A/N: Hey guys whats up? Thank you to those who reviewed, it made me want to put this chapter out faster. I was thinking about making Percy son of a norse god, but that will be an arc in of itself. So I'm sorry Guest reviewer, but I hope you can wait. I was thinking about setting up a poll of what arc to do next after this one but two things stopped me. One was your review, and the second was the traditional saying "Don't count your eggs before they hatch". So I will set up a Percy son of Loki arc after I finish writing Percy son of Hades. For now, I have written up the what if Nico was a son of Aphrodite prompt, that Bionic Egypt so kindly gave me. Also thanks to Annefuss who told me to bold my Author's notes.

What if Nico was a son of Aphrodite?

Nico di Angelo groaned as he was pulled out of bed by his half-sister. Ever since he had come to this place called Camp Half blood he had been bombarded by makeovers and dress codes. The Aphrodite cabin really was not for him. Hell, if you had told Nico's friends at school that he was the son of the goddess of love, they would've scoffed, maybe even told you to get lost. He was dark and moody, and frankly his half sisters and brothers were much more joyful and cheery than he was. He did not fit in, and stuck out like a sore thumb. In fact, rather than staying at Camp, Nico would rather be participating in the great demigod battle called World War 2.

However, the camp was very accepting. In the outside world Nico had been shunned for his sexuality, but here at camp no-one seemed to mind. He had only had friends, because he had concealed his real self. That was part of the reason he was so secretive, and also why he did not communicate well with others. When Nico had first come out, his father had slapped him, and told him that no son of his would ever be gay. This was why Nico had concealed himself so deep, hidden inside a shell. Now, things were different. Last week he had been asked out by two girls, and three boys. So it wasn't as if Camp Half-Blood was all bad.

He got into his traditional black outfit, and grinned at the disapproving looks his siblings threw his way. They were all wearing the traditional Camp Half-Blood t-shirt, with board shorts, and he was wearing the same….. only underneath a leather jacket, and jeans. He strolled out of the cabin, to the pavilion, where he sat down at the Aphrodite table with his siblings, and ordered whatever he wanted, courtesy of the gods. Yet again, another thing that was different. Back home, he would have been forced to eat a humble meal of bread and butter. Here, he could enjoy a fried egg, with orange juice or milk, with a side of bacon. Delicious. As he continued to enjoy his meal, he thought about the battle. Hitler, that despicable son of Hades, had been pushed back from Normandy. In America, the demigods were safe, but for how long? Nico knew deep within his soul that America would soon be pushed into battle. His favourite half sister, Bianca, had gone with the other 16 year old demigods to help with the Liberation of the Netherlands. He was essentially alone. That made him think about how he had even got to the camp in the first place.

flashback

Nico was sitting in his room, crying his eyes out. He had just told his dad that he liked boys more than girls. The reaction had been explosive.

"You fucking faggot! How dare you call yourself a Di Angelo, you homosexual! Get out of this house I will give you 15 minutes to think about what you have done. After that you will either apologize for being gay, and choose to like women, or you will leave this house permanently."

As he spoke he drew closer to Nico. He then grabbed him by the collar and growled.

"Get out of my sight."

As Nico turned away, his father suddenly turned around and backhanded him across the face. Nico staggered back in shock. His father, who had doted on him, since the day he was born had slapped him across the face. His only parent, had just turned violent, and explosive like a true monster. Nico walked away in shock, and barely registered his father's words.

"Remember that, you fucking fag if you choose to stay gay."

This led to the current situation. Nico couldn't just forget that the conversation had happened. Something inside of him thought, no, knew that you couldn't choose your orientation. Love didn't give you a choice. So Nico began to pack his things. Once he was finished he scrawled a message on paper for his dad to find. It was essentially both a thank you note and a goodbye note. As he tip toed down the stairs with his backpack on his shoulder, he noticed his dad waiting for him in the kitchen. Nico held out the note with a trembling hand, and his dad snatched it away. He unfurled it and read it. His dad then looked at him, and pointed to the door. Nico left, docile and hurt.

flashback end

Nico knew that his father would never accept him again after that. Soon, he had found Bianca, and she had been his guardian angel. She took him to camp where it was revealed they were brother and sister. He had been shocked at first that his mother was a goddess. Soon that shock turned into resentment, just like any other demigod. How could his mother have left him alone for 14 years? That hurt.

Soon he was running through his daily routine. Archery was the same as always: Nico sucked.

He preferred swordfighting, or swimming to archery. Soon archery finished, and it was off to the climbing wall. Nico had beaten the previous record on his very first day at camp. Soon he beat it again, and now it was a competition, to beat Nico. Of course he always won. Soon came Nico's favourite part of the day: swordfighting. Nico had long surpassed camp standards. He got to fight Chiron. Soon he lay on the floor, panting and exhausted. However Chiron's sword lay next to him, with Chiron collapsed unconscious next to it. Nico grinned.

After swordfighting he went back to the pavilion for lunch. He ordered a cheeseburger and cola.

Nico smiled to himself. Camp Half-blood was a true utopia.

timeskip

Nico had just been sent to the Antwerp river to fight. Apparently Poseidon, wanted the river liberated. Several of the nymphs within had been raped, and prayed for his help. So Nico, Camp Half-blood's best soldier, had been sent to help liberate the river along with the help of the Aphrodite platoon. As he ran into battle he was demolished by the guns. Nico di Angelo was no more.

A/N: Okay before I begin, I would like to thank the real heroes: The troops. Moving on, I hope that was what you were looking for Bionic Egypt. I was originally going to write about Nico in modern day Camp Half-blood, but then I realized that wouldn't make sense, because Nico was born in the 1900's. So I hope that you enjoyed reading that and next chapter will continue the son of Hades arc!