Chapter 1
3rd person:
Nico's sword grew heavy as Hecate backed down, he didn't realize how tired he was until now. The fight had been long, tedious, bloody, and unforgettable. Nico using all aspects of his power, Hecate doing the same. "You have bested me Son of Hades," she shaky breath obscured her sentence. "But, I am a goddess… And you, will show me respect! Kneel, boy." Her rage was pure. Hecate hated Nico with every fiber of her being. "Never." Nico spat at her feet. He was not stupid he knew he should have backed down. But Hecate was the reason Hazel was dead, he needed revenge.
"Fine." What! How could she be fine! She raised her hand to chest level. "With the power vested in me by Zeus, I, Hecate, banish you, Nico Di Angelo, to the dimension of second Earth!" A crazed smile played on her face. Nico without ever going to second Earth assumed it was not a happy place. She said 'second Earth' in the way you would say Tartarus. A purple blast leaped from her finger tips consuming Nico in a purple version of shadow travel.
Nico had never understood why others hate shadow travel. To him it felt wonderful. He hated this. He was dragged along, but not through the familiar shadow dimension, this was something different. It was no longer screams of the tortured, it was silence. His screams were unheard in the darkness. The distress he felt mirrored those he has brought with in the shadow realm.
To all Nico Di Angelo was dead, wiped from history. Only the gods knew his whereabouts, and for the first time Hades knew if his son died now it would be better for him.
