Disclaimer: Percy Jackson is entirly Rick Riodan's

They called me dead.
They thought I was gone
Man, I wouldn't have been surprised if they had burned my shroud.
It started after we won the Giant War because I didn't heal like the others.
I started having blackouts if anything reminded me of my torture from Gaia.
After a major blackout which ended with me falling of the lava wall and cracking my skull I was confined to my depressing cabin where I lost my will to live.
Each time people visited I couldn't talk with them.

Percy brought me food every day until I started refusing. I couldn't. Percy cried and said to me that he was breaking with me.
It's been a week since my last food but I don't suffer dehydration since Percy regulates that.
I stared at the roof and waited to die. And then two faces appeared above me- people I had REALLY not expected to show up.
Thalia Grace, Hunter of Artemis and the girl I used to have a major crush on and Hades Kronion, my dad, who I thought didn't give a damn.

They both had tears in their eyes which surprised me.
"my gods I've seen skeletons looking better" my dad mumbled.
I tried speaking but I only managed a croak"w..why?"
Thalia started crying.
"I thought the war was over and we were all safe, Nico why? Why can't you move on?" she sobbed.
"Nico you are sick."
Dad said
no shit, Sherlock I thought
He must of heard because he smiled a very watery smile.
" Nico I know you are strong and you can pull this through but you don't have a reason why.
Your soul has given up.
Let me show you glimpses of your future should you get...better."
And suddenly everything went black.

Flashing images went through my head until it stopped by one.
It was me in my late twenties sitting on a comfy armchair while a five year old girl with long, raven hair and a big smile plastered on her face.
"Daddy! Mommy said grandpa was coming to my birthday!
And auntie hazel and uncle frank have arrived!"
My older me smiled and I tried to smile too, she said it with so much enthusiasm it was amazing.
Older me took her in his lap and said
"That's brilliant, my little one, now where is your momma?"
Exactly in that moment a woman arrived.
She had a black jumper and skinny black jeans.
But I couldn't look in her face it was like looking at something so blurry that you can't possibly look at it.
"I'm here Nic.
Frank and hazel are resting from their long journey."
Suddenly the room darkened and I was alarmed but the older family smiled.
"Wow can there be any more surprises?" I asked incredulous
It was Hades, lord of the dead, looking like an movie star grandpa and he was SMILING.
I nearly passed into shock as he hugged older me, my daughter and my wife.
What may seem normal for most was world changing for me.
My dad seemed proud of me and seemed to love me and my family!
It was the happiest scene I had ever seen.

The image faded and I was back in my cabin.
My dad was smiling and Thalia was looking at me knowingly like she shared my vision.
I smiled and started to get up.
As I opened the door people were crowded around my cabin probably because they had seen my dad go in. But as I came out with Thalia nearly carrying me everybody looked like they had seen a walking dead.
I laughed. I actually laughed! It sounded weird, kind of croaky but it was the best thing I had heard in weeks.
Percy came to me with a face like "how?" but then he pulled me in a hug.
My dad came out of the cabin and nearly the whole camp looked like "please don't kill me"
and it was so comical he too started to laugh.
It wasn't a manic laugh but a deep bass which echoed around.
He took me carefully out of Percy's arms and conjured a lounger and set me down.
"Get him food!" he ordered.
Many demigods who had been paralyzed ran towards the big house and in less than a minute I was surrounded by food.
"No."
Was the only thing I managed to say.
My dad's eyes quelled with tears again and so did Thalia's and Percy's.
As I saw those tears I knew there are people who care what happens to me and if the vision of my future was right I'll be happy with wife and child.
If I eat something everything will get better.
I'll fight for that.

I took some ambrosia and I felt myself getting better.
The ambrosia tasted different not like the chocolate spread me and my sister used to eat but like life.
It was a sweet taste with a bitter tinge and made me long for a better day.
It was only then that I felt the hunger that I had unconsciously suppressed all these days.
As if I had been possessed I started eating as fast as my hand could bring the godly food to my face.
A large hand stopped me.
It was the hand of my father who was smiling down at me,
"I'm glad you're eating, son, but if you eat anymore of that you're going to burn up"
"Ok dad" I said, surprising everybody including myself.
I quenched the flame of appetite and turned to normal food taking a piece of pizza.
My dad chuckled "Some godly food from my side and some Italian from hers."
The demigods were shocked by the amount of cheery stuff he did while I was astounded that he could mentioned my mother without getting angry or sad.
Suddenly I felt fingers on my shoulder.

I looked around and I was ...there is no word for it.
Flabbergasted and overjoyed?
No.
That would degrade how I really felt.
I don't know...
Because behind me was my mom.
Then I started weeping soundlessly because I had clearly lost my mind.
"Nici? What's wrong?" my mother asked
" you're not real... You can't be... Oh this is cruel..."
She cupped my face in her hands.
"Nic I am. The fates had given me to your father as a apology for something.
Thank the gods that its spring or Persephone would of disintegrated me."
My father's face darkened as soon as she mentioned Persephone. Interesting...
I pulled my mother in a hug which would on been bone crushing if I hadn't been so frail.
As I looked over her shoulder I saw that the campers had gone, well, except Percy, Annabeth and Thalia.
My mother stood back and my friend swooped down on me like vultures and I smiled.

When they were finished I tried to get up and was greeted by black fabric.
It was my dad and he was hugging me.
Now, since he's god of the underworld you might think he smells of death and decay but no he smelled like cinnamon and, weirdly, roses.
I latched on to him and pictures started flowing in my head.
It was my dad holding a 3 year old me with Bianca at his side. Then I saw Mom, dad, Bianca and me posing for a family photograph, like a real family.
It looked like a normal family from the 1940's but if you looked closely you'd see the shadows clinging to the man and the pain in the woman's eyes like she was savoring the moment for darker times, like she already missed the man who stood beside her.
Many images flashed by, all peaceful, showing love and comfort.
I came back to reality and staggered because I was still weak but dad caught me and heaved me up in his arm.
"Nico I have built Maria a house not far from here where you will move and get better. I'll visit every day and if you don't get better I'll know. Your friends may visit but not to long they might exhaust you."
Wow...
And I thought he can't be a good father.
Never been more wrong in my life...

It seemed like he loved me and how he looked at my mom...he looked like he doesn't just love her but like she was his life.
He never looked at Persephone like that.
Maybe, just maybe he would divorce her.
No that would be hoping too much.
Hades grimaced like he had heard my thoughts.
But it wasn't like he thought what I thought was bad, no; it was like he had been reminded of something unpleasant.
I didn't think about it much because I noticed then that I was exhausted by all the day's events and passed out.


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