Entry 1

By the time you're reading this paper, I'm already far away, so don't bother chasing me.

I can't take another loss. I can't take another one being my fault. Ever since Percy picked Bianca and I up with his crew there hasn't been a minute where I have thought about what could have been if I never was a child of Hades. Where I never would have had these… burdens over me.

I've been pacing this room since… Gods, I don't even know how long. I've been walking around, pointlessly trying to cool down and taking breaks to write down into this little book. Mr. D gave it to me, saying it would help me with whatever is going on in my head. Whatever, man. I guess being the God of madness would keep him in tuned with this stuff. Also, willfully disobeying him would probably turn me into a grapevine. Or a sausage to be fed to Seymour. Neither are situations I'd like to find myself in.

So here I am, journaling my thoughts down. Me, writing in a little diary. Who would've thought?

This is so stupid. I guess we need to begin with an name is Nico Di Angelo, son of Hades and Maria Di Angelo, ambassador to Pluto and a boy who has no clue what to think of himself. I was born on January 28th, 1932, in Venice, Italy, but I was placed in the Lotus Hotel by my dad to keep me safe from Zeus, who thought I was too dangerous to be kept alive. I was there for decades with my sister, Bianca until we were taken out by the Fury Alecto. Then we were found one day by Percy, Annabeth and Thalia and it all went to Hades from there.

Now here I am, losing almost everyone and everything that meant something to me. And now I hear that Jason has left on a quest too now with Apollo. I don't know if I can take this.

Stupid book with its stupid written exercises, can't even make me feel better. Screw this, I'm going out there, this isn't working. It's time I took a walk for… however long I need to.

Where am I going? I don't know. How long? I don't know. What I do know is I'm not stopping until I realize myself again.

Camp Half Blood? Consider this my goodbye note. I recommend you don't come after me. It's for your own good.

Yours,

Nico Di Angelo.


And there we have it, chapter one! Going to be a set of short stories and since Nico has always intrigued me I'm excited to see where this goes. Updating every 9 days so stay tuned for chapter 2!