Dark Knight

4. Darkness

Zoe, oh poor Zoe, she was dying and he couldn't do anything. He pried every he knew, but nibidy listened to him... so now, Percy had to look at the rotten body of a warrior, a Huntress that sacrificed herself for her lady.

Fatally wounded by her own father, the only thing she could do was looking to the stars she loved so much. Her gaze was attracted to the constellation of Hercules, that cursed hero who made her what she was now. Then, maybe, he wasn't so bad. She became an Huntress, she fought with her sister, she discovered a new and better family...

Silently, a little tear crossed her check covered with blood and dirt.

"The stars are so beautiful", she whispered, for the last time with a small smile on her face. Then she closed her eyes.

It was like she was sleeping and dreamed of something happy, maybe she was with her family or with her friends, but she did look happy.

Percy, while looking at her beautiful face, couldn't let himself cry. It was so much painful without someone who broke in tears.

"Goodbye, Zoe", he muttered lifting his gaze to the sky where Artemis had put her Huntress with her silver blow. So nobody would forget her and, for Percy, every time he would look to the sky he would feel that guilty that only him knew.

"It's so sad when a person die...", whispered a voice in his ear and he turned around visibly shocked.

It was him, the guy who couldn't stop torment him.

But every word died down when he looked at him.

He was so hot.

His hair were shaggy and black, his skin was so white that he looked like a sheet, he seemed sixteen or seventeen, and he was tall and slightly muscular that made Percy nearly drool. But his eyes captured all Percy's attention: they were so black that they looked almost suken in the head like a skull, and he had bigger bags under them.

"Who are you?", Annabeth had the dragger in one hand and looked murderous even if she was covered by wounds. Artemis had her blow in one hand and she was pulling out an arrow from her quiver, Talia squeezed her sword, Mr. Chase was so shocked by the suddenly apparition that he just opened his mouth like a fish, Blackjack was nervous and repetitively slammed his clogs against the ground.

"Oh, don't worry sweetheart, I'm not here for you", smirked the boy then turned to look at Percy. "I only have to chat with this handsome, I'll return him to you before you land to Olympus", and, with a wink in the direction of the girls and then clapped an hand on Percy's shoulder.

The Poseidon's son felt like the darkness surrendered him. And he was cold, so cold that he would happily throw a blanket around himself and drank some sweet and hot chocolate.

He had his eyes closed but when he opened them he was in a cave that was illuminated only by a little candle.

"Where are we?", asked Percy, touching instinctively his pocket were his sword was.

"It doesn't matter", responded the black haired guy with a movement of the hand. He seemed a bit nervous and... tired. Well, maybe the bags under his eyes were a clue, but Percy tried to focus. And it wasn't simple with a hot guy standing nearly three foots away who kept starring at him.

"Who are you?", Percy asked looking at him in the penumbra. He couldn't see all his body, but he could saw the mouth curved in a smile.

"My name's Nico", he whispered approaching the son of Poseidon, touching his face with his longer and thin fingers.

Percy couldn't say anything, too lost in that black sad eyes that looked only at him.

"I don't know your relationship with Bianca... but I'm sorry...", the son of Poseidon whispered.

A dark look passed on Nico's face and his hand lowered on Percy's neck tightening the grasp, but in a way that didn't choked the boy with green eyes.

"Oh, don't worry, if I was really angry with you, I would thrown you in the deepest part of Tartarous by now", Nico laughed with a bit of madness. "And... Bianca and I weren't in a "relationship"... she was my sister".

Percy was speechless. His sister...? Oh gods, that was so bad! He began to tremble and he nearly started to cry, but the longer finger of Nico brushed on his cheek.

"Don't be sad... she is fine now", he whispered.

Then Nico's lips touched Percy's in a chaste kiss that didn't last for more than three seconds. But in that short amount of time Percy tasted blood and... darkness.

"I think is time for you to go to Olympus, right?", Nico smiled with sweetness and covered Percy's eyes with an hand.

Percy felt like the world was thorn in two, then the hand went away from his eyes and he was on Olympus.

The son of Poseidon looked behind him but Nico was gone.

"Percy!", Annabeth and Thalia were heading to where he was with a concerned looks on their faces.

Percy gave them a thin smile, while remembering that little kiss that made his heart seeing the stars.

Author's note: finally the chapter 4! I'm sorry for waiting this long, but I couldn't write anything and the school had the plan to kill me... so, what are you thinking? Is this good? Bad? Horrible? And do you think Nico should say something in Italian? I love my country and do you think I should write something of it? I would love some review, I miss read them XD if you have any question or if you want to just talk to me you can MP me, I don't run or bite XD