(AN: This story will be written from Nico's pov. This first chapter is going to be a lot of time skip because I don't want to make up filler atm. It starts on his birthday after Bianca's death.
I have a few headcanons So here is a list of TW.
SH
Homophobia
Abuse
Yelling
That is all I can think of for now. I will put TW at the beginning of the chapters it correlates with, as well as a summary of the chapter so that people who are triggered can still keep up with the story.)
I woke up in the forest again. It had been more than 5 weeks since Percy had taken my sister and I to camp. 5 weeks since Percy told me that Bianca died. As I stood up I realized something that wasn't there the day before. A red string tied to my right pinky. Bianca had explained it. On your eleventh birthday you get a red string that leads you to your soulmate. Only you and your soulmate could see it. Her's apparently severed when she joined the hunters.
As I stood, examining it, I thought about who it could be. Do I know hi- Her. Her. Her. It's a girl. I don't like boys. It's a phase. I thought to myself, hating how i reacted when i first saw Percy. Why did I have to think about those things? I glanced at the direction of the string and realized that it is trailing opposite of my current direction. Back to camp .
I decided to just walk away from it. I'm sure I'd find myself back at camp anyway. I'm in no rush to find someone I might not even like. I walked away.
~Time Skip~
(TW Self harm and internalized homophobia. Skip to end of chapter)
It's Mom's birthday now. I left camp 6 months ago. I've been living on the streets around New York for the time. I was in Dad's place for about a month in March but that's it. I couldn't go anywhere to pay my respects. Today was just too sad. I was in a small town in New York, possibly Jersey. I don't even know anymore.
I found a dollar store and started walking around. I slowly examined the "Arts and Crafts" section. I grabbed a singular pencil sharpener and pocketed it. I walked out of the store like nothing was wrong and found a spot in the forest. I broke the pencil sharpener. You can probably guess the rest.
About half way through I saw my red string. I hadn't noticed it much in the past 6 months. I don't know what it was, but remembering that there was someone out there for me made me stop. I put the blade in a hole in the ground. I didn't want to see it anymore. If i had it i might hurt myself more. I hadn't realized the severity of my cuts. My arms looked like a cutting board. Gods why do I do this to myself.
I was sitting there, my eyes scanning up and down my wrists and started crying. Not because the cuts themselves hurt, but because everything else around me did. I wish Percy was here… No. We can't think that. It's just a phase. I can't Like boys. It's wrong.
(Summary of the TW portion. Nico cuts and has a lot of homophobic thoughts. Next chapter is going to skip to "Blood of Olympus", mostly because I don't feel like writing all that, I just want to get to the romance.)