A.N. Hey! Sorry so long, I was on my awesome trip! Anyways, this one will have an equal dosage of Adanca and Niccaria, so yay! Hope you enjoy now that we're actually getting somewhere with Adonis and Bianca ha ha

WARNING! There is some major language in this one, no sexual stuff, just swearing and trash talk swearing! Just so you are warned, and can't get mad at me for it because I warned you!

Disclaimer: psssssst! I don't own Percy Jackson! Pass it on


What You Would Give

Nico, Viscaria and Atrum were walking down to the Niccaria cell.

"How are you holding up, Nico?" Atrum asked.

Nico nodded. "Better."

"Again, I must apologize for Marive's behavior. I had no idea she was gonna do that."

Nico stared at the floor. "That's all right. Just as long as I don't have to do it again."

Atrum nodded quickly. "Oh yes, never again. I told the guards that if ever you, Viscaria or Alis were to be tortured that they be sent to my quarters immediately and that I'd be taking care of them."

Viscaria smiled gratefully at him. "Thanks Atrum. Your turning out better than I thought you would."

He smiled back at her, and maybe it was Nico's delusions or maybe he really did see longing and desire in his eyes. He quickly went between them.

"Indeed, sweet Viscaria." Atrum said, completely ignoring Nico. Viscaria glanced at his teeth and shrunk back. Those teeth would always spring her doubts back in place. He was still a monster and they were still in his prison.

"When are you shutting down the prison?" she asked. Nico didn't even flinch. He had been secretly wondering that himself.

Atrum sighed and slumped his shoulders. "I'm not quite sure. I thought if I could handle the monsters, I might be able to get it down in a month or two. Half a year at the most." Viscaria widened her eyes but kept silent. "I had it all worked out, but now that Marive is here…" he trailed off, waiting for them to fill in the blanks. No one did. "Now that she is here, I fear I won't be able to even run this prison anymore."

"What will you do then?" Nico asked.

Atrum was the one to look at the floor this time. "I have no idea." And he left.

Viscaria led Nico into their room. He laid him on the bed, and she slid in next to him, putting her arm around him and vice versa.

"That is one sad man." Viscaria whispered into his neck.

"Very. I only hope Bianca gets here soon. We have yet another person to travel with us back home."

For some strange reason, that got Viscaria to calm down. To think not about the bad, but the good.

They are here now, but soon they'd be going home. They. Her and Nico. Nico and her. Nico would always be with her. Always. Viscaria slept easy that night.

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"Ah, Nico my darling! How are you on this fine day?" it purred, and Viscaria boiled. Simmered. Over flowed.

"How dare you!" she whipped around. Nico had flinched, yes, but he didn't turn around. Didn't stop cleaning. Neither did Alis. They just scrubbed and scrubbed away.

Marive glared at her like she was some sort of animal that needed to be disposed of. "Er…yes. How dare I ask how someone is. How silly of me."

"Don't you play dumb, you bitch. You know exactly what I'm talking about." That was when Nico turned around. He stared at Viscaria and she blushed. It wasn't from her anger.

Nico was looking at her like he either wanted to laugh at her or kiss her senseless. (She was secretly hoping for the second one)

"Do NOT call me that name! I am clearly not a female dog, and I don't take to kindly to be called that." Marive crossed her arms and looked to the side.

Viscaria's girly blush was now replaced with one of anger. "I'll call you whatever I fucking want, bitch." She was on a roll now, and Alis was holding back his laughter. One glare shut him up.

Marive flailed her arms, talking with her hands. "What? I only gave the boy what he deserved. No one messes with Marive, and they certainly don't kill her. Just be glad I didn't kill him like I originally wanted to."

Viscaria was so mad she just stared for a min-no a second. Then she lunged. "I will kill you, you big, fat, son of a whore!" Viscaria screeched at her. Nico reached for her hands to hold her back. "Let me go! I wanna kill her! Nico! Let. Me. Go!" she kicked and screamed, but he held tight.

Finally, Marive was ushered out of the room.

"I will kill her. I will." Viscaria muttered into Nico's warm and comforting chest. He smoothed down her hair.

"Yes you will. Yes you will."


It was getting darker and darker as they went along. The night sky, of course. Adonis would look at it sometimes and wonder if it got too dark, what would they do?

"Card game?" he asked for the millionth time. Nervousness was getting to him.

"Sure, why not. Which one?" Percy asked.

Adonis smirked. "Ever play 52 card pick up?" he started to fan the cards.

Annabeth sputtered out laughter. "Yes!" she giggled some more. "How about you, Percy?"

He looked at her in confusion. "Um, no. How do you play?"

Bianca materialized out of nowhere and started giggling with Annabeth. "It's quite easy." They all jumped.

"Jeez! You and your brother have some major noise issues!" Percy exclaimed. Bianca smiled at him. He smiled back, embarrassed, before turning back to Adonis. "K, how do you play?"

Everyone tried so hard. They really did. Adonis' lips were twitching so much because he didn't wanna ruin the game by laughing. Annabeth snorted out a little, but quickly covered her mouth.

Adonis flew the cards all over the ground. "Whoa! What are you doing?" Percy jumped up, panicked.

That was when it was let loose. Annabeth and Adonis collapsed on the ground, and Bianca doubled over.

"What?! What is so funny? And why the heck did you drop all those…oh." Percy figured it out. He stared intently at the cards.

"Did that fire give you a burn on your face, or are you blushing?" Annabeth asked, chuckling like crazy.

"52 card pick up? Hello?" Adonis choked out.

"Whoever invented this game is a genius!" Bianca laughed. Adonis turned and smiled at her, glad to see her not so mopey. To see her actually having fun. And get this.

She actually smiled back. Adonis adverted his eyes quickly. "Alright, Percy. Pick up those 52 cards."

Percy sighed. "Right. How the heck did I not see this…" he bent down to pick up the cards, and everyone was gone again, laughing.

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"That was a good one." Bianca said to him.

"Indeed it was." Adonis replied. This time he was looking at the trees, their leaves dancing in the sliver of moonlight. Bianca's silvery outline was dim now. Adonis quickly wondered if her ghostly glow ran off the moon. Hm.

"What was the first game you ever played?" she asked. Adonis was again wondering something. Why was Bianca in such a chatty mood? Not that he was complaining, hell no! This is what he has been wishing for! He was just asking, why now?

"Um…go fish. Isn't that everyone's?" he asked.

She shook her head. "Not mine. I think my first card game was old maid."

He laughed. "Yeah, I suppose that was my second one." She smiled at him. Man, she has a really pretty smile. He could stare at it all day. Oh right, he was talking to her.

"And um…crazy eights." He got out, but his voice cracked. Oh gods, why does your voice always do the stupid stuff when you least want it to?

There was that entrancing smile of hers again. He barely caught her words. "I remember that one. Me and my brother would always play it with these Garfield cards…" she said some more stuff, but her voice sucked him in too. Oh jeez, what's going on?

"Um, what was that? Sorry." He blushed. Since when does Adonis blush? Over a girl? This is getting weird...a very good weird.

She even laughed a little. "I said we played with Garfield cards all the time and I remember the cute balloons." Great, now she probably thinks I'm retarted. Adonis, you need to get a hold of yourself. She tilted her head to the side. "Are you ok?" she asked.

He looked into her eyes, really trying to answer that question himself before he answered it for her. "I…" he trailed off. She was really looking at him, and he didn't think the words would come easily. She scooted closer. And closer. Closer. He kept his breathing in check. She was staring for so long…

"I'm…fine." He got out. She had finally turned away. Adonis started to rub his hand. While she was getting closer and closer, her hand had brushed his. What he thought he would feel was that terrible terrible coldness he had last time.

But no.

This time he felt a scorching heat. So so hot. He might even have a mark.

Oh, what he would give to have that burn again.

Oh, what he would give to have it swell up his whole body as he held her.

Oh, what he would give to kiss her.

Oh, what he would give.


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p.s. what exactly would Adonis give? How far will he go? (and when Viscaria snuggled up to Nico's chest, i so wanted to be in her place! ha ha)

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