Heyloooo guys~! CocoMint here, and I just wanna let you know that I've redone the first chapter (thanks to Cameron Grant for telling me to add more family stuff in it! ) and if you're reading this for the first time, *puts on glasses* carry on, nothing to see here! XD Hope you guys like this version better and please R+R! Your comments are my fuel to go on, AND, thank you~!
Nico's P.O.V
PAIN. That's the main emotion I've ever known. I used to know happiness and laughter, but that died along with Bianca. I miss my sister so much, along with my Mother. I closed my eyes and a few fuzzy memories came back, unscathed from the Lethe's water for some reason. My mother in her apron baking cookies, my mother reading me a story on La Befana, or singing Farfallina to me as she tucked me in bed alongside Bianca. She would always know the right thing to say to make me feel better, making my favorite pasta dish whenever Bianca and I were sad. Kissing my scraped knees and picking me up when I would fall. Distant memories were now flooding back like water through a dam. My mother Buying me a toy soldier and lovingly saying to me, "Tu sei il mio soldatino!", while chasing me around our small, but comfortable home. My mother and Bianca were the only ones that loved me, but now they're both dead, and I'm now all alone. "Don't worry Bianca," I yelled into the screaming wind "I'll see you and mom again soon." I was standing on one of the ledges in Camp Half-blood that overlooked one of the rivers and many jagged rocks. If the rocks don't get me, the water will. Taking a small, carefully folded note from my back pocket, I placed it under a small rock, with one of the edges sticking out. I hope that they would understand why I'm doing this. I have no place where I belong. I'm an outcast everywhere I go, but death is no stranger to me. Even Jason mentioned that I hang out more with the dead, than the living. I'll be fully accepting my birthright when I fall. Surprisingly enough, I feel a little guilty. The only person that cares about me that's still alive, is Hazel, but she has Frank, so she won't be devastated. I do have one friend, but he won't be too sad when I'm gone. He's a loner like I am, except he actually has friends who care about him and aren't scared of him. Stepping closer to the edge, I closed my eyes. Nobody even noticed that I was gone in the first place! I took one more step, and could sense the nothingness below me, greeting me with open arms like an old friend. Would anyone even notice if I died? A tear slid down my cheek
and then I jumped.
More tears came out as I was free falling towards my impending death. After having my feelings bottled up for so long, it was so hard to keep it inside. I tore the top off and silently cried at the unfairness of the world. The water, rock, and flower nymphs all stared with wide eyes, unsure of what to do. "Percy…," I sobbed "Why do you hate me?"
Suddenly, the river rose up, like a large cushion, and caught me. The river then gently placed me on the river bank. Looking up, I saw Percy holding my note. Gasping, I started to run away. The river rose once again, caught Percy, and placed him on the riverbank. "Nico, we need to talk." he stepped forward and held out a hand. "Please don't do this, Nico." Panicking, I ran into the woods, looking behind my shoulder every so often to make sure that he wasn't chasing me. I tripped like an idiot over a rock and landed really badly on my foot. "Nico, NICO! WHERE ARE YOU?" I sighed and crawled slowly towards a particularly dark tree, ignoring the intense pain that flooded my body for every movement I made. I winced and gingerly felt my foot. Yup, It was definitely broken. I leaned against a tree, making no more sudden movements to aggravate my ankle. Suddenly sleepy, I shut my eyes and hoped for a rare, but dreamless sleep.
