Gone

Nico's POV

Disclaimer- PJO all belongs to Rick Riordan.

A jolt of pain shook Nico as he blocked the blow meant for Hazel, his beloved sister. His eyes weren't focused but he could feel himself crumbling to the floor and into Hazel's outstretched arms.

"No!" He heard someone scream, proceeding to cry for help. Nico could vaguely hear the sounds of people running toward them. He wanted to close his eyes, and pretend he was somewhere else. Maybe that would stop the pain form being completely unbereable. But no, his few happy memeories were shortlived as someone shook him, carefully though, as not to make his wounds worse. Somehow through half lidded eyes he saw Piper telling him to stay awake. How Piper and Jason got there so fast puzzled him but that didn't matter anymore. Nico could already feel his soul trying to leave his body, no amount of charmspeak would work now. He was so tired, he just wanted to close his eyes and go to sleep. He shut his eyes for the last time unaware of the begs of his sister to stay awake. Finally his eyes focused, there stood Thanatos, in all his glory, ready to take him to his father's realm. At last all his pain was gone...