Two World's Meet

My little death boy

Will's POV

Nico. She's talking about Nico. What is happening with him. She said something's wrong. Oh no, he must be having a flashback. How did I not think about him sooner. I'm the worst boyfriend in the world.

"What do you mean wrong?!" Peter said to the woman.

"I can help him!" I told the two people in the room, "If you want to cuff me and bring me to him I can save him! If you don't he could get seriously hurt in more ways than one!" I could see that Peter wholeheartedly believe what I was telling him. He quickly pressed a button on the tablet he was carrying and the cuffs fell off of my wrists. "Leave me to him, quickly! Before he hurts himself, or any of you!"

The two people led me down different hallways until we stopped at a room. The door was a jar and I could see a lot of people gathering around my death boy cuffed to a chair. What I saw broke my heart. My angel was trying to escape the chair with all of his might he was screaming in Italian. I knew it, he was having a flashback from that gods-awful pit.

I started running towards him, but then I felt someone's hand on my wrist holding me back. I looked up furiously at whoever was stopping me from getting to my death boy I saw a big strong man, who I recognized from the news of Captain America.

" Please!" I screamed at the man, "I'm the only one who can help him!"he must have heard the sincerity and worry in my voice, because he let go of my wrist. I ran over to my little Nico.

"Il mio amore! Dove sei amore mio! No! No! Mio Will, non lasciarmi! Ho bisogno di te! Lasciami andare per favore! Devo raggiungerlo! Lasciami andare!" He screamed. All I recognize was my name. I couldn't imagine what he was seeing. I reached him and I realized he was still cuffed to the chair.

" Get the handcuffs off" I ordered the people around me. Within two seconds the handcuffs fell to the ground. Carefully moved my screaming boyfriend from the chair onto my lap. I held him there and started whispering calming things in his ear. Was telling him that he was safe and I was right there.

" My love, I'm right here" I repeated over and over. Slowly Nico's breathing return to normal.

" Will?" My little boyfriend said his voice choked with tears.

" I'm right here" I told him. I then noticed the thin stream of blood coming from his wrist. He had been struggling so hard against the cuffs that he had cut his wrist open. Captain America noticed this too.

"His wrist we need to get them bandaged!" The American legend said urgently.

" No need" I said having calm down a little. I then hummed a hem to Apollo. When I looked up I saw the avengers faces. They all look shocked even the person I knew was Black widow who I guess rarely showed any emotion.

" How-how did you do that?" Peter stuttered.

" Well my first name literally means "protector", my middle name "strong", and my last name means "comforts in times of stress" this is all really sitting since I have an aptitude for healing." I explain not taking my eyes off my boyfriend.

" Will?" Nico says

"Yes darlin'?" I respond naturally, my southern accent coming through. He takes my wrist, which I had wrapped around him, and held it up so my palm face the ceiling.

"Please" he pleaded. I of course know exactly what he wanted me to do. He wanted me to use my "glow-in-the-dark boyfriend" powers.

"It always makes me feel better after... seeing that place." He continued

" I know Neeks, but we have an audience" I say in a kind tone.

"Please Will" my adorable boyfriend said, his Italian accent still strong, as it always is after he has a flashback or dream.

"Fine" I relent. I can practically feel the confusion radiating off the avengers behind us. I took a deep breath and channeled the sunlight to come out of my hand. Using my ability to bend sunlight, I used it to encase my boyfriend in the warm glow. He was smiling like a toddler, as he did every time I did this. After I made a crown on top of his head from sunlight, I allowed my hand to stop glowing. Nico, still smiling then cuddled into my chest.

"Thank you Will" he said quietly.

" Anything for you death boy" I responded naturally.

"Is anyone going to tell us what the heck just happened" said someone behind me.

"No" Nico responded, not moving from his place on my chest.

"Fine, I'll figure it out myself" said the same voice as before. The voice continued "FRIDAY what language do the boy yelling in before."

A slightly robotic voice replied "Italian sir"

"And what did he say" the first voice said happily.

"My love! where are you my love! No! No! My will! Boyfriend, don't leave me! I need you! Let me go please! I need to get to him! Let me go!"The voice that replied sounded exactly like Nico. I'm guessing they took the recording of his voice and translated it and somehow still used voice to reply. At this point Nico is shaking in my arms. I knew he was probably reliving his dream at this point, and I had to stop him from seeing, whatever he was seeing again.

"Stop!" I screamed at the people behind me, "Just stop!"

"Will it's okay." My boyfriend told me.

"No it's not" was my only reply. I hugged my little Lord of darkness closer to my chest. But then I had an idea. I turned us both so we were facing the avengers.

"I'm guessing all the people you interrogated before me have asked to see each other," I started, all of the avengers knotted their heads, so I figured I had something right, "we have all been through a lot of stuff, and usually our best way to cope is by being around the people who care about us. Because Nico was alone... well you saw what happened. It would help all of us if we could be in one room so we knew the others were safe." I finished.

"Yes" Captain America replied, "I do think it would be best for you all to be in one room, come with me."

A/N I use Google translate for the translations in this chapter, so I apologize if they're wrong. Also I'm sorry for the short chapter.