Nico's POV
I ran. I couldn't deal with Percy right now, or the rest of camp, and especially not that Annabeth Chase.
Bianca was dead.
I think I had known for days, but it can't be true. She's Bianca Di Angelo, she will never die. I felt the shadows reaching out to me as the forest recoiled from my angry passage. I felt myself leaning into the shadows as well, they seemed to call to me. A branch tripped me and I fell, right on my face. I couldn't be bothered to stand so I just lay there, exhausted from using my powers and shocked from the confirmation of her death. Her judgement finished, she had achieved Elysium as I had expected, but it was cold comfort. She was gone and no matter how nice her afterlife was she could never be with me again.
A few hours later I got up. I was the son of Hades, maybe I could bring her back. But first I had to understand what I could do. So it looks like I'm headed to New York to get to the Underworld, with any luck I'll find a ghost who can tell me what I need to know.
A/N this is a lot shorter than the actual chapters but I wanted to put this in at the beginning and it didn't go with the first chapter. I update irregularly but I try to update something at least once a week and usually several things a week.
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New York (Nico and the Avengers)
FanfictionSet directly after The Titan's Curse. Nico couldn't stand being at camp so he left. Only to run into some very strange mortals in NYC. The Avengers were just getting used to being the Avengers when a strange boy shows up. This is obviously not cano...
