Pre-Epilogue


Disclaimer: I do not own the PJ or HoO series by Rick Riodan.


I know a lot of people would probably think that 19 is pretty young to get married and disagree with it. Well, it is a really young age to get married, but Nico and I didn't want to wait three or four years after getting engaged to get married.

I look at myself in the full length mirror and smooth out my dress. Scarlett and mom had helped me pick it out. It fell just a few inches below my knees.

It was black lace over a lightweight, cream white fabric; the sleeves were just the black lace, stopping at the bend of my elbow; the back was open, showing off my shoulder blades.

I had asked Nico what he thought I should do with my hair; grow it out or leave it short. He had voted short, saying that my short hair looked better, and I had agreed with him. So, it was done in little loose curls.

It had been a little over a year since Nico had proposed to me at Camp. Everything, as I had thought, had started looking up. Sure, there had been a few monster attacks here and there, but that would most likely always happen.

"Kyra, are you ready?" Scarlett asks, peeking her head into the dressing room.

I take a deep breath and say, "Yea."

I grab my bouquet of small red and yellow sunflowers and follow her out of the room.

I was relatively nervous. There was the expected nervousness, then there was the absolutely petrified out of my mind nervousness on top of that.

The reason being, Apollo, Hades, Poseidon, and pretty much all the other Olympians had been invited. So, say I trip going down the isle, I will never live that down, since they're immortal. Even when I'm dead, they'd still remember that.

"You ready?" Will asks.

He was dressed in a classic tux, as was Belen. Their ties were a gold and black paisley print and they both had a red tulip pinned to their jackets.

"As ready as I'll ever be." I sigh.

"You'll do fine." Melina says, placing a hand on my shoulder and smiling at me.

She and Scarlett were wearing one shoulder, red silk dresses that fell just above their knees.

"Gods, I just hope I don't trip down the isle." I say.

Scarlett, Will, Melina, and Belen all look down at my feet and laugh.

"Ky, I don't think you will, since you're not wearing heels." Scarlett says, giggling.

I glance down at my feet. I had refused to wear the black high-heels my mom had picked out for me. I had told her I was going to wear my beaten up Converse. They'd been through everything I had been through over the past five years, I thought they had deserved to be in this moment too.

"True. It's pretty hard to trip in these." I say.

"Well, c'mon guys. Let's get this thing started." Will says, motioning for the others to follow him.

They all go outside and I wait for them to start playing the music.

"You ready for this?" someone says behind me.

I jump and then turn around.

There was a man standing there, wearing a police uniform. I vaguely remembered him from last year. He had come up to Nico and I after we had killed that hydra. It was Walker.

"Don't do that! You scared me." I say, smacking his arm.

He smirks at me and shrugs.

"And I suppose I am. They're about to start playing the music, so it's almost time." I say.

"Well, I just wanted to wish you and Nico good luck. I would at the reception, but I need to get back to work." he says, motioning to his uniform.

"Work?" I ask, raising an eyebrow.

"Well, yea. I do live on Earth, not Olympus. I have to make money some how." he says, acting like this should have been obvious.

"Oh. I guess I just assumed gods didn't have to pay rent if they lived down here most of the time." I say.

"There are a few of us that mainly live here, and we have to work. We're like actual mortals…There's just a few tiny differences…" he says.

"Tiny?" I ask.

"Okay, big differences." he says.

I hear the beginning notes of "The Little Things Give You Away" by Linkin Park. Melina would start singing soon, and that's when I needed to start walking down the isle.

"Well, I need to get going. I'll see you later Kyra." he says.

He turns to leave, but I grab his hand and he turns back around. I give him a quick hug and say, "Thank you."

"For what? Wishing you luck?" he asks, a confused look on his face.

"No. For being there for me last year and protecting me. I wouldn't be alive and about to get married if it weren't for you." I say.

His cheeks turn a very light shade of pink, barely noticeable. He nods and then he turns to leave again.

Lucas and Apollo come in a few seconds later and hold out their arms. I smile and loop mine through theirs and then we walk through the doors.

As they walk me down the isle, I see Nico for the first time that day. When he turns and looks at me, his whole face lights up with a smile.

I also look around at the guests. Mom, John, and John's girlfriend, Atala, were sitting at the end of the isle on the left. All of our friends from Camp were also sitting on the left. All the Olympians and a few of the minor gods like Hypnos and Iris were sitting on the right side of the isle.

The Hecate and Demeter cabin had done a fabulous job of decorating the place. It was like an autumn wonderland. Colorful leaves were scattered down the isle, in place of rose petals, and tied to each isle chair was a giant sunflower. The Hecate cabin had somehow managed to suspend pumpkins in the air, and it also looked like the ceiling was made of twinkling stars.

We finally get to the end of the isle and Lucas and Apollo give me away.

Hera had insisted on being the one that wedded us, so she starts telling the story of how she and Zeus met. I sort of just zoned out. I didn't give a fuck as to how those two met.

Finally, after droning on and on for about fifteen minutes, she finally has us say our vows.

"And do you, Kyra Hale, take Nico di Angelo to be your husband?" she asks.

"I do." I say, smiling.

"Alright. I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." she says, smiling slightly.

Nico steps forward and kisses me. Pretty much all of the guests started cheering. It was just a tad embarrassing.

The music starts up again and they start playing "Perfect One" by Lit. Nico and I start walking back up the isle, holding hands and laughing as the guests blew bubbles at us.

No matter how nervous I had been before hand, I wouldn't of cared if I had tripped. Because I know that, even once we were dead and gone, I wouldn't of cared if the gods were still laughing at me and referring to me as "the girl who tripped down the isle on her wedding day." I would have Nico and that's all that mattered.

A/N:

Cute little wedding. Well, I suppose it wasn't little, since all their friends from Camp were there, and also all the Olympians and some of the minor gods as well. Kyra's dress is actually the one I want when I get married. I don't want one of those giant, puffy Cinderella dresses because that's just not me. And I'd also want those colors too. Red, gold, and black. They just go so wonderfully together. Basically, Kyra and Nico's whole wedding is what I want when I get married. I'd adore having a fall wedding. Not too hot, not to cold, just perfect.

I had originally thought about Nico singing "Perfect One" to Kyra when he had proposed, and had him do it at the campfire in front of everyone, but then I thought, "No. It needs to be just them, alone, like the time they first kissed at the campfire."

I'll tell you guys about my day and also put the last M/A for this story in the next chapter...Talk to you soon!

XOXO,

Mrs-diAngelo25