((Poseidon's POV in third person))
Poseidon stood outside his son's apartment and knocked on the door slowly and gently only to be responded by a cold-blooded shriek "DAD! HELP PLEASE!" Poseidon knew whose voice it was, His son, Percy.
Poseidon flashed in the room his son was in a flash.
"PERCY?!" Poseidon called out not seeing Percy at first. "Over here!" A voice croaked from behind a side table.
Poseidon hesitantly walked around the side table and stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Percy.
"PERCY!" Poseidon nearly screamed.
Percy laid in a curled up ball on the floor with a puddle of blood forming around him. Percy gasped for air "I-It hurts to breathe!" Percy moaned shutting his eyes closed tightly. Poseidon knelt down and stared at his son momentarily before holding him in his arms.
Percy's coughs shook his wracked and fragile body harshly. "You know that the rib hit my lung..." "Percy shhh..." Poseidon said calmly watching the boy in his arms, His son His favorite son was dying in his arms and he couldn't do a thing about it.
Percy's dry cracked lips opened but his eyes stayed shut. "I-I Love you dad..." Poseidon smiled as he cried softly but he smiled the entire time.
"I love you too Percy," Poseidon said, brushing the blood off of Percy's face, But Percy would never hear the love of his father's voice. Because Percy Jackson had already died in his father's arms...
Poseidon's lower lip quivered as he watched the slow rise of his son's chest disappear into nothing.
Poseidon sat there with Percy for hours crying softly.
I AM GOING TO SOB! I AM A FREAKIN MONSTER! -Cries- B-But I do think I did an okay job with this story don't ya think? Anyways I think every good story has this at the end of the story so with out further ado...
THE END
