beneath which, a grief-stricken life lies
He had lost his parents in a twist of fate
when the villain came storming at his gate
Before his downfall, there latched a part of his soul
on the young boy's- they completed each other as a whole
So at Hogwarts, when Harry was about to sort,
he would have been in the house of Lord Voldemort
Then the world realized Harry could speak to snakes
his innocence and purity, all at stake
But so noble he was, so inherently brave
that endless contributions to the wizarding world he gave
There she was- olive skinned with a braid
memories of her father, unable to fade
In her days so discriminating and grim,
stars her sister- sweet, loving Prim
The bow and arrow were a major part of her life
towards the happiness of her sister was her major strive
A reasonable time before Prim's name was drawn
when Katniss volunteered, it was imminent her life was gone
She had battled grief, hunger and cold at first
but in the Games she battled betrayal, injuries and thirst
When she slept she had nightmares, never a dream,
as the Capitol carried out its suppressing regime
Though his life isn't as depressing as that of Harry or Katniss,
missions and prophecies combined, it couldn't have been bliss
Harassed by the Olympian gods of Roman and Greek,
the elimination of heroes, they would constantly seek
And Percy was the son of Poseidon, one of the Big Three
which explained his inhuman power in relation to the sea
and was why he could set the most dangerous monster free
but in war he stood tall, never to flee
He had been to the underworld, sea of monsters,
and had even held up the sky
he had set foot in the labyrinth, then bathed in the river Styx,
never to die
But he had witnessed so many heroes die, leave or just disappear
and for the downfall of the gods, his family, was his fear
In her life- so very dull and dark
so had shown as the brightest spark
She appeared so mature, as though twice her age
and with people, she was never really on the same page
That took a turn when she grew fond of a vampire
and the strange things in her days just kept creeping higher
when a werewolf then turned out to be her new best friend
with mythical creatures, she was unable to fend
A force had drawn her to the land of rain
which offered her so much to lose, and so little to gain
Yet it gave her immortality, and eyes which glowed red
never again on normal food she fed
Funny, isn't it, how there characters have such a depressing tale
Though to impress the reader, the story will rarely fail...
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