I do not know what kind of Author’s Note should I make? Idk, just this will be sufficient.
I stripped out of my clothing after I had opened the shower making it warm up. I entered the shower and enjoyed feeling the steamy water streaming over my body.
I wasn’t quite happy with my body. After all, it was small and scrawny and covered in scars, some of which caused by monsters and some by myself. My skin had paled these last years. I never quite knew the cause; was it my self-destructiveness making it’s way in my genes? Was it simply me being a child of the Underworld? Or was it an effect of my diet?
I realised how long I had just spent in the shower and quickly got up, using my towel to dry my body, and quickly got myself into my clothing; black skinny jeans and a black hoodie.
“Nico?”
I looked behind me with my wet hair still dripping onto my hoodie. It was an Iris Message. This Iris Message was a lot clearer. In it I could easily identify Annabeth Chase, the daughter of Athena, and Percy Jackson’s girlfriend.
“We need your help.”
“You need my help? After all that happened- I have been gone for weeks and you didn’t care, except for when something happens!” I asked.
“We’ve been busy, Nico, Camp –H-OG..AGS*OGAH– has been taken by the –twoadjas.”
“Twoadjas? No! I don’t care that you’ve been busy! If it were Percy, or Jason, or Piper, or you, camp would’ve looked everywhere for you! No matter how busy!”
Static was clear in the Iris Message. I wondered why.
My head wandered over the things he liked about Camp HalfBlood, there was; Harley, the son of Hephaestus, who I used to play with at days. Often we would play Mythomagic. There was Mrs O’ Leary, Percy’s hellhound, who I absolutely adore. There was Coach Hedge, whom has given me much kindness I have yet to repay. And Leo Valdez, who although I’d never admit it to him, has gained a friendship status in my mind.
The coldness of my power spread through the Manor, as I readied myself to get to Camp.
I informed Damian of the situation, hoping he’d be understanding. And he was.
“But, me and Todd shall join you.”
I was confused. Why would Jason join us? And why would Damian join me!? I didn’t trust it to be save enough for him. He can handle himself with the Joker or with some other Gotham Lowlives, but with things that could take out a full camp of demigod?
Damian didn’t let me argue. When I tried to argue he’d shut me up with a kiss. And no matter how much I liked his berry-tasting lips, I found it quite annoying.
After me and Damian informed Jason of the situation with me being a demigod, I touched Jason’s chest and held Damian’s hand while closing my eyes, until the shadows folded over us consuming us.
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