11Author: Im back!
Nico: Hey, im waiting.
Author: Fine. Disclaimer please
Nico: Disclaimer author does not own any of us and will return us to are proper owner Rick Riordan. Please read.
Leo: warnings lots of depression pasts triggers of abuse and pain. And i will be here soon.
Author: on to the story.
Nico:
I really thought I was over this that wasn't coming back to this place, but i guess i'm back. I have to keep running, I have to survive.
A never ending battle and were in the middle. We are neither
Black or White
Power or weakness
Light or dark
For in darkness there is light and in light there is darkness
Am I consumed? Or cast away?
Bianca stay with me, please don't let my soul drown. Shit I'm in tartarus again. "Shhh…. It's okay my child, you are perfect. My greatest achievement."
Who fuck is there? I finally look up and see a lady in clothes as fine as silk, her littered with whiplash marks, her face of sadness filled beauty. She crying for me yet she sends me pain.
"Your Achlys"
"Yes child. But you may know me as Lady Miseria."
" Why are you here?"
"To tell you the truth child."
"What is the truth?"
"You're perfect, I can't make you miserable. Im finally not alone someones suffers just as much as me." Her face twists with scorn yet her keep shedding tears of blood and water.
"Now child you will heal. But your misery gives me hope for happiness."
In the eyes of fellow demigods Im nothing. They fear me, they have a right to fear me l. They'll all pay- No what am i saying i'm good.
"Your worthless Nico" the voices whisper.
"Your nothing"
"Empty"
"Murderer"
"Just die"
"Just fucking die already"
" Bianca died because of you"
"Everyone hates you"
"Just die you worthless shit".
Shut up! Shut up! You're just pointless ghosts!
"So i'm pointless nico" sang a voice.
"Bianca"I cry "where are you?"
" Right here Nico, look around fraccion."And there she stands not a wrinkle or spec of dirt in sight. Stands Bianca in the skimpiest black dress I've ever seen, a silver tiara sit her loose hair that cascades down her back. Her nails tipped in blood.
That's not Bianca. "Who are you really?"
"Ha, my little nicito."
"Don't call me that." I try to get up and move.
"Aah, ahah. Let's not leave, the fun has just begun." She laughs it makes a sound of tinkling bells.
Then she snaps her fingers and i'm shirtless and tied to a post. "What would you like me to call you? Hmm.."
"My,my what beautiful sword, but let's put that somewhere else shall we.."A cruel smirk appears.
"Who are you?"I demand.
"Hmm… My dear child your in very bad position to be making demands. So i guess my dear sister did not tell you who i am?"
"Well your smart boy let's see if you can figure out. For now i guess let's see what i can call you. i call you what you are. do you like this name…. Porne."
"Did you just call me a prostitute."
" what did you not like that name. So what name would you like little man-whore?"
Fuck this shit. "What do you want?"
"Why so serious? All I want to do is play."(An: yes I quoted the joker. Don't judge me we all Nico's really batman).
"..."
"Well child-whore let's being. I'm going to bring one of my toys to play with." She says this while bring out 12 foot long whip.
I stare back defiantly. "when are you going to drop the costume."
"When you guess my name."she purrs.
It was too quick to see, but I did hear the crack. The first slash appeared from my right collarbone to my left hipbone. I gritted and gnashed my teeth together to keep in the scream, but I wasn't prepared to be hit the exact same damned place!
"Gah!"I choke out.
"Ahh, that's what I like to hear my little whore. Let's sing another tune" a male voice says.
The very star of my many dreams and crushed hopes. Percy, he stands laughing at me in maniac manner. I bite my lip to hold in the next scream, this bastard is not getting the satisfaction of hearing me.
"Oh, come on nick. Won't you scream for me."He says, then forcefully opens my mouth with his tongue.
My gods, Percy kissing me. No this is not Percy, I bite the impersonator's tongue.
"Ow...you little fucker."The next series of hits were fast and unrelenting. It opened my skin and scars from my past.Gods this hurts like a motherfucker. The pain was excruciating, but nothing was worse then the memories and nightmares brought on by the lashes.
"I'm sorry Nico, Bianca..she's not coming back" twelve year old Percy said while weeping. Bianca's dead, she gone. This is when i finally started screaming, raging and pulling at my chains.
"You bastard, let me go." i yell.
"That's what I like to hear. Now have you figured out my name. You must be incredibly stupid if you haven't sort of like that Jackson boy."
"Your Phobetor, god of nightmares. Cause of phobias." I finally say and completely ignoring the Percy remark.
"Yes, finally I can remove these filthy human rags." said Phobetor
You'd think he would be ugly, just like his worm infested heart. But no he's as beautiful as his mother Aphrodite.
"What do you want my lord." I ask with as much venom as I can muster in my voice.
He claps his hands and the restraints are gone and I slump on the ground. "Well I just wanted to play. Your released to go back to your miserable life demigod."
"Nico, nico."
"What fuck.."I groan.
"What's wrong nico?" Will says in his serious doctor voice.
"Will?"
"Yes, its me. Who else would it be? What happened?" he raises an eyebrow at me.
"Nothing happened. Can I sleep here later?"
"Yeah, I just have to run the final diagnostic and we're good."Will says worry lacing his voice.
"Thanks solace."
"It's fine deathboy." Will's hands begin to glow on my chest as they attract sunlight when he recites the hymn of Apollo.
Leo: The sky, the air it's so open and free. Flying was one best freedoms. I missed when I was on the run.
"Leo" said Calypso.
"Yes, beautiful"
"When do we get to the camp?"
"In a week."
"Do you think, they'll accept me ?"
" They'll love you. My friends are too awesome to hate anyone."I turn around and look at her, the way the setting sun makes her really look like a goddess.
"K, I can't wait to meet them."
I love flying and the freedoms the skies allow. But I miss home Leo: Really author? Only that little segment. Nico: Hey. Why can't you torture Leo instead so he can get more screen time. You sicko. Leo: hey don't be an ass Nico. Bri: Well author didn't want to say anything so I'll say it "Please R&R."