So here's another one-shot-could-be-more-shot-if-I-get-more-that-five-reviews

I know I'm a new author and no one really gives two polly-whocks about new writers but give it a chance!

Nico POV

Don't even get me started on why I am standing in the middle of my backyard, sword raised, teaching two seven year olds how to fight. Just don't.

"Chiara no hold it up don't let the tip hit the ground,"

"But daddy! It's heavy!" My daughter- yeah I said it. Daughter- groaned. Her white hair was up in a pony tail and her bottom lip was quivering.

"Chiara don't be sad," My son- yeah my son- Jeremiah said. He dropped his sword- which I distinctly remember telling him not to- and raced over to Chiara, his twin.

I was about to tell them off for dropping their defences- I mean come on a monster could have just sliced them open- when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I jumped slightly and Will chuckled. "Leave them be. They're seven. Camp is supposed to be fun,"

"Yeah but it won't be fun if kids make fun of them for not being able to hold a sword up,"

"Nico. Don't worry. You know why no one will?" I looked down at the silver band on my left ring finger and shrugged.

"Why?"

"Because they've got Hades as a granddaddy," Will grinned and looked over at our twins.

I remember the night we had found them. We were walking under an umbrella to our newly bought house from an orphanage. We were looking for new born demigods who were put up for adoption. We didn't want to bring a Mortal into our world. It wouldn't have been fair. So we had gone on a search for one. And failed.

I felt kind of heart broken when we left without any papers. Percy and Annabeth had had a kid two years ago and Jason and Piper were expecting. I felt left out. I knew Will felt guilty too- which I had kept telling him that he shouldn't. He thought his mother didn't approve that she would never have grandchildren.

It was thundering and there was lightning going on that night. We huddled closer even though we knew being under an umbrella while Zeus was angry was stupid, but we just wanted to get home.

And then I saw a flash of white hair and thought that was strange. I had tugged Will by the belt loop on his hip into an alleyway. Will almost had a heart attack.

Two kids- toddlers- were sitting under the protection of a stray piece of metal coming off of the for escape above them. They were huddled together, bright green eyes staring at us. Will quickly approached, getting soaked and knelt next to them.

Then the boy's little fist shot out and hit Will straight in the nose. I quickly rushed behind Will and pulled him away, giving him a tissue.

"Dun-t. Co' near ma sister," The little boy said. I walked up to them slowly, leaving the umbrella to a flustered Will.

"Hey hey. We aren't here to hurt you. Let me guess. You guys are twins right?" The girl nodded behind the boy.

"And you guys are probably very hungry," The boy nodded slowly, cautiously. I knew that they probably won't- definitely won't- remember this when they're older, but I had to be nice.

"How about you guys come with us and we can give you dinner. And somewhere to sleep for as long as you guys want and you can leave if you want to tomorrow. How does that sound?" The boys eyes looked behind him and he nodded.

"How old are you?" I asked softly. The girl held up her hands.

"This many!" She had small teeth poking out and was adorable. She held up two fingers.

I quickly scooped up the boy and girl in both arms and carried them home.

They never left and we filed for adoption papers the following Tuesday.

...

I sighed as Jeremiah took the wooden sword from Chiara and grabbed her hand. "Papa can we have something to eat? Promise we'll keep practicing after," Jeremiah asked, his shaggy white hair- yes white, his hair looked like clouds turned into hair.

I nodded and they ran inside. I heard ruffling inside and Will let me go. He quickly followed them inside, with me trailing along.

...

The next day we tried again, Chiara had a much lighter sword and Jeremiah had promised not to drop his.

"Daddy. Can I see your sword?" Jere asked when we had finished for the day. I fell to the ground, landing cross legged. The twins followed, sitting in front of me.

"Your granddad gave it to me. It's very special so don't touch the blade okay?"

We had found out when they were around 5 that they were twins of Hermes. We were kind of surprised- name a kid of Hermes with white hair and green eyes- but we saw that mischievous grin in their eyes as soon as they were claimed right in front of us.

Jere carefully held the sword, eyeing it with awe. Chiara watch as he oggled at it.

I heard the back door open and I knew Will was home from his shift at the hospital. He took one look at the sword and sighed. "Nico please don't tell me you actually let him use that?"

"Of course not! He would die if he used it!" I said, not taking my eyes off of the sword and where it was.

"Ok well be careful. Anyways Chiron wanted to ask if the twins wanted to come early. Danny is already there," Percy and Annabeth's oldest, Danny, looks exactly like his mother but acts exactly like his father. It's kind of annoying at times.

"Yeah sure why not?" I stood and Jere handed me back my sword. Will nodded. "I'm free for the week so no need to shadow travel," Chiara groaned loudly.

"But it's so fun!"

"Sure honey but driving means more time with your daddy," Will reminded her.

"Right!" She grinned and the two raced upstairs to pack a back pack each.

"I am so not looking forward to the time when she doesn't want to see us in public," Will said as he grabbed my hand.

"I am," I said, a small smile on my lips.

"What? Why?"

"So we can embarrass her duh!"

...

"Okay Jere," I slid his black snap-back onto his head, after he quickly raked his hands through his hair. Chiara was in the stands sitting next to a suspicious boy who looked like he was from the Iris cabin- only one could guess with the rainbow hair and all- and with Will a few rows behind her, talking with his younger siblings Austin. It felt weird to be in the amphitheater at 34.

My 13 year old son looked determined as he took the hat off- I was slightly miffed why until he ruffled his hair and then pushed his hair back to put the cap on. He hefted his sword- my sword. When he turned 13 a few months ago I went and had a chat with my father. He agreed to give Jere a blessing to let him to be able to use Stygian Iron. He had said he would have done it even if I didn't want him to. In return Will spoke to his father and Apollo gave a blessing to Chiara for her 13th too. If she sung a hymn to Apollo she would be able to heal. Not anything big like children of Apollo but it's the thought that counts.

Jere eyed his opponent and I rested my hand on his shoulder. "You beat that Jackson kid you hear?"

"Aye aye, Sir," Jere saluted me with two fingers and he gave me a quick nod. I bounded up the steps- giving a quick glare to the kid chatting with my daughter- and sat down next to Percy, who had just sat down himself.

"It's so on di Angelo, " Percy said.

"Bring it Jackson,"

"Danny's using Riptide. I'm kind of proud of him. As soon as I gave it to him, he threw it and it came up in his pocket. My fighting days are over, " I'm not sure if I should tell Percy I did the same. I mean, I would be nervous if my kid got cut by Stygian iron.

As Danny and Jere shook hands- both grinning, Percy's eyes narrowed. "Is that... your sword?"

"Sure is,"

"Aawww," Annabeth cooed suddenly from behind us. "That's cute. He was blessed wasn't he?"

"Sure was!" Will piped up from behind me, resting a hand softly on my shoulder.

The fight started with a cheering Percy. The two teens were obviously well trained. I knew Danny was going to win, deep down. He has the genes of the great Percy Jackson after all! But I quietly cheered for him.

As Danny's sword- Riptide- sliced through air, as well as a tiny bit of white hair, I blinked once before having a heart attack. The fight had been going on for a about half an hour and they were both tired. The two top swordsman going head to head.

I quickly shadow travelled down and as I travelled I let my senses reach out to figure out where the disturbance in shadows was.

I distantly knew that Will had stood from his seat and that Danny had a very confused look on his face but I found the disturbance in shadows easily.

I surged forward and gave the body in the shadows a light nudge.

The body tumbled out as I expertly jumped out, landing kneeling. Jere tumbled out and sank to his knees. I caught him just before he crumpled backwards.

"Oh gods Jere I'm so sorry. What did I do?" Danny asked me.

"Nothing don't worry. I took the black snap back off of Jere's head and unzipped his black hoodie. Why he was fighting in that I don't know.

A small crowd had gathered around us and I saw Will trying to push his way through it, with Chiara hanging onto the back of his yellow hoodie.

I tossed Will the hoodie as he approached me. Percy was smart enough to herd the crowd of teens and mortal parents (once a year mortal parents could come watch their kids fight if they wanted) back and give him some room.

"Nico what happened?" Will demanded.

"Uh... he just shadow travelled I guess," I rolled up his sleeve and watch his veins. Will probably would be doing this better but I remember what it was like when I first travelled. I almost faded then and there. And he isn't even a son of Hades.

"Blessing gone haywire I guess?" Will nodded slowly and watch as I took Jere's camp shirt off. He was sweating and will probably be asleep for a few days.

I flicked his hair back and sighed. I looked at Will. "I'll get a bed ready for him. Come on Chiara." The crowd had dissipated mostly, save for a small girl- who looked like a child of Hephaestus. She had a grease mark on her cheek and a toolbelt on her. She looked to be eleven or so.

"Will Jay-Jay be okay?"

Here is Solangelo because Solangelo is just beautiful and I've shipped it for YONKS.