As soon as she finds out that her goddess, the one she's pledged allegiance to, has shot an arrow through her cousin's left shoulder, she leaves.
"You bitch! He is fifteen years old and I swear on my father's name that if you ever touch him again, and I mean even think about laying one finger on his head, I will destroy you."
The goddess of the hunt looks as if she's just been slapped, "Don't you ever talk to –"
"No, I wasn't done! If you ever lay a hand on any of my family, I will kill you." Thalia finishes, walking over to Nico, who has been bleeding, perched against a tree for the entirety of his cousin's rant. She places her lips on his head, breathes against his hairline ("I'm sorry") and helps him up, trudging through the snow, over to the son of Poseidon.
"I'm done, Artemis. That was a line and you crossed it." She says calmly, eyes narrow.
Percy wonders who she means by family (Nico? Jason? Annabeth? Him?).
I absolutely love Nico, Percy, & Thalia and their relationship. They are Better than the Masses is basically just a load of one shots & drabbles that have to do with these three. I'll probably update every few days or so. Leave a review and let me know what you think. xx