Title: Icy Death

Rating: PG-13

Summary: When a boy born of darkness and a girl with an icy heart meets, a tragic love story is formed, one tragic enough to rival Romeo and Juilet's. Nico had always thought that after his brief crush on Percy Jackson, he would swore off romance for eternity. However, that all changes when Eira appears, a girl who is not like any other.

Disclaimer: The characters of Rick Riordan has always and forever will belong to him and him alone. I call dibs on Eira though hahaha


The door opens and you enter coolly

Let's have a drink and talk

What's your name? How old are you?

I'm not an easy girl

What's Your Name — 4Minute

Eira opened her eyes, expecting to see the ceiling of the school hallway or perhaps, the face of the nice nurse in the infirmary. Instead, her eyes only registered a bright ceiling and a strong smell of anesthetic filled her nostrils.

Slowly, Eira turned her head to her right and spied a bedside table. On it were a tall pitcher and a glass cup. To her left, Eira saw a pale blue curtain which blocked the rest of her vision. Her surroundings were faintly familiar…

I'm in a hospital. Eira realized and with the last word, everything came rushing back in a flash. She squeezed her eyes shut, pushing herself in a sitting position. Principal Cross, Grandmother, Grandfather, hospital!

I have to go find them! Eira exclaimed in her head as she swung her legs off the bed. Almost immediately, she swooned backwards and her hand instinctively grabbed the bedside table. The pitcher and glass cup shook threateningly as Eira recovered her composure, closing her eyes out of reflexes.

"She's awake!" A male voice cried out, somewhere from behind and there was a hurried sound of footsteps rushing towards her.

What? Eira forced her eyes open again and was taken aback to see two faces so close to her. One of them was a cute blue-eyed boy with sun-kissed hair and the other was a dark haired boy with plump lips.

"You're awake! How are you feeling?" The blue-eyed blond demanded quickly while the brown-haired boy carefully felt Eira's forehead as if checking her temperature. He had a concerned expression on his face and Eira felt herself relaxing under his gaze.

"I'm… I'm fine." Eira stammered nervously under the scrutiny of the two boys. The two hot boys, Eira unwittingly thought and her cheeks turned red.

The brown-haired boy frowned slightly. "Are you okay? You're turning red." He turned to glance at the blond boy, accusing, "Will, you did something, didn't you?"

"What? No, I didn't!" The blond boy, Will, denied loudly in annoyance. The two boys glared at each other for a moment before turning back to Eira.

"I'm fine!" Eira insisted despite her flustered self, brushing the boy's approaching hand away. She coughed loudly, taking a moment to calm herself then before asking, "Who are you? And where am I?"

"You're in Camp Half-Blood and I'm Will Solace." Will answered before jerking a thumb at the other boy. "And he's Jonas Taylor. What's your name?"

"Eira Ang." Eira replied softly as she rolled the words Camp Half-blood over her tongue experimentally. It had a nice ring to it but the meaning did not seem as nice. Half-bloods.

"Nice to meet you, Eira." Will beamed before becoming serious. "Let's go through some technicalities first. You were brought in here yesterday afternoon and has been unconscious since then. Initial reports shows nothing wrong with you. You probably just had a shock because of the shadow travelling - it happens so don't worry about it."

"O...kay." Eira uncertainly voiced out before exclaiming, "Wait! I was here since yesterday?"

"Yup, that's right. I myself examined you." Jonas piped up before Will could. He flashed a blinding smile, "I didn't change your clothes though so relax."

"My clothes?" Eira glanced down and yelped in surprise. She was not longer wearing the blouse and skirt she had pulled on yesterday morning. Instead, she wore a plain orange T-shirt with the words, Camp Half-blood, printed on it and a pair of denim short shorts that reached above mid-thigh. The shorts were embarrassingly short, revealing too much leg that Eira was used to.

"The Aphrodite cabin chose that for you." Jonas supplied, noticing Eira's gaze and apparent surprise. "They think your legs' pretty…as do I." He winked charmingly just as Eira looked up.

"Er... Thanks." Eira murmured awkwardly as she felt her cheeks turn red again.

Standing beside Jonas, Will snorted as he advised good-naturedly, "Ignore him, he's a flirt. Anyway, you're free to go."

"You mean, I can go home?" Eira hopefully asked, her eyes wide.

"No..." Jonas hesitantly replied, the frown reappearing, as he exchanged curious glances with Will.

"What no? Why can't I go back home?" Eira fiercely retorted, not used to being denied.

Slowly, realization dawned on the two boys' faces but none of them answered her.

Will was to first to speak. He approached Eira, asking carefully, "You don't know why you're here, do you?"

There was a period of silence before Eira finally answered, "No, I don't." The words had an air of finality and Eira was suddenly afraid.

Upon hearing her answer, Will hissed under his breath, the words too fast for Eira to register though she could have swore she heard dekára.

"Gods, I thought he would have told you already." Jonas muttered, more to himself than to anyone else.

"Who? And who brought me here?" Eira hastily demanded, eager for answers. Before she knew it, she was sliding off the bed and standing before the two taller boys.

"You don't even know who brought you here? Were you unconscious the whole time?" Will inquired curiously.

"Just tell me who!" Eira ordered harshly, crossing her arms over her chest in an attempt to look menacing but failing as the boys towered over her. The trio was starting to draw attention but Eira was not fazed. She wanted answers right then.

Jonas stepped forward, his arms reaching out. "Calm down," he murmured in a soothing tone, gripping the girl's shoulders. "We'll tell you everything you want to know."

A sense of calmness filled Eira at the brown-haired boy's voice and she felt her body relax into Jonas' hold. Yes, he's right. I should calm down.

Behind, Will scowled. "Stop doing that, it annoys me," the blond glared at Jonas. The other boy merely smiled innocently before releasing Eira. She almost smiled but caught herself at the last moment.

"First question, who brought me here?" Eira calmly asked the two boys before her.

"That would be me." A new yet strangely familiar voice spoke up from behind Will and Jonas who both parted to reveal a boy with dark hair, a pair of intelligent eyes and a lanky built. He locked eyes with Eira, a crooked smile appearing, "Hello, Eira. I'm Nico di Angelo."

Eira drew back a deep breath, stunned beyond belief to see the boy before her again. It was the handsome, enticing boy from school.

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"Who are you?"

Nico bit back a smile at the question. He raised his head and stared at the curious eyes of Eira, the girl he brought back to Camp Half-Blood. Nico was so used to everyone knowing him and his father that this simple question amused him greatly.

For a brief moment, Nico toyed with answering "the son of Hades" and frightening the poor girl but decided against it. He recalled how confused he had been when he was still in the dark and chose to take pity on Eira. The fun could come later…

"I told you, I'm Nico." Nico replied suavely but Eira rolled her eyes in mild annoyance, clearly disliking his patronizing tone.

"I know that. I meant, who are you and why did you bring me here?" Eira demanded, seemingly forgetting that her first question did not relay this much.

Nico and Eira were seated on the front porch of the Big House, he lazily with his legs spread out and she cross-legged. Her long, black hair was a mess from shadow travelling and the time she had spent unconscious but Eira did not seem to notice.

Nico mindlessly let his eyes wandered around Eira, thinking of how to answer her question. Eira was a slim girl with a slightly tanned complexion, a shrewd pair of eyes and long, delicate eyelashes. Her features were of an Asian descent and her legs seemed to go on for miles, emphasized by the short denim shorts she was wearing. Eira could be considered pretty, maybe even beautiful, with her midnight black hair framing her lovely face perfectly.

"Well, first of all, let me explain what Camp Half-Blood." Nico finally began, much to Eira's delight. He gestured towards the various camp activities on-going which he knew Eira probably had not paid much attention to. At first glance, everything might seem normal but look closer and you would have realized the lava at the climbing wall, the real weapons the campers were using in combat or the naiads in the lake.

There was a soft gasp from Eira as the Mist slowly withdrew its power over her. Trembling slightly, Eira stared at Nico with questioning eyes.

"Camp Half-Blood's a camp for half-bloods," Nico paused slyly before continuing, "half mortals and half gods."

This time, Eira's jaw dropped in shock. "How?"

Nico waved his hands dismissively. "I don't have to get into details, right? When a man and a woman love each other deeply, they - "

"No!" Eira all but yelled, interrupting Nico mid-sentence. "I meant, how is this possible? How are gods real? How am I a half-blood?"

"You're not the only one, you know," Nico remarked, "and it is possible. I know it's hard to take it all in right now but Eira, you're a half-blood, a demigod whatever you want to call it." Eira stared at him, her eyes wide with shock and disbelief. "One of your parents, I don't know which, was a god or goddess and the end result is you, a demigod."

"Impossible. Both my parents were mortals." Eira insisted, shaking her head.

Nico raised an eyebrow challengingly. "Really? So you live with both your parents?"

At his question, Eira visibly shrunk back. "No… No, I didn't. They're both dead, I lived with my grandparents." Then, as if she remembered something, Eira straightened up quickly. "My grandparents!"

To Nico's surprise, Eira got to her feet, a panicked look in her eyes. "I need to go. My grandfather's in hospital and I need to see him!"

Nico slowly got up. "You can't go, Eira."

"What? Why?" Eira hissed, her panic turning to fury. "I have to go. Now."

"You can't leave camp without permission. You have no idea of the dangers beyond the camp borders." Nico informed the girl, his tone growing harder and steelier. "We're demigods and monsters love to feast on us. The second you step out of the camp, every monster nearby would have smelt your scent and start hunting you down."

Eira's face turned white with fear. "Monsters? But my grandparents… They need me… I need them." She murmured softly.

Nico looked away, his heart pitying the girl. It was apparent that Eira loved her family a lot, a trait she shared with Nico himself.

For a while, Eira seemed to be struggling between staying and leaving despite the warned dangers. Then, her shoulders sagged and she raised her head, meeting Nico's eyes. "Is there really no way to leave camp?"

Nico's first thought was a quest but it was akin to death since Eira was probably the most inexperienced camper on camp then. Instead, he shook his head. "No, there isn't."

In defeat, Eira sank to the floor, her expression difficult to decipher. It took her a moment before she sighed heavily. "Then, please, continue explaining."

Nico stared at Eira silently before continuing, somewhat awkwardly, "So, yeah. In Camp Half-Blood, your godly parent determines which cabin you'll be." He paused for a second, "Which reminds me, how old are you? Most demigods are claimed when they're thirteen, thanks to Percy..." Nico halted but Eira did not seem to notice.

"I'm turning fifteen this year." Eira responded quietly. "Guess I'm a late bloomer."

Nico rolled his eyes. "It took my dad about forty years to acknowledge me so don't complain."

An expression of shock appeared on Eira's face and Nico could not help but burst out into laughter. It was not long before Eira joined in, laughing quietly. The pair took a moment to control themselves before an east silence fell on them.

"About your grandparents," Nico began as Eira turned to look at him questioningly, "don't worry too much about them. I'm sure they'll be fine." The words of reassurance spilled out of Nico's lips easily despite him usually never this concerned for anyone.

Eira bit her bottom lip in mild disbelief. "I hope so." She whispered softly, her dark eyes meeting Nico's. Under the setting sun, her eyes looked like two orbs of black ink, the sadness apparent in them.

Out of a sudden, there was sound of a horn, breaking the peaceful silence between the pair.

"What's that?" Eira inquired curiously.

Nico stood up, dusting his jeans. "That's the sound of dinner. Come on, let's go and eat. I'm sure you're hungry."

As if in response, there was the unmistakable sound of a growl from Eira's stomach. Her hand flew to it automatically, her cheeks a pale red as she apologized, "Sorry, that was rude of me."

"It's okay. You didn't eat anything since yesterday, no wonder you're hungry." Nico chuckled before extending a hand towards Eira.

Eira smiled and grabbed Nico's hand, pulling herself up. "Let's go!"

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hi ! it's me again (: so, chapter two's up and i'm quite pleased with the length HAHAHA

p.s does anyone like kpop ? the lyrics chosen each chapter are supposed to correspond with the main subject of the chapter and in this case, the real introduction between nico and eira, thus the whole 'what's your name' HAHAHA