Dear Random Matt Person: Ouch. I assure you I'm not suicidal. And I have a huge crush on Nico, so I'm not likely to kill him. But since you think all my loved ones should die (and that includes Nico) Then I suppose I'll reconsider. I am reminding you that I'm twelve years old, but I still have the plot arranged in my mind. Cursing me won't change it, and please, know that I am more than capable of having this fanfiv slide smoothly. So, I beg your pardon, not to me rude and be patient. I said I can finish this quick, didn't I? If, for some reason, you decided to go on insulting me and my loved ones, then I'll have to just ignore your reviews and delete them.
Sincerly,
Ambs.
"You're helping me."
"I'm not."
"You're going to help me save him."
"I'm not."
"You're going to spare him, then."
"I'm not."
"Alright," Pallismera sighed, glaring at Thanathos. "You'regoing to let Nico die."
"I'm not." Pallismera grinned. Thanathos, just realizing what he had said, sighed. "I'm getting easy to trick, aren't I?"
Pallismera nodded. "Isn't that what I've been telling you all these years? First, you leave the Doors of You unguarded, then you go and get yourself kidnapped."
"Insulting me won't help Nico." Thanathos pointed out.
"Well," Pallismera huffed, folding her arms. "So won't complimenting you. What am I supposed to say? Hi, dad! You look deadly today! Have you done something to your hair?"
Thanathos managed a smiled, but then quickly let it slide. "Pallismera , I've already let one soul escape me. That Valdez shrimp got lucky. I won't have this happen again. I never let souls escape willingly."
Pallismera rolled her eyes. "Oh, sure you don't!" she said. "You definitely let Gwen and Hazel live unwillingly, huh?"
Thanathos exhaled. "Mera,-"
"Oh, don't you Mera me, dad! Just...do it. You think Hades is going to be happy if Nico dies without anyone trying to stop it?"
Thanathos thought about that for a moments. "He won't object." Thanathos finally said. "I've taken thousands of his children before. Including Bianca di Angelo."
Pallismera rolled her eyes yet again. "Yeah, you did. And he was all rainbows and sunshine about you killing Bianca, wasn't he?"
"He didn't object."
"I object!"
Thanathos scrunched his face. He knew very well that when Pallismera wanted something, she would get it. The hard way, or the easy way. "If I do this, then you'll stop blabbering about it?"
Pallismera's face broke into a wide grin. "Deal." she said, flipping her hair backwards.
"But," Thanathos said, smirking. "You'll have to do a little something for me. Remember Tskia?"
Pallismera nodded, understanding what would follow. During her exile, she'd been on many quests for her dad. This was probably just another one of them. " Yeah. The follower, the shade, blah, blah. Cheated you a million times. So, what am I supposed to do?
"You'll need to watch him closely. Tell me what he does, for whom he does it, and why." Pallismera's expression must have been priceless, because Thanathos actually smirked.
"O-oh." she stuttered, ebfore straigthening up. "Oh, stop it! I'll do it, okay?" She folded her ams. "How long?"
Thanathos smirked again. "For about a month. I know you don't want to miss your beach-party. Maybe if we cancel our deal..."
Pallismera's frown deepend. "Since when did I go to beach parties?"
"All teenagers do."
A pause. "I'm not a normal teenager. And I'll do my best to make sure Nico is as normal as a demigod can be. Even a one that's literally been through Tartarus." She ihaled deply " Bring it on, dad. Ask me to take a selfie with Nyx in Tartarus, and I will for Nico. He's like my little bro."
Pallismera, stepped into the shadows, feeling at home there, feeling she was at her strongest form. "And beach-parties, eh dad? You were always so tan-at-those." She blended into the shadows, then disappeared.
It was only minutes after that when Thanathos caught up to the meaning.
Tan-at-those. Thanathos. He groaned. How was he supposed to get back at her, now? Pal-is-Mera? Thanathos had to admit, he really was easliy caught-of-guard. He didn't like that. He wanted to be the one getting people off guard, and not the other way around. But his daugther had, with not only her joke. For a rare moment, Death felt guility as he rememebred her words.
I'll do my best to make sure Nico is as normal as a demigod can be. Even a one that's literally been through Tartarus.
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Pallismera blended with the shadows. She camuflaged with the darkness and let herself go unseen. Her mission, her task was hard. But she was more than ready to do it. Nico would live. He will live.
Her eyes narrowed. Pallismera's quarry was talking to three cloaked men. Naturally, that traitor.
Tskia, she thought. The unseen assasin, he calls himself. Well, he won't go unseen by me.
Pallismera's cloak of darkness froged itself into the darkness of the shadows, and she blended deeper into them, as she practically floated to Tskia.
"The Dark Lord has heard a lot about you," One of the figures growled at him. Tskia calmly raised his eyes at him, and smirked slyly. "Oh, I know he has. I've know for a while."
The cloaked figures stiffened, as did Pallismera. Tskia simply shrugged. "Tell him the deal is on. I will help him, for the right price. And you must know, my prices are anything financial."
Oh, I know what your prices are. Pallismera thought. Of course she knew what they were. Tskia, child of Nemesis, and with a father blessed by Hecate as well, had his own methods of payment.
The cloaked men nodded. In a pop, they disappeared, leaving no one but Tskia and Pallismera.
For a second, Pallismera thought Tskia smirked. Then, he too, disappeared.
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