Chapter 1: NICO

This is weird. I love someone, but I can't have her. Ever had that feeling? Yeah. It sucks. I hate that feeling. By the way, I'm Nico di Angelo. Son of Hades. Yes, you heard me right. Hades. God of the Underworld. I had a sister, she was older than me. She became a huntress. She died in a quest. I hate hunters now. They're the reason why Bianca died.

I stayed at my cabin in Camp Half-Blood. I was now a year rounder there, since my father is way down there, and my mom and sister died. I have nowhere else to go. Good thing is, I have friends here. His name is Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon, the sea god. He has a girlfriend (lucky him, eh?) named Annabeth Chase, daughter of Athena, goddess of Wisdom. Thalia was my friend. Well, that was before she became the lieutenant of the Hunters of Artemis. I hate her now. Or do I?

I went outside my cabin, and strolled at the beach. You are now wondering, what is the son of Hades strolling in a beach? Well, that beach is memorable to me. I sat down on the sand. The waves are calming, even though I'm not a child of Poseidon. There's so many things running in my mind, Bianca's death, Thalia, my mom's death, Thalia, what I'm going to do now, Thali- I said Thalia again and again, didn't I? I sighed. Am I in love? With a huntress? That is NOT acceptable. Well, for me, it's not. Besides, she took an oath that she won't be in the company of men, anyway. So it's very impossible.

I was thinking all of this when I heard the bushes move. I stood up alarmed, with my Stygian iron sword.

"Who's there?" I said. I was a little bit scared, but as the son of the death god, I showed no fear.

"Dude! Chill. It's just me." Percy said, with his hands up, like he was arrested.

"Don't just go and spy on me!" I relaxed, and put back my sword.

"Fine, fine." Percy mumbled. "I'm so sorry for spying on you, Mr. Nico di Angelo, the ghost king" He said sarcastically.

"What do you want?" I grumbled.

"The hunters are back. Gonna take a vacation here or something."

I winced when he said the word hunters. I hate the hunters, since Bianca died and left me here alone.

"Great." I said, sarcastically. But Percy didn't seem to recognize if a person is being sarcastic or not. He's quite clueless.

"You miss her, don't you?" Percy said with a sly grin on his face.

I immediately thought of Thalia, which made me blush, but I said "No, I don't"

"HA! I didn't mention a name, but you reacted immediately! You DO miss someone from the hunters!" Percy exclaimed.

"Fine. It's Bianca." I said quietly.

"I don't believe you, di Angelo"

"Then don't!" I shouted, then left him.

I went back to my cabin, which is pretty cool, well, for me. I think the other campers were kinda afraid of my cabin. I like fear. And death. I sat down on my bed, and when I sat, a horn trumpet thingy was blowing, and the sounds of wolves can be heard. The hunters are here. Great. Just great.

I went outside and there I saw girls wearing white camo pants and some jackets. Their hair was braided. They look tired, yet fierce. Looking at them reminds me of Bianca. So I just went inside my cabin again. When I was about to get seated on my bed, there was a knock on my door. I just sighed and went to the door.

When I opened the door, I saw a girl. A huntress. She was a little bit smaller than me, smiling big. Her eyes were electric blue. I stared at her eyes. I was still staring when she said,

"Hey, Dead Boy."

"Hey, Pinecone Face." I replied.

"How are you?"

"Fine. You?"

"Good."

She was still smiling at me by the time the conversation finished. Silence.

"Can you please stop smiling at me, it's freaking me out." I finally said.

"The son of the god of the underworld, freaked by a huntress smiling at him" Thalia laughed at the thought. I laughed, too.

"So, how's your love life?" She suddenly asked. I was too stunned by her question to answer. I looked down on the floor and didn't say a word. I would like to say I like you, but…it's impossible.