Authors Note
This chapter is dedicated to "person", the only person to answer all my riddles correctly.
Nutroblaster : Hello! I know that we haven't updated in a while. We've been really busy with other things.
Nico: What things?
Nutroblaster: Things you wouldn't understand.
Nico: Well that's mean.
Nutroblaser: Well, it's true
Nico: Let's cut to the chase. You don't own anything except for the plot, K!
Nutroblaster: Hey to all you people out there Happy Chanukah or Christmas or whatever you people celebrate.
Disclaimer: We don't own any of the characters they belong to Rick Riordan. The only thing we own is the plot. The gods are public domain.
This story is probably not factually accurate. If there is anything wrong with the story please tell us in the reviews. Please be polite and NO FLAMES! (Got it.)
Chapter 3
I lose my mind?
Nico's POV
I followed "him" into a room it was dark and small with no lights except for a lamp. There was a wooden straight back chair, a desk and a sofa. He told me to have a seat so I sat in the chair. He also said that a psychiatrist would be there shortly.
I sat there I didn't know what to do. I wanted to turn to Bianca and ask her what to do (because that's what I always do when I don't know what to do), but she wasn't there. I was scared.
Another "man" came in. why are there so many confusing people? All these men look like women! He sat down and stared at me intently, sizing me up trying to figure out what was wrong with me. I wanted him to stop.
"What seems to be the problem?" he asked.
"I don't know. A lawyer named Albert brought me here. He says I am mental."
"How are you feeling?" he asked.
"I'm fine. How are you?" I replied.
"I shall ask the questions here, young man!" he said sternly He took out a note pad and wrote something down in it.
"What are you writing?" I asked He put down his pad and looked at me as if this was an awkward question.
"I`m taking notes…" he said coolly "Have you been experiencing and hallucinations lately?" he asked I thought of lying, and I considered my choices. I didn't want to be stuck in an asylum, so I lied.
"Nope, I have never hallucinated in my whole life!" I stated proudly.
He wrote something else down in his note pad.
"Tell me about your childhood." He said stroking his chin wonderingly.
"That's none of your business," I blurted out abruptly He wrote something down again and I tried to look at what he was writing but he covered up his notes. It wouldn't matter I couldn't read them anyway .Why did he have to be so secretive?
"Why not?" He said
"Just because." I said squirming in my seat
"Hm…interesting." He wrote something down.
"Where are your parents?" he interjected
"They're dead." I said flatly
"Then who do you live with?"
"Bianca." I said shortly and to the point
"Where do you live?" he said
"In a dark ally."
"Hmmm, that's very interesting tell me more about that."
"It's not interesting nothing happens there, but there are a lot of cats and they don't like me."
"Oh, that's sad why not?"
I shrugged
"So why aren't you and your sister in as orphanage?"
" I dunno."
"Do you have any relatives?"
"NO!" I answered a little to harshly
****Awkward Silence****
Then he asked me a few more questions then told me to wait here. It was very boring. The man, whose name Demetros, came in with a straight jacket.
"What are you doing with that?" I said pointing at it. "You're not going to put that on me… are you?"
"Actually, I am it won't hurt you just won't be able to move your upper body,"
I backed up to the wall "NO!" I cried "That ain't fair"
"Life's not fair, if it were than you wouldn't be here would you." He said with no emotion in his voice. "Also if forced I could subdue you you're a pushover." He said flatly. I had to agree with him that life wasn't fair but the fact that I was a pushover! No way! I decided that it would be wise not to argue with him. I didn't want to be restrained by the confinements of a straight jacket. Hey jumped me and tried to wrestle the strait jacket onto me.
"Get off me!" I cried trying to punch him, but alas I was sadly too small
"This is why you need a straight jacket." he said "We can't let you become violent. Seeing things can do that to you." I didn't know. I did not usually feel violent, but now I did, because I was like a sacred little gazelle running form a blood thirsty lion. At this point I didn't care that they though was crazy, They would put a straight jacket on me and leave me there anyway. So what was the point. Anyway, I felt like…like….like….like a lion-bird! Then I pounced.
"YAHHHH!" I screamed, but despite my efforts they managed to wrestle it on to me
"AH…! I can't move! You're abusing me!" I yelled at the top of my lungs hoping that someone would hear me. I glared at him with teary eyes.
"There is another reason why I'm putting you in a straight jacket. He said visibly winded.
"Why?" I asked
"You're a demigod." he blurted out
"Wait! What's that?"
"Never mind." He said hastily "You'll find out when you're older."
The other two "men" came in.
"We're ready." They said in unison
I started crying harder. Albert put something in my mouth and dragged me into the hallway. I closed my eyes and chanted to my self
"I'm not insane." "I'm not inane." "I'm not insane."
They threw me into a room with a table some wires and a strange-looking machine. I shook my head. "What were they going to do to me?" I thought
"You need electric shock therapy." Albert said. They laid me down on the table. As they were doing so I tried to ask what it was but I just came out as a strangled yelp.
They started pulling straps over my body strapping me to the table so I couldn't as much as budge. They strapped something to my head and attacked metal disks to my chest. Again I tried to ask "What are you doing?" but it came out like. "wt err eu oing?"
Apparently they understood me and said (again in unison, they were really starting to creep me out) "You'll see." That didn't exactly give me that warm fuzzy feeling. I looked to my right and instead of three men I saw three gigantic bird-like creatures, which couldn't be real. It just couldn't.
They started by giving me the first shock. I felt pain coursing through every fibre of my being. I felt like I was on fire. In my every muscle in my body contracted rapidly. If I hadn't had the thing in my mouth than I would have bitten my tongue off. I also started to breathe rapidly and started shaking. That was only the first shock I realized. They repeated this procedure at least five more times.
Bianca's POV
I was pacing back and forth in front of the building, listening to people's screams, wondering if one of them was Nico's. Then… Wait, was that Italian!
"Hey!" I exclaimed "I recognized those curses. Only Nico uses them."
I burst through the high double doors and in to the hallway, screaming "NICO! Where are you?" I ran through the halls and knocked over the receptionist ay I
"Get out-of-the-way!" I yelled at her. I then I looked over at her name tag and it said CLEMENT.(Oops). I ran down the hallway to where I heard the screaming coming from, and burst open the unlocked door. I saw a little girl with blond hair and gray eyes, she couldn't have been that much older that Nico was himself. "Uscire" she yelled I quickly apologized (In Italian of course). My fear subsided, but I still knew that something was wrong. As I was leaving she screamed curses at me.
"Vostro una disgrazia per semidei!" which I understood as.
"You're a disgrace to demigods!" I didn't really know what that meant so I just let it slide.
"Nico!" I screamed as I burst through the door across the hall. Which was surprisingly unlocked, and then I saw him. Nico was strapped to a table with a straight jacket on restraints holing him down. There were also wires connected to his chest and head. I just stood there for a moment drinking in the scene before me.
"What did you do to him?" I cried in English
"We gave him electric shock therapy so he would lose his most recent memories, but he will be fine." Said Albert
"Albert! What are you doing here?"
"Why did you have to take such drastic measures?" I cried
"Nico." I said whilst crouching down beside him. After a while he stopped twitching.
Albert tried to reason with me. "Bianca, this is for his own good." I sighed
Then shouted "Do you know the effects of electric shock therapy?! He could not be able to walk, or even speak again!" This apparently took them by surprise.
The men resolved their composure and said "Of course we do, we're physiologists."
Albert took the wires off Nico, picked him up and carried him out the door.
He looked so peaceful when he was unconscious. I thought
Authors Note
We will try to update in two weeks. emphasis in hopefully. This is our first Fanfiction and we have a lot of Hw to do. We promise to update faster that last time. Hurricane Sandy knocked out our power and communication for a while. Until next time.
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