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Chapter 2

Lucy spent the weeks after unsuccessfully trying to find the other 11 Greek Keys. She had said she was going to do her best to try and find them, but with no clues, it proved to be nearly impossible. She had summoned Nico quite a few times, to ask him more questions about him and his friends, and to learn more about the powers Nico possessed. Nico had given her a coy smirk in response, and told her "Patience. You will learn once you have summoned me to fight. Next question." She had gotten somewhat annoyed, but she left it alone. It was easy enough for her to find Jobs in order to test him, anyway. He also didn't tell her exactly what 'Greek' meant. The word was foreign to her, so she made a note to ask Levy when she had gotten back from her job.

After further discussing with Nico, he once again confirmed that his friends were spread out randomly, so they could easily be at opposite ends of the continent. He did however, assure her that it was not a possibility that any of them got to any other continents. Which meant Lucy did not have to go abroad at any time. But he still didn't know exactly where they were, which troubled Lucy greatly. It may have seemed greedy of her, but she wanted to find all 12 Greek keys before anyone else did. She also felt like it would be most beneficial to Nico, as well, to have all his friends by his side. She had been having little luck, until Mirajane had suggested one of the newest jobs on the board, with a 'Mystery reward.' She knew it was far-fetched, but she also knew it was possible that it would give her a lead as to where the other Greek keys were.

The location was a small village, which had been experiencing abnormal weather and foreign monsters. The monsters were now in their town square, while the villagers had evacuated for their own safety. They wanted the monsters dead in order to reclaim their home. She thought it seemed pretty simple, and decided it was good enough to test out Nico's powers, as well. "Well, I'll be going!" She called, as she left the Guild hall. The Blonde set off, hope blossoming in her soul.

'Don't worry, Nico. I'll find all your friends.'

Flashback . . .

"Surely, There is a better way. There has to be something else we can do. This can't be the only option." Said Will, staring at the Pale son of Hades. "There isn't." Nico snapped, then immediately felt regret as he did. He had been on edge ever since the incident. He sighed, rubbing his forehead. He had been angry for the last month or so. He was bloodthirsty, itching to get his chance at revenge. And, guilt, as well. Out of all his friends he had gotten lucky. He hadn't even been touched, not even glanced at. She had left him saying "The pain of your friends will be quite enough to make you suffer, as well." Anyone else may have felt grateful.

Nico felt horrible, knowing that he should be suffering with his friends, too.

Percy Jackson, admired by all, known as the Hero of Olympus, reduced to a mere shell of his old self. The cursed wounds on his body constantly reopened, causing the Son of Poseidon to go through immense pain until the healers could fix them. Percy couldn't even recognize them anymore; His sea-green eyes were dull and void of life, and all he reacted to was pain. Otherwise, he would stare blankly at the wall, or whatever was in front of him. He didn't respond to his name, not to touch, he only ever opened his mouth when they were feeding him. He hadn't been speaking at all.

However, Annabeth had been like Nico, no permanent injuries, but many mental scars added to her collection. She never left Percy's side unless she was forced to by the Healers in the infirmary. She had dark, raccoon like bags under her eyes. And her grey eyes were always tinged with red, proof that she had been crying when no one was looking at her, when she was alone. But in front of Percy, she showed no weakness. She was strong, brave, patient for the both of them. Her eyes, while tired, held eternal patience for him. Even if she called his name and didn't respond. Even if she told him stories and he had no reaction. Even if she held his hand and hi 1111s was limp in hers. Even if his eyes were as dead as a porcelain dolls, and could only stare at what was directly in front of him.

And even if he didn't tell him, Nico could tell how much Will was suffering, too. When everyone's eyes were on him, when people were looking at him for comfort, he was smiling. He was a ray of sunshine, he was the brightness people needed to restore their faith. But this meant he couldn't show weakness, not in front of them.

So when no one was looking, the weight of what had happened weighed him down. He hunched over, his smile dropped, and for once, he didn't look as positive as he had always been. He had dark circles under his eyes, because the nightmares woke him up in the middle of the night and prevented him from going back to sleep. His wounds were not cursed, they were not as bad as Percy's, but they were delicate. They would often reopen in his sleep, when he thrashed around. And Still, he had not told Nico. Nico had only found out because he caught another child of Apollo getting rid of bloodstained sheets; Considering Will was the only one injured in the Cabin, it didn't take long to figure out who it was.

Leo, Thalia, Calypso, Frank, Hazel, Jason, Piper, The Stoll Twins, all in agony because of his idiocy. He hated himself, and he despised Athanasia Avramidi. He hated how he played them like fools, and destroyed some of the greatest heroes of the generation. He hated how she taunted him in his dreams, forcing him to relive his mistakes over and over. He wanted revenge. He wouldn't be satisfied until she was dead. He wouldn't be satisfied until He killed her himself. He sighed, Looking at Will.

"I've done everything I could think of. I've looked into every other option, and this is the only way I can see us even having a chance. " Nico Argued, shaking his head. Will looked Nico in the eyes, saw the hatred and fire burning in his eyes. He knew it would be useless trying to convince the son of Hades otherwise. He gulped, standing. "Are you certain you know what you're doing?" He asked, chewing on his bottom lip. Nico laughed, dryly. "Yes. I wouldn't do it, unless I did. I'm not stupid."

Will nodded. Nico leaned up and kissed him, Cold lips against warm ones, Nico's pale skin against Will's Tan complexion. But Nico quickly pulled away. He knew if he stayed a second longer, with Will, he would end up staying, and changing his mind.

Without a second glance, Nico stepped into the shadow of a tree. And just like that, The son of Hades vanished into the shadows.

Author's Notes:

Till next time, My shining stars.