^above is Dara's cosplay of Hazel, just like for Nico, you can get more accurate photos by just searching the name up
Trigger warning: mentions of r*pe
Nico looked in a worse condition when I woke up. His chocolate brown irises seemed sadder than usual, something I supposed wasn't possible. Those eyes looked damp with what could only possibly be tears. He sniffled in the stifled up space, hadn't noticed me being awake yet. His brown aviator jacket possible six sizes bigger than him blanketed over his skinny frame. His black skull T-shirt seemed to be in tatters. His vantablack hair were a huge mess. I crept closer to him slowly in order to not surprise him as I question, "Hey, you okay?". I knew he would say he was fine and he did. Liar. In a persuasive tone, I tried again, "What happened? And don't you dare lie!"
He pulled his legs to his chest and dropped his head on them. "When I woke up, a giant who looked like a normal man attacked, I tried to stop him but he- he tried to be close to you- I threatened h-him not to, so he attacked me and then he-he did what he was trying to do to you to me",
At that, all what was in Nico broke. His silent sobbing was now audible, all I wanted was to hug him so I did, and let him weep on my shoulder.
Me being the stupid idiot I am, took some time to connect the dots and figure out what Nico meant, and oh holy fucking shit! Krishna-Mohini why did you even think of sleeping. The poor guy went through so much because of you! I mentally scolded myself alot for that.
The height difference I never noticed was awfully obvious now, it seemed as if I had grown a few inches more at my stay and during my sleep. Sleep. Dream. Holy fuck, that was Nico's half sister in my dream! How can I tell Nico about the shit she pulled of, like goddamn! He would be so intensely worried and his mood will only be brought down even more. Gods! What should I do?
But it seemed as if we had bigger worries at the present as I realised breathing was extremely difficult in here. I looked around, now finally fully awake, just realising that we are stuck, more like imprisoned in what seemed like a jar.
"Where the fuck are we?", I asked Nico.
"There were two other giants behind Orion, they took us here and I couldn't do anything"
"It's not your fault, bro, chill"
"B-but?-", I interjected him.
"No buts, who are they anyways?"
Nico being the intelligent and sane one here, knew almost everything, as he explained to me about Otis and Ephiliates, despite his condition. 'Even Ares, the god of war himself couldn't manage to get himself out of the jar so how could we?' The question had risen out.
"Neeks, you rest. You need to. I will think of something"
"To think, you'll need a brain", Nico muttered.
"Hey that's mean!", I punched him on the shoulder as we shared a light laugh.
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The Unwanted Legacy
Fantasy{on hiatus} What happens when the two h*rniest gods get together? Sh*t goes down obviously and that sh*t is apparently... me +Possible valdangeolo, but am not really sure if I would include them Warning:includes INTENSE swearing, slow updates, sh...
