Percy's POV
What do you do when the quest has ended? What do you do when the battle is won? I have often asked these questions. But I found out. Grieve. I been grieving. Grieving for the lost of my loved one. Nico.
A bit of background: I broke up with Annabeth. I realized that I was gay. Nico and I got together and we secretly dated while on the Argo 2. But he is gone.
Here is the story:
The Seven just arrived at Camp Half-Blood. We defeated Gaea back in Athens. We arrived to see a full one war. Blood everywhere. Romans and Greeks screaming at each other, on my home. But is Camp Half-Blood really my home anymore?
"SILENCE!" I yelled. "Is this what Leo wanted?! He sacrificed himself so we can be here! Romans, I know he set fire to New Rome, but it wasn't his fault. A demon possessed him, cause him to destroy New Rome. Leo would never do that. So is this what Leo would have wanted?"
The Greeks shouted back, "NO!"
I scanned the crowd looking for Nico. Than I saw it. My nightmare.
Octavian loomed over Nico, a knife glittering in his hand.
"NO!" I screamed, but it was too late.
Octavian brought down the knife and Nico screamed. He collapsed. I did something I never have done in my life.
I felt my body dissolve into millions of particles. Within a split second, I was by my lover's side. Later, I realized I vapor-traveled.
Red, flaming blood flowing out of a deep wound on Nico's back. I tried to stop the blood flow but it was too much.
"Please don't leave me," I cried.
"I'm dying. You know it. I'll wait..." Nico whispered. He shrugged, and took his last breath.
*Time Skip to Present*
It's been 3 weeks since N-Nic him died. None of the camp except The Seven, and Reyna cared about his death. I mainly been crying in my cabin. Everyone tried coaxing me out of Cabin 3, but I didn't move. They gave up after a week.
Nico's last words ran through my head.
I'll wait.
I thought often about killing myself. But I know Nico would have not wanted that.
I'll wait until my own time, I promise Nico. I'll wait.