has ever grazed even the waters surrounding my island. I suppose the Fates do what they want. They must have power to overrule any magic that stands in their way. Leo struggles, but his small raft is no match for the strong, vigorous waves pushing against him. A bolt of lightning strikes the thin mast. The sail catches fire. He has two options: jump off and drown, or stay on and be burned, then jump off and drown. But he has no time to choose. A massive swell rose up and crashed down, slamming into Leo's body, knocking him off into the raging sea. He tries to stay afloat, but the waves keep crashing over him, pushing him further and further under. And then, the waves stop. The sky brightens. The waters are restored to their usual clear and calm state. The only thing different from the normal is the body. Leo's body. It floats, face down, gently bobbing.
I cry. I sob. I weep. I collapse and cry for my lost love. A hand is laid on my shoulder. I throw it off and stare up into the face of the goddess.
"NO!" I shout.
"I'm sorry, Calypso."
"No! You aren't! You don't care! You've never even lost anyone you've loved!"
I run outside and climb to the top of the cliff that overlooks the sea beneath it. I hear Aphrodite following me. I step up to the edge and look over.
"Stop!" she shouts behind me. "You don't have to do this!"
"Yes, I do," I tell her. "I can't love another. I'll just be stuck here forever. With no one. I have no purpose. You said it yourself; My existence is trite. I am unneeded. I am disposable. I am unimportant. I can die. I am a lost cause."
With that, I fling myself off the cliff. A loud crack fills the air as my body hits the rocks at the bottom. My blood stains the stone. I wish that my blood could stay here forever. That my island could stay here forever. Maybe a sailor will come across it by accident, and someone will know. But as my spirit leaves my body forever, my flesh disappears with the island, and, hopefully, Leo's body, too.
So, the summary is: Calypso is shown Leo's death, and she jumps off a cliff. I know, it's pretty sad. You can see both deaths probably just where you are reading this. So, if suicide or death or that stuff triggers you, sorry, you might not want to read.
