A soft hand woke me up. "Andi?" They asked. "Mph," I grumbled, and flipped over to face the wall. "Andi, it's Nico," At that, I shot up and squinted through the darkness to find his face. The soft ocean glow slightly gave away a bulge in front of me. "Nico, what?" I growled. "Come on," he whispered. "No," I laid back down and closed my eyes tightly. "Please come. I think your mom would appreciate it," he begged.

I sat up and looked at him coldly. "My mother. My… mother?! You don't know a damned thing about my mother, okay, Dead Boy? But I'll come with you. Maybe I can see you better in the moonlight so I can slap you," And with that I yanked him outside, to his cabin.

No sooner did the door slam did he lock the door. "Excuse, me?" Was all I could say nervously. Nico's hand reached down to his hip. He pulled out a long black knife, glittering and very powerful. He shoved me against the rocky walls and raised the kinfe to my throat. "Do not ever threaten me, even be it slightly. Do not ask me to summon the dead. The last time I did it, I summoned my sister, and now I cannot live with myself. Clear, Fish Head?" he hissed, and the coldness of the obsidian sword against my neck had me shivering. I reached up to my hair and pulled a wave shaped clip out of my hair slowly.

"What are you doing?!" he cried. "I'm getting my barrette! I click it when I'm nervous and when I think. Mother, may I?" I asked mockingly. "Fine," he said through gritted teeth. I clicked the thing three times and it grew into a long bronze sword, which I brought down to his neck after kicking him in the knee, then the groin and sent him sprawling.

"Just because you're the son of a commanding death god, doesn't mean you're the only one who knows how to kill," I growled, pushed off his muscular body, and walked out of the cabin. I stopped at the doorway, looking back at him to say, "And no, I don't think my mother would have appreciated that." I pushed a button on the bottom of my sword to have it collapse back into a hair clip. I slipped it in my hair, then stealthily crawled to my cabin and into bed. And so came my first "official" demigod revealing dream.