Preface:
Edited: September 28, 2012
Garish breaths escaped his flaring nostrils, and he covered his mouth with his hands, which trembled from the pressure of the explosion. He stuffed his other hand on his ears to cover the noise, but it was no use. Nico desperately meandered away from the explosion but stopped when he remembered her. His eyes grew larger with fear and shudders of terror racked his broad shoulders. He darted back and pushed everyone away from him. Nico bellowed at the top of his lungs, but nobody could hear him. It felt like everything was happening in slow motion, making him plummet to the ground. He cussed and continued to sprint, until he could see her platinum blonde hair. Nico sprinted toward her, but another explosion started beside him. He dodged and crawled on the ground, ignoring the quivers the Earth sent his way.
"Watch out!" he yelled.
She toppled onto the ground and dodged his brutal attacks, making Nico smile a bit; however, he stopped once he saw his spear pierce her chest. The moment where she was hurt would always be imprinted in his mind. She screamed and thrashed, throwing the spear off her and crawling away. He stepped on her ankle, threw her against the ground, clutched her hair and tore pieces off. She growled and struggled against his firm grasp, but he slapped her around until he finally stopped. Nico ran toward her, but time seemed to stop. As he approached them, she wrapped her hands around his wrist and fought him, making him clench his sword tighter. He threw his weapon on her chest, impaling her several times, making her gargle and touch her chest. She blinked minutely, trying to comprehend what was happening. Nico yelled and threw himself at the monster of a man. He easily threw him off and sent him to the ground. He looked at Nico, scoffed, and left with the rest of them. Nico crawled toward her and grabbed her nearly lifeless body. She whimpered for a second, before she became quiet.
"I love you," she murmured, before she sealed her whitened eyes. He wept, bringing her to his chest. Nico hugged her body, which was limp and as pallid as death itself.
"Please come back. I love you," he pleaded. He touched her wrist, and he sobbed once he felt her pulse wavering. "Remember what I said: I'll always love you no matter what happens. I'll always be there for you, even if one of us dies. I love you and nothing will separate us. You can't die."
He felt her pulse and whimpered; she wasn't alive anymore.
Thanks for reading! I know it's short, but it sets the stage for the rest of the chapters. This story isn't going to be long, maybe around five to seven chapters. I already have chapter one ready, but that depends on the responses. I hope you all enjoyed it, and critism is welcomed. By the way, this is my first Percy Jackson fan fiction, and I enjoyed writing about Nico. I love him. He's around fourteen or fifteen in this story, but I'll post the definite age on the next chapter. Also, I have a Wattpad account, which is where I post original stories, and it would mean a lot if any of you would read it. My account is called DannyDeAngelus and the story is called The Untold Story of Titania Cosmos. Here is an excerpt:
Derron grabbed her entire head and slammed her against the floor. She yelped and clutched her forearms with her palms. Trying to escape, she placed herself on all fours and dragged her nearly limp body across the room. He chuckled under his breath darkly and stalked, much like a predator, toward her. Grabbing her cheek, he turned her around and stepped on her ankle, making her whimper. She tried to claw her way out, but it did nothing, except bother him. He dragged her body, making sure her body scraped against the floorboards. Derron grasped her entire body with both hands and lifted her off the ground, making her face him. He shifted on his feet, meandering closer to the bay window. She looked at the window and nearly cried out. He was going to throw her.
Chest heaving with energy, he clutched her closely and placed his body, with his knees touching the cushion on the bay window, almost outside the window. He grinned maliciously at her, watching her as she cried silently to herself, and threw half her body out the window. Desperately, she threw herself on him, but it was too late; her body was slipping away, with only her feet positioned on the actual glass. Her tears obscured her eyesight, and she began to pray under her breath.
"Now you want me, don't you? I don't repulse you now!"
She whimpered as she felt burly droplets of blood sliding down her ankles and down her neck. Her fingertips glided toward the glass, and almost against her will, she gripped the glass with all her might.
