I know you all are curious about the scroll, and I am dying to tell you. So sit back and see!
I am NOT Rick Riordan, thus I own none of his properties (or talent).
I Can't Swim
And The Lessons Can Wait
~Nico's P.O.V.~
When we got to camp, we snuck over to my cabin, as not to be questioned. I collapsed on my bed, still slightly dizzy. Percy sat beside me. Hazel was not present.
"Nico, can I ask you something?" Percy said suddenly.
"No." I deadpanned.
"Please?" I felt him lean toward me a little.
"Fine." I sighed.
"What did that Hellhound want?"
I opened my eyes and met his. He bit his lip, unsure.
"It had a message for me. It didn't want to give it to me and said it would hurt me if I tried to read it. And . . . I really needed that scroll . . ." My throat tightened at the thought of what the scroll couldv'e said. I shut my eyes, hoping to calm down.
"A scroll? You mean this?"
My eyes snapped open to se a crushed scroll being held out to me. I bolted up and took it gingerly, afraid it would disappear.
"How did you -?"
"I saw it fall off the Hellhounds neck. Sorry it's a little crushed . . ."
I hugged onto him, making him freeze up. "Thank you."
He relaxed and put his hand on my head. "No problem, Nico."
I pulled back and we smiled at each other. The atmosphere was comfortable, and his posture was as relaxed. Slowly I leaned in, letting my eyelods drop, but not fast enough to miss him doing the same.
The shocked jerked me out of my silly action and I went backward.
"You should go." I said, seemingly random. "I mean, go relax. Cool down from all that, right?" I scrathed the back of my head, looking away as his eyes burned.
". . . Yeah. I've got a lot of thinking, right?" He laughed nervously, but his words alone twisted my stomach. "See you, Nico."
"Bye." He closed the door behind him.
I waited a minute for my heart to calm down, then opened the scroll with shaking hands.
Nico-
I have been watching you, and have noticed many things about you I never knew. I have first noticed you get great pleasure in hurting yourself. Second, your sexuality. Third, that you cannot swim. Forth, that you have planted your heart at Percy Jackson. And lastly, what Maria did to you.
I have written to you about all of these things, and have trusted my head Hellhound to deliver it.
About you hurting yourself - There are many more productive ways to get rid of emotions. Please do not make this a habit.
About you sexuality - I understand. I am Greek, Nico, and I am not ashamed to say I have also sung that way before.
About your lack of swimming abilities - I apologize for not getting the chance to teach you. I could have prevented that moment.
About Percy Jackson - I hate him very much. Not just for his stubborness, and his attitude, and stupidity, but for his obliviousness. I wished you to have fallen for a better Demigod, but alas, I know love, and I know you do not get to choose where it blooms. Thus, I am not upset, and I am willing to refrain from killing him if your relationship escalades.
About Maria - I also apologize for not seeing that in her, and for not being there to prevent it as well I hope you forgive me for that.
With nothing else to say, my son, it's essential that you understand that you are you, and you are you because of me.
-Hades
Various emotions coursed though me, none of which I could pick out.
I set the scroll down and laid back, many knots in my stomach coming undone. I fell into a thankfully dreamless sleep.
Small but purposefully so chapter. Review! ~TrampledRose
