Nico
Nico found himself in a black throne room, the dead whispering in his ear. The strange thing was that his father, Lord Hades, was not sitting in his throne. Or in the room at all. And that was just about when he heard laughter.
"The throne shall be mine!" An inhuman voice hissed, appearing to be talking with someone. "And you little boy have no way to stop me." And of course, more cackling. Nico then recognized the voice as that crazy snake dude that always pissed off his dad. Oh the creep would so be getting it. Nico scowled.
A teenage boy suddenly popped into view, he had black hair, round glasses, pants and a red, plaid shirt on. "Voldemort, get a life." The boy said. "Oh ho, little pest, it's not nice to say that to your superior." Voldemort replied.
Nico pulled out his sword, a black, 4 foot long rod if Stygian iron and Brightsteel. "I would say the same to you, snake face" Nico retorts. Voldemort then materialized in front of both boys. "You" hissed Voldemort. "Yes, me" Nico said, running up and swinging his sword through the dream Voldemort, waking him up and ripping him out of the dream.
"Who are you?" Nico asked the boy, turning towards him. "Name's Harry, what's yours?" Harry sternly asks. "Now I would answer that, but I'm afraid I don't like your tone." Nico said, making his super cool and scary cloak form, right on his shoulders. Harry scowled at Nico, not sure whether he was the "good guy" or the "bad guy". Nico adjusted his coat cuffs. "Perhaps I shall tell you if we meet again, after all, names have power" Nico said, walking into a wall and going elsewhere.
The dream changed. He found himself in a burning forest. "Good job Snape, you are dismissed" a woman's voice said. Nico turned to his left.
There was a woman, dressed in black, but an absolute mess. She looked like she spent days rolling around in the dirt and then only washed off the mud, her clothes were torn a bit and her hair was a bush of black frizzy branches. Her eyes had a wild look to them. "So here we are, the underworlds prized jewel." She said, madness heard in her voice. She walked up to Nico and started examining him. "Strong arms, black hair, deathly pale, black clothes, aura of death." She started listing off Nico's traits. As she came into range of his fist, Nico said, "Shut up unless you want me to pulverize you, lady" she gave him a look. "How rude of you, you would never make a gentleman young man".
At this comment Nico threw a punch, but his fist was caught in mid air, like someone froze him. "Nah ah ah." The crazy lady said, shaking her finger in his face. "I would not try fighting little boy, Snape-" before she finished Nico was abruptly awoken by a wet washcloth.
Author's note: I know you guys have read till chapter 3 at least. So I am sorry if this tricked you into thinking I added more. I needed to fix the formatting