(A/N) This is my first fan fiction, so I hope you enjoy! The chapter will be relatively short, at least five hundred a chapter, I am, however, planning on writing longer chapters in the future. Be sure to leave a review and add this to a favorite if you really liked it.
On nights like this Nico walked around the streets of New York. It became a routine to wander the streets and alleys during rain storms. He found the rain to be relaxing and beautiful, especially when the wind howls and moans and blows so hard that you have to lean at a seventy-five degree angle just to keep yourself from being pushed down by the force. The boy particularly enjoyed nights like this because he could laugh at pedestrians when their umbrellas fly out of their hands and dance in the air while they desperately tried to protect themselves from the weather; no one would give Nico dirty looks as he laughed in the darkness behind a corner. He never saw the point in carrying around an umbrella, to him it was too much of a hassle. Instead the boy wore a heavy trench coat, which kept most of him dry, besides his head and the front of his body (unless he had the coat buttoned up).
So there he was, walking along the side walk in the middle of a rain storm at one in the morning. As he passed a florescent street lamp, he heard a small cry coming from an ally a few feet a head of him. He took a few steps toward it, and paused, and looked in to the darkness. There it was again, another small cry. At first he thought he was hearing things, but now he was sure that something was in there. The boy walked cautiously into the ally, his slender, pale hand resting n the hilt of his sword. As his eyes adjusted to the darkness he saw a mutilated creature lying in the middle of an ally. Then he saw where the cries were coming from. Thunder roared and boomed and a bolt of lightening struck the Empire State Building, a monstrous crackle followed a second after. The cries began to turn in to shrills and screams of terror; the small, fuzzy animals nuzzled against the cadaver, shaking. The son of Hades found a litter kittens trying to cuddle their deceased mother for warmth, some were even sucking on her breasts to get milk to no avail. The sight broke Nico's heart in to a million shards.
Quickly making up his mind, Nico began gathering up the orphans and held them to his chest. Of course they scratched and bite him, resisting as much as their brittle bodies could manage, but the struggles were useless. Nico knew that if he left them here they would surely die from fever and starvation, and if he took them to a shelter they would only put the kittens to sleep if they were not adopted fast enough, and in the state the kittens were in, they would surely not get adopted soon enough. Hopefully his father would understand and show some compassion. . .
So that wraps up the first chapter. what will happen to the kittens, how will Hades feel about letting strays into his house? Find out in the next chapter.