Guardian of the River Styx
This is my first fan fiction. I was up early this morning and the idea came to me (actually it was a couple nights ago but I just figured out how tot use this thing :P). It will be one-shot unless people want more (I do have more chapters, I just want the reader to want to read them).
It is 3rd person but you're reading it from Nico's perspective. After TLO and before TLH
I welcome flames, critics, and compliments.
Disclaimer: I do not own the PJO series… well I own the books, but not the right to re-write anything. Not that I would! I just… okay here's the story…
Nico walked to the Styx. It was one of his favorite places to be in the Underworld, probably because of her. She was beautiful; she had choppy sandy blonde hair that went to her shoulders, bright blue eyes, and she was tall (but shorter than Nico), pale, and she wasn't weak, her small frame was muscular and it worked for her. She had both elegance and sadness to her walk, which was why Nico befriended her in the first place- to know why she was sad. But now, they're best friends. Hopefully more… thought Nico.
"Hey Nico," she smiled. She was sitting by the Styx in her usual attire- jeans, a light green V-neck, no shoes, and a small silver ring with a green stone on her right middle finger.
"Hey you," Nico replied with a smile. Gods I love her smile… He leaned against a tree looking across the Styx wearing the usual- black skinny jeans (A/N I feel Nico is one of the few guys who can make them look manly), a dark grey shirt, his Aviator jacket, and black sneakers.
She pouted. Nico gave a little smile, he loved making her pout.
"You? Is that my name now? I'm not nameless you know." She looked up at Nico, her lips formed into pout, but her eyes were light and joking.
"Okay fine," Nico gave a dramatic sigh. "Hello Anya, bravest Naiad in the world. Immortal Guardian of the River Styx. And, pause for dramatic effect…"
Anya laughed. Nico loved making her laugh. She was one of the only people he completely trusted, Percy being the other one.
Nico cleared his throat and finished looking at her, "…my best friend."
Anya laughed again, "aside from that Percy Jackson, you mean."
"Wait, what?" Nico was too busy looking at her face when she laughed he hadn't heard a word she said.
"Oh Nico," Anya sighed not realizing he's been staring at her, "do we have to go over this again? I already told you. Because I am the Guardian of the River Styx, whenever someone makes an oath to it, I watch them for the rest of their lives to make sure they never break it." As she talked, her gaze slowly drifted across the Styx, where the Hades' Palace was.
"No, no. I remember," Nico said. "Your life is 'never boring, but always lonely'."
"Until I meet you that was true," Anya nodded. "Now I have the excitement of looking forward to our, "She glanced pointedly at Nico, "…random meetings."
Nico felt bad about that. He really did want to spend more time with her but, "Being a demigod-"
"I know," Anya interrupted smiling. In a bad imitation of Nico's voice she said, "Being a demigod is hectic. We never know who will be chasing us next. We could die at any… WHAT'S SO FUNNY?" she demanded.
Nico couldn't stop laughing. "You're…*immense laughter* you're not good at…*more immense laughter* at doing…*Anya glares at the continuous laughter from Nico* imitations…" Nico finally managed to say.
Suddenly a sword appeared at his throat.
"You wanna say that again?" Anya's voice was harsh but her eyes were shinning and her lips formed a mile that she was trying to hide. She can never keep a straight face. Nico grinned at he reached for his sword. Cute, easy to talk to, and violent… This is definitely why I like her. Nico smiled, stood up, and faced her.
Anya feigned shock. "You really want to fight me? I've lived so long; I've become a sword master." They battled every time they saw each other.
Nico waved his hand dismissingly, "And," he imitated her voice perfectly, "I've made so many friendship bracelets I can do it with my eyes closed, I've practically memorized my all favorite books, I've-"
Anya's sword clashed with Nico's. "You talk too much," she grinned.
"Only with you," was the reply. But the real reply was in Nico's head: Only with you because my walls come crashing down... And I don't mind that.
The two friends fought one another as if they were enemies, until…
"HA! Beat you again. I think this is my 20th victory in a row." Anya grinned at the boy, who was currently at the sharp end of her sword and lying on the ground scowling.
"Ya… But I lasted at least thirty minutes longer this time!" Nico smiled at his accomplishment. "Help me up."
"Please." Anya glared at Nico. She hated being commanded to do something.
Nico sighed, "Please help me up oh wise and beautiful Anya, who is clearly more powerful than I, the son of Hades. " There was a plethora of sarcasm in his voice (A/N my English teacher would be so proud to know I used 'plethora'), but that's how they always talked to each other.
Anya smirked, liking the title Nico had given her. "I think you should call me that more often." She extended her hand and helped him up. They were face to face. "So um…" Anya blushed fiercely, "How beautiful are we talking about?" She asked sheepishly. Nico blushed a dark shade of red, but Anya was looking at the ground. "Like Aphrodite beautiful or…"
And suddenly, Nico himself isn't exactly sure why, but he kissed her. It was just on the cheek, but both of them were blushing like there's no tomorrow. Anyone looking from a distance would have thought they were embarrassed, but if you were right next to them you could see their eyes seemed to be relieved and thrilled at the same time. They stared at each other for a while until,
"Race you Cerberus!" Nico shouted behind him as he took off.
"Hey! You cheated!" Anya shouted back running after him.
The two friends ran toward Cerberus, laughing the whole time.
Okay so that's it. Please R&R! If you want more, tell me in your review. Thanks for reading!
