I don't own Percy Jackson why do you think I write fanfic. Also I guess this chapter has some internalized homophobia so trigger warning.
Chapter 2
Nico hated the waiting most of all. He tried to be helpful, to aid his friends in finding the entrance to the doors of death. He could never manage to focus, though, his thoughts always lingering on Percy. Beautiful, amazing, wonderful Percy who was as good as dead.
Nico knew that Percy wasn't dead, as his ability as a child of Hades told him that Percy was alive, but Nico knew naught of Percy's condition. Nico was terrified, the lack of color in his world was unkind to him. After seeing color for so long, Nico could hardly bear to live without it.
He had read about the sudden appearance of color after meeting a specific person, and he was aware that it meant one had met their soulmate. The fact that his soulmate was a man was hard enough to deal with, as he spent years in an intense bout of self-loathing. He knew it was a horrid thing to fall in love with one of the same gender, it was unnatural and just wrong. He could never tell anyone, never allow people to know of his disgusting secret. He couldn't stop his feelings though, no matter how many times he cried himself to sleep thinking of what people would say, what Percy would say if they found out that he had fallen in love with a boy.
After watching Percy fall, the thought that he had just watched his soulmate fall into an inescapable pit clasped him, and the moment he was alone he sobbed. His soulmate had just been given a death sentence, but at the same time Nico was happy because he no longer had an awful secret; he could fall in love with a girl and be normal. No matter how his chest constricted with pain, and how many times he told himself that he would never be able to see color once Percy died, he could not stop his feelings of relief at the certain death of his friend.
Once Nico realized that percy was with Annabeth, he believed that Percy could make it. After all, Nico himself had survived Tartarus, and Percy would be perfectly capable of surviving with her at his side. Percy was a strong demigod, he would be fine, Nico hoped. After all, Percy didn't love Nico the way Nico loved Percy, so he probably would still be able to see colors. He wouldn't be affected by their separation, so Nico knew Percy would survive. Annabeth and Percy were obviously soulmates, it was evident in the way they looked at each other. Nico was nothing to Percy, a mere annoyance at best. Percy would be fine; Percy would survive. Nico wasn't quite sure if the same could be said for himself.
A/N- So how was it?
These chapters are probably all going to be pretty short, as I haven't read HoH in a while and I am just going to have this story be from Nico's perspective. I don't really remember a lot about this part so I will probably skim a PDF of the book before the next chapter. As you can probably see, this story is going to be full of feels. I was going to say something else and I totally forgot what it was. Uh- please review so I know what I should put in this story.