~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Nico's P.O.V.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I looked at the tall man with mild amusement. First day on the job, might as well have some fun with it.

I stuffed the badge into the back pocket of my jeans along with my wallet. Then I put the gun in its holster and strapped the holster around my waist like the other cops did.

"That's not what they told me when I finished contemplating my Jedi powers." I replied smoothly. A look of surprise registered on all the cops' faces. Captain Gates walked into the room, looking shaken.

"Well Mr. Di Angelo, it would seem like all your paper work is in order. Its time to introduce you to the squad." She stated with her normal cold look. I looked at the others in the room. I guessed the one I had been talking to wasn't a real cop. He wasn't armed though he seemed like he was here a lot. They all were looking at me until Gates cleared her throat.

I followed her out the door and into the main office room. It was odd, seeing all these adults looking at me. Not that people don't look at me, but these people were looking at me in awe not like they were wondering whom I was going to kill next.

Ironic. I thought to my self as Gates lead me to the front of the room. The son of death, helping to solve murder cases.

I rolled my eyes as someone it the room yelled out "who's the kid?" Gates glared at where the voice came from and looked at me. I sighed. I guess I had to introduce myself.

"Hi, I'm Nico Di Angelo. I graduated from NYU when I was 14. I have degrees in forensic science and criminology, and I'm the youngest person in the U.S. to ever complete police training." I said with an awkward wave of my hand. I could hear the crickets singing in the background as the entire NYPD force stared at me.

"How old are you?" it wasn't really a question, more like a demand. I could feel the accusing glares directed to me.

"Like I said, I graduated when I was 14. That was two years ago." I could hear the collective gasps coming from the sea of people in uniforms.

"Before any of you say any thing, he is highly qualified and has a better reputation that detective Beckett. He is decorated and has already been in two wars." Captain gates went on. I winced at the thought of my past.

The second titan war and the second (it was second right?) giant war had made me want to lock myself up in the underworld for the rest of my life. You know until my dad said that he thought I was less social than he was. So I picked up my game and went to university! Seeing as though I'm older than all the people that are enrolled.

I flicked my bangs back. I needed a haircut; I was starting to see what Persephone was talking about me getting the Bieber look. I shivered.

I was forced back into reality by a voice from the back of the room. "How is that possible? You have to be at least eighteen to be in any wars!" I turned my head to see where the voice was coming from. A short, lanky man was pushing his way up to the front of the group. Looking me up and down, his scowl deepened.

"You look more like a bubblegum crap singer to me." He snorted. Gates face went a strange shade of red.

"Lerixton!" she hissed. I raised my hand dismissively. If this guy wanted to call me stupid names from music that I had no love for than let him be.

"It's fine, I completely agree." Lerixton's face contorted in surprise. "Why would any good parent want to force their only remaining child into war is beyond me, but needless to say, that's what happened." It wasn't entirely true but they would all freak out if they knew what really happened.

"Anyway," Castle broke the uneasy silence. "How's about we go get lunch at that pub down the street? On me." There were mumbled agreements.

"Anyway," Castle broke the uneasy silence. "How's about we go get dinner at that pub down the street? On me." There were mumbled agreements.

I turned away, knowing that the invitation wasn't extended to me. Fine, perfectly fine. I walked toward the elevator and sat in one of the many chairs that lined the walls. Using the shadows to create a portal I reached out and grabbed my Ipad. I was just about to start a game of Plants V.S. Zombies when Esposito sat down next to me.

"Hey, kid. You coming or what?" I rolled my eyes. If he knew my actual age he would be calling me sir.

"Look, I was wondering, when you said 'only remaining child' what did you mean?" he sounded genuinely curious. I looked at him for a few moments.

"My sister died when I was eleven." I said with no emotion. He looked at me with sympathy.

"I'm sor-" he faded off with the look I gave him.

"Don't. Don't be ordinary like that. You can say sorry and get on with your day without meaning it, or you can stop looking at me like I'm a kicked puppy and except me. Either way you'll just be another face in a long line of people bound to forget." I said with acid. I winced a little when he flinched and stood up.

Esposito gave me a curious look and stood with me. He looked at me for a second before holding out a fist. I bumped it and turned away.

"You know that offers still open." He called after me. I tuned to face him slowly.

"I can't. I'm under aged."

He grinned widely.

"You pull that badge of yours and you can get in anywhere." He grabbed me by the shoulder and pulled me in the direction of the rest of the group.

"and kid, you ever need to get away form that dad of yours and hang with a no sympathetic dude for a night, give me a call."

wow. that was both short and bad. well anywho. sorry for not updating. my laptops a jerk and i was away for most of the summer.

going to keep this short, later!

~BJ