Chapter one

Nico's POV:

"I still don't get why I have to sleep in the infirmary now every night," I said.

Will and I were in the infirmary. He was being so annoying it was adorable. But that's irrelevant. Obviously.

"I told you, Nico. It's your nightmares, they're freaking everybody out!" Will answered. "Can you elaborate on that? Because you're not very good at explaining," I grumbled back. "Listen, every time you have a nightmare about Tartarus, your powers go berserk. And frankly, it's not very good for your health. Or anybody else's," He added.

That made me mad. Why should he care about my health? I mean sure, I'm grateful that this hot- I mean… nice, dude cares about me. But the healy healthy son of Apollo thing he does is kind of annoying. And sweet. Who said that? Not me.

"And so I need to sleep in the infirmary because…?" I said, doing circular motions with my hands, like, "aaaand?" "The infirmary is the farthest away place from the cabins that you could sleep in and closest to the Apollo cabin, except for the big house, wich you would probably destroy if I didn't get there in time to wake you up," Will answered.

This was true, so naturally, it made me even madder. Will is the only person at camp who tried to wake me up and didn't end up in the infirmary, without even succeeding to wake me up.

"Fine. I'll sleep in the infirmary from now on," I said reluctantly. "Good, you start tonight," Will said as a huge grin spread across his face.