Hey everyone! I got a little one-shot/song-fic for ya! And sorry that I cannot update my other story, Clio, Alex, and the Gods: Journey of a Demigod. My computer that the chapter is on is being all screwy and stuff.

I do not own PJO. Rick does. I also don't own Innocent. Taylor Swift does.

I guess you really did it this time
Left yourself in your warpath.

I did everything wrong, leading the army and killing my friends. I was dragged down into the
warpath, and I dragged many down with me.

Lost your balance on a tightrope,
Lost your mind trying to get it back.

I guess you could say I lost my balance on a tightrope between good and evil. My mind was lost, enslaved you could say, by the Titan lord as I tried to get it back.

Wasn't it easier in your lunchbox days,
Always a bigger bed to crawl into?
Wasn't it beautiful when you believed in everything,
And everybody believed in you?

Even though living with my mother in the small house was a nightmare, I would rather go back to that than how I am today. Living at camp seemed like a dream, and I ruined it all by making the decision. The decision fueled by anger, vengeance, and the feeling of betrayal. I know now that it was a stupid, invalid idea to go with, especially since I betrayed my friends and family, the people closest to me. I know I lost the trust of the two who were with me through thick and thin. The ones I promised we'll be together forever, the ones I promised to be a family. I don't think I'll ever get Thalia and Annabeth's trust back. All of my life was screwed up because of a stupid decision.

It's alright, just wait and see.
Your string of lights are still bright to me, oh.
Who you are is not where you've been.
You're still an innocent.
You're still an innocent.

It was time for my judging, and I knew I was headed for the Fields of Punishment. I've destroyed most of Olympus, brought Kronos back from Tartarus, and tried to dethrone the gods. I'd also killed many innocent people trying to reach that goal. The judges looked down at me and boomed, "Elysium." I stared in astonishment, not believing what I had heard. Minos said, "Well, now go on to Elysium. You're innocent." They actually believed through all of what I had done, that I was innocent, that I deserved Elysium? I headed over to the gates, still thinking I didn't belong.

Did some things you can't speak of,
But at night you live it all again.
You wouldn't be shattered on the floor now,
If only you were seeing what you know now, then.

I couldn't speak of what I had done, let alone think of it. I live it all again in my dreams, and I know many others do, too. I felt guilty for what I had done. Seeing the dead demigods that were caught up in it had made my guilt worse. If I had known how much dad actually cared for me, and how much this would impact everyone else's lives, I wouldn't have done it. If I would have known all of this then, it would have been different.

Wasn't it easier in your firefly catchin' days?
When everything out of reach,
Someone bigger brought down to you
Wasn't it beautiful
Runnin' wild till you fell asleep?
Before the monsters caught up to you.

I thought about all of the times at camp where I would catch fireflies with Annabeth when she was younger, before I betrayed everyone. How everything we couldn't get would be brought down by Chiron or any older camper. I thought about how we would run around, train, and duel campers until we had to get back to the cabins for rest. All that was beautiful until monsters started catching up to me, some real. Some of them my own monster-like problems, including the Titan lord.

It's alright, just wait and see.
Your string of lights are still bright to me, oh.
Who you are is not where you've been.
You're still an innocent.
You're still an innocent.

One person, Annabeth Chase, was always on my mind. I asked her if she loved me, she said only like a brother. I died with that lingering on my mind, and I hoped she wouldn't hate me. I hoped she thought I was innocent, even though I know I never will be.

It's okay, life is a tough crowd,
Thirty-two and still growing up now.
Who you are is not what you did,
You're still an innocent.

Life, especially being a demigod, was a tough crowd for me. I died at the age of twenty two, thinking the judges would punish me for what I did. Instead, the judges, and some unfortunate demigods in the battle thought who I was now wasn't centered on what I did that day, they believed I was still innocent.

Time turns flames to embers.
You'll have new Septembers.
Every one of us has messed up, too.

I sat there and hoped that over time, this would not seem so bad, like a fire turning to embers. I knew my life would be different from that point on, and chose it anyway. I realized that everyone else had messed up on one point in their life, but in the end, it had turned out alright for them. They didn't let their past haunt them, and neither should I.

Lives change like the weather
I hope you remember
Today is never too late
To
Be brand new

Anyone's lives could change in a second, much like the weather. I just happened to be one of the ones that the Fates decided to tamper with. I knew that from here on out, I could change around my life, even though the ones who were always there with me won't be now. I just knew that I would never forget what happened, the reason I was here.

It's alright, just wait and see.
Your string of lights are still bright to me, oh.
Who you are is not where you've been.
You're still an innocent.

Even though I would never accept that I was innocent, I knew the whole war wasn't entirely my fault. I knew my life wouldn't be affected by him anymore. I learned that how I was judged is not where I had been or what I had did that day, it was about how I acted through my life. I just know that I wasn't the one to blame for everything, that I was partially innocent.

It's okay, life is a tough crowd,
Thirty-two and still growing up now.
Who you are is not what you did,
You're still an innocent.

Life had been a rollercoaster ride, a tough crowd. Dying at twenty- two had been a little tough for me in the beginning, but now I learned to accept it. My life wasn't completely centered on what I did, or the bad things I had done during my life. It was about how I spent it, and the time I had spent while I was innocent.