AN: Hey guys! Here pretty late, with a new update! WOOHOO! It's been a week. I want to thank everyone who reviewed and liked and followed. I promise I will message you guys but i haven't really got the chance yet. That seems pretty bad after only just starting but oh well. As always, if you guys have any questions, comments, whatever feel free to PM me, leave a review, follow, like, the works. This is Nico's POV and it's where things start to pick up. The italics is an excerpt of the end of the prologue. See you next week!

''I grinned, and screamed "WE'RE GOING TO COLLEGE! WOOOOOOHOOOO!" and left Nico laughing hysterically, as I tackled him, and whispered, "Love you too". Kissing him again while he was still grinning."

I smiled remembering his enthusiasm toward going to college. I on the other hand, wasn't as thrilled. Sure it would be great with him and I living in our own dorm together, having an independence and learning but being born in the 1940's, I have barely any knowledge of scientific advances or anything above 3rd grade level really, because I was only 10 when I was taken to the Casino.

It's scary really because I don't know anything much, especially not much of what a high school senior should. I've been hiding this from Will for a while because I don't want him to feel sad that he feels so happy, but that probably doesn't make sense.

I heard a sound, a familiar voice as I was called back from my thoughts. Will was calling my name from the other side of the room. He just set another box labeled "NICO'S PICTURES" on the ground, and looked up into my eyes.

"Are you okay Nico? You look a little—off. Like sad even. I can't really grasp the word right now." He looked into my eyes, his bright blue ones his light, overcoming my dull blue ones, my darkness. They drew me out of my dark past, and into the now bright future. Strangely enough, this thought made me want to open up to him even more, and be a bit more selfish than usual.

"Yea I guess." I walked over to him and put my arms around his waist and head on his shoulder, "I'm just a bit scared."

"Of what babe?" He asked shifting his head to look back at me.

"Going to college, and not understanding anything, because I—I," I focused on him alone, on his strength "Haven't really learned anything past present-day third grade level," I said really fast.

He looked confused, "Say it slower Babe. C'mon it's okay."

I took a deep breath and drew more strength from him, remembering the days I did that with Reyna, "I haven't really learned anything past present-day third grade level." I said it slowly, pronouncing each syllable. He only laughed.

"Death Boy, I have an easy fix for that." He took out the monster proof celestial bronze laptops that Leo made for all demigods. "There is this website on the internet," he started typing furiously, faster than my eyes could keep track. I was glad I learned what the internet was, "called Khan Academy. It has different grade levels form kindergarten all through high school on different subjects, the important ones, like math, science, history and English. I've been using it to catch up because after I turned 11, I had to run away. I came to Camp Half-Blood at 11. It took me a while though, but I wasn't really using it often. If you tried, you could probably do it in a month or so, so don't book your classes yet." He looked just about finished typing and handed the bronze device to me. I knew how to use it, just not well, and as if reading my mind, he finished, "It would also help you become familiar with technology." I rested the device on the table.

I was so lucky to have my Sunshine in my life. He gave me hope, he game me light, he solved my problems. I loved him with all of my soul. I felt a rush of relief. He gave me relief too. Relief that was too blissful to me to ever forget. I kissed him, and started out deep and slow, pouring in passion from the start. "I love you, I really do. You will never know how much." I said as I broke away.

He grinned "I know, and so do I. We are all in that same damn boat of love." I laughed, one that rose from deep inside my throat and heart. "C'mon", he said, using his head to gesture to the boxes, "We still got work to do. The faster we finish, the faster we can move on to other things. Doctor's orders." He finished, wiggling his eyebrows. I laughed.

"Yes doctor." I said with a mock salute, and walked to the side of the table to get the knife we used to cut through the tape on the boxes. This was such a normal thing for people these day to do when moving in with their significant other. They used knives to cut open boxes. Demigods used knives to destroy monsters until they're physically replaced by a pile of dust. It was so strange, it made me want to laugh. I voiced this revelation to Will.

"It's really strange. Perspectives I tell you." He shook his head. He stole the knife out of my hand, which was easy because I had a really loose grip on it. What? It was only steel. He cut the tape open that was on a box labeled "NICO'S PICTURES". I didn't really have many pictures of much until a while ago. I wasn't really familiar with the photographic technology until a year ago either. Naturally, I had to learn.

Will started to carefully take the contents out, one by one. He had to use both of his hands to lift out a large book, with a white cover. I smiled. It was a scrapbook made by my friends, containing pictures I both knew were taken, and didn't know were taken.

In a square shaped space in the middle of the cover, is a picture of me and Bianca, and a picture of Hazel next to it. I didn't know they even took pictures of me and Bianca before she left, but apparently, there was a photo taken by one of the Hermes kids. They like to take pictures of people during their most intimate moments, and usually, I would get super pissed, but since that picture was of Bianca and me, and was the only picture I had of her, I didn't mind. I made sure to warn them though, with a grand entrance, so I wouldn't be blamed for not giving them a heads up if one day they found skeletons staring at them when they woke up.

It's funny how much I changed. How I would take that as a joke, and play a prank on them in return. I turn around to try to find boxes with the paper tape, so I could rip it open. I managed to find one labeled, "WILL'S MEDICAL BOOKS". One by one, most of the time, I lifted them out using both hands and placed them on the floor because they were mostly like a million pages.

"Hey," Will waved me over, when I only had a few books left in the box. I walked over to him, to see him holding a picture of who I knew was my mother. She had dark hair, an olive complexion, a bright smile, and deep, dark eyes. I remembered from the vision I saw in my father's palace. A sudden burst of anger flooded every part of my being when I realized she was my mother. I shook with rage and looked Will in the eyes, full of adrenaline.

"DON'T SPEAK HER NAME! HOW DARE YOU. HOW-", I was stopped my Will's hand. He brought up a shaky laugh. His attempt at humor only seemed to make me angrier.

"Wow, wow Death Boy!" He said as he looked at me with uncertain eyes, and looked to the ground, where the wood floor was starting to dissolve in shadow.

"DON'T YOU DARE CALL ME DEATH BOY!" I said to him through gritted teeth. I glared at him, shaking and trembling with anger.

"Um, okay. Nico," he carefully touched my cheek, and suddenly my anger faded away. "Are you okay?" He continued.

I shook my head. "Yea I'm fine." I said as I rubbed my head, unsure of where that sudden outburst of rage came from, as the floor returned back to it's normal color. "I'm going to go take a shower." I said, hoping it would help me, and that it would clear my head.

"Okay," I heard Will call out as I walked to our bedroom.

The doorbell rang. I looked at Will in surprise, asking him a silent question, him asking me the same. No, we're not expecting anyone. Then why is the doorbell ringing?