Okay this is my first story so I want to here what I did wrong and what i should keep on doing. This is just a little story about how Nico feels after they rescued him and he is on the Argo. Anyway enjoy...
I Heard their whispers.
I heard how supposedly I was was Gaia' spy,
How I was responsible for everything wrong.
I know it's all not true, but I've heard it so much I am starting to believe them.
I can't look at myself without thinking traitor
I shouldn't be here...
My time was supposed to end a long time ago.
And what's keeping me here a half-sister who doesn't care for me,
A friend who now takes me for the enemy,
Or is it the burning desire to make my father proud...
When everyone knows he will never be proud of the failure I am.
I keep on drinking the nectar they gave hoping it will make the pain go away,
I taste a familiar taste of linguini but I don't remember ever eating it before.
Maybe my mother used to make it for me...
With one last sip I feel a burning heat inside my stomach and see a flash of light.