Nico
Nico shouted helplessly at his father. The rage and pain was tearing him apart in a way he hadn't felt since Bianca died. In some ways, this was worse; because Anna had been his anchor after his first sister died. Now he was grieving, lost and drifting in a sea of pain where his only source of light had been extinguished.
"Why can't she appear before me? It's not the same with Bianca when she just wouldn't come. Blu feels disjointed; like something is pulling her away. Something is wrong!" He stormed up and down the area in front of Hades throne. The god just watched his son impassively. His father's blank face served only to upset Nico further. How could he be so calm? How could he been so bored looking, when Nico's world had just been violently ripped out from beneath his feet?
"Your friend has other things to do now Nico. Important tasks. Things only she can do. You must let her spirit be. Now go. You have your own assignment." Nico whirled on his father. Blu was so much more than just a friend.
"How? This is beyond me, beyond you! The veil is..." Hades stood up, dark eyes blazing, power roiling off the god in waves.
"Enough Nico. She left you a job to do. Dianne had faith that you could finish what she started. Now go!" Nico knew when he had pushed his boundaries to far. Instead of yelling and screaming like a petulant child, he bowed sarcastically before his father.
"Yes father."