Reincarnations

Chapter One: Bianca di Angelo

Nico's POV

It was nighttime when Will and I reached the Orphanage. We were thinking of adopting a child, maybe around four to six, so that we could… how did he put it? experience raising a child, just like our dear friends Percy, Annabeth, Jason, Piper and even Leo and Calypso.

Percy and Annabeth already had three kids, two boys called Lucas Michael Jackson and Ferdinand Charles Jackson, and one girl named Zoe Silena Jackson.

Jason and Piper had two kids, fraternal twins called Tristan Micah Grace and Vanessa Helen Grace, and Piper was pregnant with another baby (whose gender is unknown to all).

Leo and Calypso had one baby girl named Esperanza Millie Valdez.

Anyway, back to the topic.

Will and I were walking toward the orphanage. Will was many paces ahead of me, looking eagerly toward meeting our (hopefully) new child.

Me? Not so much. I mean, I'm okay with kids and all, but they can get on my nerves sometimes. Their cheery, "adorable" voices… ugh. After all, I am one of those really moody, quiet guys right?

The orphans were obviously trying to show us how amazing they were… they all stood in one row, still as statues, beaming angelically and giving their best "puppy dog eyes", according to Will.

A few kids were wandering around, as if not knowing that there were possible parents around, or not caring.

A few children caught my eye.

One of them was a brunette with giant blue eyes and a cheeky smile; she was wearing a pretty blue frock which matched her eyes perfectly. She was four years old, a little young for us but her cuteness made up for it.

The next was a five year old boy with jet black hair and brown eyes. He was my perfect kid, all emo and dark and stuff. He didn't seem very interested in meeting us, mostly he just stared at the floor and mumbled a lot. He was cute, but not as cute as the previous one; in fact he seemed almost mature.

The last one was a young girl, six years old, just the right age for us. She had dark hair and dark eyes, and a very pretty olive complexion. She was one of the ones wandering around and was sitting on a stool at the corner of a room when we took notice of her, tossing a small toy from hand to hand.

"Hey," I greeted her as kindly as possible.

"Hi," she responded dully, her eyes flickering up a little but returning to her little toy.

"That's a neat little toy you have there," Will said, appearing at my shoulder and stooping down as well.

"Thanks." She shrugged the compliment off as she continued to stay quiet.

"What's your name?" I asked curiously.

"I'm Bianka," she answered. My heart almost stopped and I just stared at her, shell shocked.

"Wait, what?" Will's tone obviously showed his surprise as well, when I glanced back his blue eyes were wide.

"Bianka, but spelled with a 'k', not a 'c'", she repeated, as if we were stupid.

Hey, it's creepy to meet your older sister's reincarnated self, which is technically younger than you and you're about to adopt her.

"How would you like to be adopted, Bianka?" Will asked for me, reading my thoughts.

"Really? That'd be so great!" Bianka squealed, much unlike her previous self. I almost couldn't believe that they were the same person.

Will and I shared a smile and we got up, me holding little Bianka's hand as we walked to the 'counter'. (AN: what's it actually called?)

"We'd like to adopt Bianka," I informed the lady there.

She gave us a warm smile. "That's great! Now, please fill in these forms," she gave us a stack of papers, "And Bianka's adoption will be complete! You can have a one-week trial if you'd like," she added kindly.

"No, thanks," I responded firmly. No matter what, I wasn't going to give Bianka up!

In a few minutes, we filled in all the forms, got the adoption papers and were headed off to our home.

Bianka's eyes widened when she stepped into the house. We led her to her room.

A plain bed was against the right wall, with a small night-table next to it, holding up a few knickknacks. A shelf was opposite to the bed, holding everything from picture books to kid's toys. There was also a large beanbag in one corner.

As Bianka hurried over to hug us, I smiled.

"Grazie di tutto*, Nico," she whispered in my ear, and for a split second I could feel Bianca's presence in the room with us, and then it was gone.

Welcome home, Bianka.

*Grazie di tutto means "thank you for everything" in Italian. I'm not sure if it's accurate or not, if it isn't, please tell me!

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