*Nico's POV*

As I watch the sun set on the horizon from my spot on the beach, I let my thoughts drift to the war.

We had won. Leo had sacrificed himself to save the rest of us, yet for some reason, his death felt weird. Like he found a different way to the Underworld. I'm not really sure what happened though, I'm still trying to figure it out.

Octavian went crazy and basically killed himself when he tried to set off one of the onagars on Camp Half-Blood.

There was a lot of damage but we've been able to repair it all.

Everybody was happy.

Well, except me.

It's been about a year since then, and the first 5 months were great. I was starting to get more of a tan, I smiled more often, and the campers were nicer to me.

Then, all of that stopped. Everyone one started to treat me like a freak again, they were all afraid of me. Not even Percy would talk to me for more than five minutes. Hazel stopped IM-ing me and when I tried to contact her, she would always decline.

'Why am I still here? What's left here for me?' I thought to myself. No, I don't mean at Camp. I'm why am I still living. I have nothing left anymore.

I've never had suicide thoughts before, except for when I was in Tartarus. But I never went through with it because I thought I still had people who cared for me. Apparently not.

I shakily got up and headed straight for my cabin.

'I can't believe I'm going through with this.' I think. Yes you can. A small part of my mind says.

As I arrive at my cabin, or soon to be former cabin, I slowly climb up the steps and open the door. As soon as I'm inside I quickly shut the door and head over to my desk. I take out a white sheet of paper and a pencil and start to write a goodbye letter:

Dear whoever is reading this,

Long story short, I decided to kill myself. I know it's not the most heroic way to leave this world, but I can't hold on any longer. Right after the war, I was begged to stay at CHB. So I did. Biggest mistake of my life. It was fine at first, but then everyone started to go back to how they used to treat me, but worse. Not even my half-sister Hazel or my cousin Percy would talk to me anymore. I would just travel the world, but I'm tired. I'm tired of all the fighting, wars, monsters, everything. I just want to see my Mom and my sister Bianca again. I want to be happy again, and be free of judgment. I want a family. And since I can't have one while I'm living, this is the only way. I know none of you are going to miss me. Yeah, you might shed a few tears at my funeral, but you would forget about it the next day. Some of you would probably even throw a party. That's how much I'm unwanted. See you all in the Underworld.

Nico Di Angelo, Son of Hades.

I put the letter on the desk and set the pencil beside it. I then took out my trusty Stygian Iron sword that I've had forever. I raised it right over my heart, and with one final breath, I jabbed it through my chest with my last words being, "I'm Sorry, Dad."

Then all I saw was darkness.