Loneliness
A boy with shaggy black hair was curled up inside a jar struggling to breathe, to survive.
Would anyone come for him?
He doubted it.
Nobody cared for him.
However, the quest would undoubtedly lead to him, so perhaps he would be rescued.
Unfortunately his time was scarce.
Nobody else would have went to a place like this on their own.
They would have friends, family to accompany them on their quests.
He knew he should not go down that road.
He would not continue that thought process..he was a child of Hades, it was his destiny to be alone.
Bianca was gone and now he had no one.
Bianca..his beautiful sister. His last memories of her included his pain from losing her to the Hunters.
He had Hazel though.
She was also his sister in a sense, and she undoubtedly cared for him.
Most likely thinking she owed him for bringing her back.
She was too kind for her own good.
A flicker of a smile crossed his face at the thought of her.
When he was younger he was naive and pure.
Despite what he'd been through he was still shielded
That had all disappeared once he learned of his true nature and Bianca died.
He regretted his actions in the past but he could not take them back.
He had been hurt and confused, wrong deeds were inevitable.
At this point..he had to grow. He was no longer young and foolish.
Nico shuddered, as though even thy drained him, and he struggled to listen in as he heard the two twins speaking in their unintelligent manner.
Giants were not in his mind, the smarter beings of the mythological world.
He managed to understand the gist of their words, and it was nothing he had not expected.
He was the bait and it was part of Gaia's plan.
She wanted to lure the seven of the prophecy towards their death.
He took his first pomegranate seed and was soon to fall into a death trance.
It could only be taken by a child of Hades/Pluto and it would help him save air.
Even if the seven were coming, even with all of Percy's strength, all of Annabeth's knowledge, he doubted he had many days left.
His journey through Tartarus had scarred him and pained him in a way nothing ever had before.
The horrors and monstrosities within the place were too great to comprehend.
The place could not be described in words.
Tartarus was not even comparable to any other place he had been in his life, and he traveled through dangers long and far.
It seemed to him that something inside him was gone, broken beyond repair.
If he survived he would continue as he had done before, but he would never be the same.
He would learn things, he would help the heroes.
Yet he would never be a part of them.
Always alone..always the odd one.
His life would continue the same way.
But nonetheless when his eyes closed and he drifted off he couldn't help but have a distant glimpse of a happier life.
A life in which he had friends and family. A life in which he was loved. A life in which he was not alone.
(So hope you like it..review and stuff! I love Nico and i just..agh! So many feels, he's just awesome. I feel like he has nobody and no one appreciates him, even if they did come to save him, the only person who even worried about him was Hazel. Like ya in most fanfics he's really close to Thalia and Percy, I love that and i love reading it but I feel like there's not much in the book that supports that. Now Ihave no idea who I'm gonna do next, depend on my mood. Tell me a person and I'll TRY to do them next. So once again leave reviews they let me know how to improve my writing and that my writings not entirely suckish, thanks! ^^)
