Me: I'm on a roll. You can't stop this.
This is: Dark
Nico
Percy Jackson and his friends/enemies/relatives are not mine.
Summary preview: Never mess with the King of Ghost.
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Darkness is feared in almost every culture known to man. Nico honestly did not understand what was so terrifying about it. So there was those formative years before he met his dad. But after spending quite a lot of time in the dark, he like to think it was a pretty awesome thing to be a part of.
Turning his attention towards the Apollo Cabin, a light smirk tugged at his lips. The poor innocent sheep had no idea what they had brought upon themselves by provoking the wrath of the King of the Dead's son.
The camp like to support the idea that Capture the Flag was a fun, relaxing, relatively safe game. The actual residents knew better than to believe the propaganda. Especially with the recent pranking of other cabins that had no doubt originated near the Stoll brother's influence. The camp had been turned into a war-zone.
In a polite, you-probably-won't-actually-die kind of way.
To be honest, the prank war had likely begun with The List (originated for the sole purpose of annoying a certain Percy Jackson). And when the first victim had been Percy himself, well. It had been a wonderful event to watch unfold. Unfortunately it had all gone downhill from there.
Nico had prided himself on staying out of the entire fiasco until that infernal cabin of Apollo's spawn dragged him into it with petty insults and completely false statements about his person.
Nico had held his ground fairly well consider there was one of him and many more of the spawn. As chance had it, there was a Capture the Flag game being held with the two cabins on different sides. It was the perfect time to take revenge against the Apollo Cabin for dying his jeans pink and his hair a similar shade.
Percy had helped them (for reasons Nico did not want to consider), but Percy was one man and could be dealt with at a later time.
Nico had been given the position of a distraction. Watching the oncoming cabins (but primarily the Spawn Cabin), Nico took a breath and let loose a trick Bianca had taught him.
A thick blackness spread out into the area before him. Shouts went up, only increasing as he opened a hole just large enough to hold all the opposing members.
Within fifteen minutes the cries of victory were heard from Nico's team. He allowed the darkness to dissolve and gently moved the ground back to its original position. Then he was off to celebrate with his team.
But not without shoot a satisfied smirk behind him at the scowling cabins.
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Thoughts?
I personally like to think of Nico as a vindictive little douche bag when he wants to be.
Next chapter: Seeking Solace
~ Anna/Booklover98