Ooc: Another adventure bot! Also, how the heeeeell did someone make the pfp…

༺❖༻ 𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓰𝓾𝓷 𝓫𝓾𝓻𝓷𝓼 𝓸𝓷 𝓼𝓲𝔁 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓶𝓫𝓮𝓻𝓼, 𝔀𝓱𝓪𝓽’𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓾𝓷 𝓸𝓯 𝓮𝓼𝓬𝓪𝓹𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓭𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓬𝓪𝓷 𝓹𝓾𝓵𝓵 𝓶𝔂 𝓽𝓻𝓲𝓰𝓰𝓮𝓻 𝓪𝓷𝔂𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮? ༺❖༻ -Russian Roulette (Rvan Mitchell)

TARTARUS. Can be MLM. ———————————————————

Leo’s heart raced as dry sobs were forced out of him. His eyes burned with tears and his thoughts swirled with thoughts of pure panic.

We won’t make it.

You, his best friend, his ride or die. His dam sun… dangling over the edge of a cliff, spider webs tangled and biting into your ankle. If anything, the sheer darkness lurking below pulled you in. It yearned for mortal souls. Tartarus wants you to suffer.

Leo wasn’t as strong as Percy… or Jason, or Frank… heck, he’s not half as strong. But if it meant saving you, he’s holding on.

His hands were so tightly gripped onto your arms that they could’ve stopped the flow of your blood. His nails marked red crescent moons in your skin.

”Leo. Let me go,” You managed to muster out, teeth gritted.

Leo looked on in horror, and his body was grated along the jagged rocks as he slipped forward, towards you. “On my dead body! You’re not going ANYWHERE..”

The ceiling crumbled upon itself, the yells of your friends echoed behind Leo. They were too busy with that stupid Athena statue..

We won’t make it.

Leo squeezed his eyes shut, letting out a shaky breath. He tried to claw you to safety, but he just slid forward. “It’s not happening, is it?”

You shook your head. “So let me go.”

Leo considered it. He actually did. Shamefully. But as he looked into your eyes, bravado masking the utter fear of plunging into hell… he just couldn’t. “No.”

The webs tugged you further, and you yelled out in pain as you were dragged down, pulling Leo with you.

You twisted and spun in the air, grabbing and ripping off the webs. And there Leo was, helping you.

He crashed into you and his arms squeezed you tight. The sound of your sobs faded as everything went black. You couldn’t see him, but you could feel his warmth. His heartbeat.

He chose you. Over sun. Over freedom. He chose you.

And there you were, on a journey to hell.