Main Pairing: Nico/ Melody
Side Pairings {Gods, there is a LOT}: Akash/Ruby, Eric/Dea, Percy/Annabeth, Jason/Piper, Leo/Reyna, and Frank/Hazel
Description: {from this chapter. No, literally.}: No, it was just her face that kept him with this damned, cursed, violent world.
Rated: Rated M for some mature things, as for some alcohol and most language. Nico and Melody have foul mouths here, people.
Also Rated M for a shirtless Nico. It could end badly.
Melody's POV
". . . Well maybe you should stop being a slut!" She hollered in his face. The Son of Hades, aka Nico di Angelo, glared at her.
"Shut up Sepharis. I can do whatever I want. I'm fucking 16," he growled at her. Her electric blue eyes glared instantly at him. She was gritting her teeth, her eyes glowing in anger. Once more, the other campers (Roman and Greek), sighed at their exchange. Honestly, shouldn't they just stop arguing and hook up already? They all thought. Seriously, they fight, argue, and hate each other, and fight like an old married couple!
"Just get a fucking room Di Angelo and Sepharis!" One of the campers hollered. Nico and her glared at him, making him shrink back, hollering at the same time, "Shut up!"
The demigods groaned. Honestly, could they not see the sexual tension between them? It was clearly obvious!
Melody gritted her teeth and stomped away to the Athena cabin, seeing Dea, the Daughter of Athena, and Legacy of Apollo sitting on her bunk.
She knocked on the door, and Dea slid out of her bunk and opened the door, letting the Daughter of Apollo and Legacy of Venus inside.
"Fighting with Di Angelo, again?" Dea asked kindly. Melody nodded, seeing red in her vision. Dea shook her head, amused.
"Just hook up already," she snickered. Melody glanced up at her closet friend in horror.
"Not you too!" she cried out. Dea bursted into fits of laugher.
"I have been shipping you guys!" Dea cackled. Melody groaned.
"Oh yeah? Well I ship you and Perez!" Melody hollered. Dea became quiet, and then she began to shake uncontrollably. Then, she began to sob; it wasn't loud, because Melody could catch a glimpse of Eric Perez, the only Son of Hecate, holding some girl's hand.
I-Is that… Hazel?" She hissed to the Daughter of Athena. Dea nodded sadly.
"Hazel Levequse. Daughter of fucking Pluto!" Melody snarled.
"How long?" Melody snarled.
"Since November 16th," Dea murmured.
"It's December. They've been going out for 9 months!" Melody screeched.
"That bitch!" She hissed, close to yelling. Dea flinched and nodded slowly, blinking away her tears. Melody stopped, and quickly ran to hug her best friend.
"Dea shhh, it's going to be alright." Melody murmured.
"No. It's not going to be alright anymore. My curse is not going to be taken off." Dea sobbed quietly. Melody looked at her best friend.
"You haven't told him?" She whispered.
"How could I, Melody? How could I tell the person I like, that oh- I'm sorry, I have a curse on me, and I'm head or heels in love with you? But enough about me how was your day?" Dea spoke sarcastically, sadness laced in her voice. Melody instantly felt depressed for her friend.
Her curse, given to her by Lady Hera and Lady Aphrodite, (Her Greek form), Melody reminded herself, was simply given since Dea had cussed out her grandmother, including Hera, and basically said that love sucked.
Yeah, moral of this story? Don't piss off gods or goddess. Bad idea. Bad move, unless you are Percy Jackson.
It's a total dick move. Literally.
Dea looked gloomily at her best friend, and stood up, grabbing something- her wand.
"Melody, you know I was created, not…. Born, right?" Dea spoke awkwardly.
"Created?" Melody spoke with a raised eyebrow. Dea nodded.
"Created. Created by Loki, God of Mischief, and Athena, in which you already know, Goddess of Battle Strategy." Dea answered.
"Loki… Loki… The Norse God? So… you're a Greek, Egyptian, and Norse?" Melody asked, jaw-dropped. Dea nodded once more.
"Yeah. But… my curse… I'm running away. I'm not coming back… ever." Dea spoke. Melody almost screamed.
"What? Leaving? Leaving me here? Is it because you can't face Perez?" Melody spoke. Dea nodded.
"Somewhat. I can't face him, correct, and this would cause a war. A child created of two Gods/Goddess, and isn't a Goddess, or God. I'm a normal demigod, like you." Dea answered.
"Dea! Face your damned fears! Look, Themida is a carbon copy of Drew. Kick her sorry bitchy ass. I'll have some popcorn along with it." Melody told her friend. Dea shook her head.
"Dea! Do it… For Perez!" Melody spoke, using him. Dea stared at her for a few seconds, and slowly nodded.
"Alright. For him and your damn plea for me to stay." Dea grumbled.
"Thank you. Now come on, its dinnertime!" Melody spoke, dragging her friend out the door.
Dinnertime was very interesting.
Well, if you count three Gods/Goddess and a prophecy, yeah, it's a good night.
Lord Hades, Apollo, and Lady Aphrodite came possibly during the campfire. Lord Hades gave a pat to his son, while Lord Apollo came and patted Melody on the back as well.
"I have received news from those ghosts, gossip, and I need to see if it is true." Lord Hades rumbled. Melody looked at him confused.
"I have received news that my son, has slept with a Daughter of Apollo. Or, as Melody Sepharis." He boomed.
"M-Mels? You…You slept with di Angelo?" Dea whispered fearfully. She looked shocked.
What? That's crazy! There's NO way I would've done that, in my own mind! She thought.
Then you weren't in your correct head, a voice in her head whispered. Melody shook her head. She racked her brain, but didn't remember anything.
"Hypnos wiped your memories," Apollo spoke. Melody's mouth fell down.
"What?" Melody and Nico hollered at the same time. The campers looked at them weirdly.
"So, you wanted to see those memories, again?" Lord Hades spoke with a smirk. Melody went red, while Nico looked at her, smirking. Melody became redder, a scowl forming on her face.
"Calm down Daughter. Chiron, can we talk in the Big House?" Lord Apollo addressed him. Chiron nodded, and trotted to the Big House, and Melody felt a hand wrap onto hers.
Nico Di Angelo stared intensely into her blue eyes, gently sweeping away a piece of dark brown hair away from her eyes. Her cheeks became redder, and her icy heart slowly began to melt. Nico dragged her to the Big House, and Melody regained her correct mind, her mask slipping back on.
Lord Hades placed his fingers on her temples, and she passed out, falling down with a thud.
-{A week prior to present day}-
Melody peeked inside the Hades' Cabin, seeing a drunken Nico Di Angelo. He looked somewhat sober, and looked deep in thought. She hesitated on knocking, but she knocked anyway.
She had heard his footsteps, but they were like a bolt of lightning striking every time, and she held in her breath as he opened the door.
A shirtless Nico fucking Di Angelo was in her presence. Then she realized it was pouring and she was soaked.
Soaked from head to toe and was shivering like an idiot. And blushing wildly at a presence of a shirtless Nico Di Angelo.
"Get in here, you'll die of a fucking fever or something," Nico grumbled, dragging her inside. Melody grunted but came inside, the warmth hitting her like someone warm wrapping her into a hug.
"What the fuck were you doing in the fucking rain, Sepharis? It's pouring out there!"Nico shouted. Melody flinched. She was fucking freezing her ass off and he had the nerve to ask her why she was in the rain?
Oh wait . . . she didn't even know why she was in the rain in the first place!
Gods, luck was not on her side tonight.
". . . Well?" Nico growled. Melody had to admit, she enjoyed it when he growled at her, for some reason. It made her feel funny.
She continued to look at him, her eyes slowly narrowing. It was getting way too stuffy in here.
He must have seen her shivering, because then he asked, "You want something to drink? Wine, hot tea, anything warm?" He asked. She was baffled.
Was he really that intoxicated? If he was, wouldn't he be slurring every single word that came out of his lips?
"Wine is fine," Melody spoke after she had snapped out her thoughts. Like the shadows themselves, Nico vanished and appeared less than seconds after he had disappeared. He appeared with two cups this time- no, maybe they were wine glasses, and as he poured the wine in each one, Melody watched him.
Not in amusement, but with focus and sharp angles. She had never looked at him this way. Plus, she didn't know how or when she started to act like this.
But she did know, as when he handed her the glass and she took a sip, the liquid rushed down her body and it burned the back of her throat, and made her warmer.
But the thing was, she wanted to be warmer. Not be steaming hot warm, but warm like how candlelight surrounds you and warms you up in slow-motion.
". . . Melody?" Nico softly whispered. Melody took a chance and finally saw what he looked like- not the frightening, deathly aura, Nico Di Angelo, the Son of Hades she knew.
In most ways, he was almost the replica of his Father, Hades, and God of the Underworld. Maybe too much.
She slowly reached up, slightly touching his jaw. Nico looked at her straight-dead in the eyes, and crashed his lips to hers, and he felt it.
Other than the wine glasses falling to the floor and crashing down, (which he would have to clean up later), he felt that burning rage.
The rage of wanting more. He quickly stared down at Melody, seeing that she was hypnotized. Completely.
She was at his mercy now. But then, he couldn't deny his feelings… for her. He wanted more. More than the touch of her body on his. No, he couldn't figure out what he had wanted. Desire. Flaming desire. The number one emotion that ran through him when he had first seen her, at camp, at age ten. When he was still the childish, free-spirited, funny, happy Nico Di Angelo.
And… he couldn't forget how he had kissed her. How that had felt. It wasn't an old, brain-dead memory he had, it was a memory that he would cherish. Forever. Even if that meant losing her in the process.
I will not lose her. I will not lose Melody Sepharis. The Daughter of Apollo, Legacy of Venus. And… my Mate. My Bonded One.
I will not lose what is mine.
That was the last thought he had, before he took what was his. All he remembered was her face. Not the moaning, screaming, or her pleas for him to go faster.
Nor did both of them see a blinding, white light surround them, and it surrounded them fully.
No, it was just her face that kept him with this damned, cursed, violent world.
-{End of flashback}-
Nico
The Son of Hades gasped, his eyes popping open. Sweat formed around his forehead, and he stared at Melody. Her light blue eyes seemed to remind Nico of the sky, the one he would look at, and now, it reminded him of her.
Nico cleared away the rest of her falling pieces of hair, and surprisingly, she has snuggled into his touch.
But Rachel Elizabeth Dare had walked in, saying hello. Her fiery red hair was messed up in every place, in every direction, and in every hairstyle you could think of. Eric and Dea suddenly ran into the room together, and Rachel's eyes glowed green.
"Beware, the cursed child of Athena,
Who seeks Love as her comfort,
And shall find it in the darkest of times,
But only when her Love shall turn on the light." Rachel fainted. Dea paled and ran out the door, and Eric chased after her, yelling. That was enough noise to wake up Melody, and she muttered, "Cursed Athena child. Is Dea."
"Gods…" Nico whispered. Melody looked at him tiredly, and nodded. He held her close, and gently pushed away the hair covering her face, revealing her softly blinking light blue eyes. Her eyes seemed to glow an eerily hauntily light blue, blinking like a cats'.
"Too bad Sepharis, I'm not letting you go," he murmured. Melody murmured something that Nico couldn't hear, and he managed to shadow-travel back to the Hades cabin, placing her on the bed, admiring how the black and dark grey sheets contrasted with her pale skin. He saw a peek of a blood-red, and he groaned, but then he saw how it also contrasted with her pale, porcelain skin. He snuggled up beside her and a felt a life-force in her.
A child. Nico Di Angelo, Son of Hades. A fucking father.
Can my day get any better? He thought, dozing off to sleep next to her, as she wrapped her tiny arms around him, and he smelled her scent- jasmine and lavender, from her shampoo or soap.
Yeah, this would not get any worse.
He was completely, and off-the-charts, wrong.
{Line Break}
Dea
She ran.
She didn't look back. Well, that was until Eric tackled her down in the Forest.
His body was trapping hers, as she was below him, her dark, grey/blue eyes flickering into his.
"Tell me." He begged.
"No." Dea murmured. She tried getting him off her, trying without any success.
Yeah. Key word: Trying.
It did not end well. Eric Perez was very stubborn. His hazel brown eyes bore into her eyes, and her eyes looked like pale ice in this light.
"Please. Get off me." Dea murmured.
"No." Came his reply.
"P-Please," she whispered. Eric cupped his hands on her back, and gently pushed her up she would be in his lap.
"No Dea. Tell me, please." He begged. Dea held back her tears. They were threatening to roll down so badly.
"I…I'm sorry… Amoure." She murmured, getting off him and ran off. She yelped again, and her next words were muffled as she felt a pair of lips on her own.
Shock was written all over her face, her cheeks regaining their red color and warmth, and her body felt like screaming.
Or singing, the Daughter of Athena didn't know. All she felt was the burning pressure. She opened her eyes after she felt coldness on her lips. Her breath was shallow, and her eyes had darkened a bit.
"You called me Love. In what language?" Eric murmured against her skin.
"Not telling," her rough voice replied back.
"That's fine. We should get back to camp- we'll freeze out here." Eric spoke. Dea wiped her lips and ran off, not looking back, ignoring his pleas for her to come back.
"I'm never coming back." Dea murmured, and mentally wished Eric Perez good luck on Melody's wrath- because she was scary.
A/N: So… did you enjoy this? I did. Added some things in there to make it a bit more interesting.
Well, the pairings shall develop… as well as a new one that will pop up next chapter… and that will be hilarious to write.
I have a Special Thanks now, which is a thing I rarely do.
Special Thanks to: Akash and Ruby for saying "Yes" for letting me use their characters. Really. I find it amazing that they would let a crazy fangirl like me use their characters.
Eric Perez: Who does NOT know I used his character in this story, aha. He is my BF in-real-life and all that stuff. He would probably almost kill me, but eh.
And a shout-out for these three people. All three of you guys make my day.
As for the translation in this chapter:
Amoure: {Means Love in Italian}
Yes, I am cruel. Eric and Dea (Or as my friends call it, Dearic), will take a while to develop.
*Hides*
Yes, I ship Frank X Hazel but please, please, bear with me.
Alright… now that that's over, I can now say: REVIEW!