(•0•) I got a review! Yay! Soooo here's chapter three! Yeah, yeah, yeah, I don't own PJATO and HOO ._.
Chapter Three: Nico
Percy's eyes glazed over, and it was a knife in my heart, or, what was left of it. Annabeth sobbed into his cold shoulder, laying there with him on the floor in agony. I gasped for air, realizing quickly that I had forgotten to breathe. I gulped like a fish out of water, glancing around nervously. I backed up into the corner. Into the shadows. I felt the coldness envelope me, and I slipped away through the darkness. I ran through the swirling shadows, in a hurry to reach my destination. I stepped out of the shadows, right up to the door of Hades' palace. I opened the door, running past and ignoring anyone that tried to question my entrance. As a son of the underworld, I knew my way around pretty well. I reached the throne room, where Hades sat with my step mother, Queen Persephone. I bowed on one knee in front of the respectively, until my father nodded.
"Greetings, my lord." I said, receiving another nod, and a glare from Persephone. "Hades... Dad... Percy is dead. Will you... Will you please let me take him back to the mortal world?" I begged.
"Nico." Hades said sternly. "You know I can't let you do that. I let you bring back Hazel. But there have to be limits! I can't let everyone go back to the mortal word."
"No... Please! I'll do anything! Annabeth... Annabeth needs him..." I said.
"Nico, I don't think you're doing this for Annabeth. You're doing it for you." He knew. Of course, it was partially for me. But Annabeth did need him.
"Please." I whispered, my voice breaking.
"No!" Hades yelled, his voice echoing throughout the castle.
"Fine. Let me trade places with him. Let me send Percy back to the mortal world, and I will take his place here." My voice shook. "Forever." Hades raised an eyebrow.
"If you wish." He said. "Go." And with that I left. I walked silently through the palace, ignoring everything and everyone. I exited, and headed towards Elysium. I knew that's where Percy would be, he was always a such a hero. The skeleton warriors at the gates tried to bar my way, but I pushed through them.
"Father's permission." I said angrily. It wasn't hard to find Percy. His soul was brighter than the ones who had been dead longer. I hastily grabbed the sleeve of his tux, and pulled him, his green eyes widening.
"Nico! What-" he started.
"Just come. We're leaving." I snapped, sounding angrier than I felt.
"Uh..." He said stupidly, but stopped when he saw my face. He knew talking wasn't one of my 'things'. I let go of his sleeve. He'd follow now. We continued silently until we reached the exit. The elevator up to Las Vegas was open, and waiting. Percy stared at me.
"Go." I said. And I turned around, walking away.
"Aren't you coming?" Percy asked. He was so stupid.
"No. I can't. The only reason you get to go back is because I'M stuck here now." And I tried to walk away again.
"Wait. Why, Nico?" I stopped.
"W-what?"
"WHY. Why sacrifice yourself for me? I thought... I thought you hated me." He said, green eyes glittering.
"I didn't hate you!" I screamed. "I never hated you."
"I thought... Because of Bianca..."
"No. I don't hate you. It's kinda the opposite." I muttered, not realizing what I said until I had said it.
"What?" He said.
"What's the opposite of hate, Jackson?!"
"Love!" I could almost hear the gears in his head grinding. "Oh." He said.
"GO!" I screamed. "JUST GO!" And I shoved him into the elevator, shocking him, and myself too. The doors closed with a ding, and I walked away, already dead.
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