𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐎 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐃𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆.
He was sure of it. The signs were clear enough: everything hurt like hell, his vision was starting to blur, and his attacks were slowing. As he stabbed and slashed through the Dracaena [the snake cheerleaders], there was always one more left. And what made it worse was the fact that they were trying to seduce him.
"Come on, little demigod," one of them hissed. "You don't want to hurt me, do you?"
Nico gagged, and stabbed her clean through the gut. He took a deep, shaky breath and shadow traveled (barely—he'd already reached his energy limit, and he was just barely hanging on) to the first place he could think of where he could get medical attention stat.
The Infirmary.
He stumbled out of the shadows, his sword in one hand, clutching his side in the other. Nico noticed that he was in some sort of... break room? Just in front of him was a beautiful blonde boy, with gorgeous sky blue eyes, that was sitting on a chair silently. Just watching him curiously, with his mouth slightly open.
"Are you Nico do Angelo?" the boy asked.
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𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐔𝐒 - 𝙣𝙞𝙘𝙤 + 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡
Kısa Hikaye𝗡𝗜𝗖𝗢 𝗗𝗜 𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗟𝗢 isn't doing so hot. as he barely makes his way through the Greek hell known as Tartarus, he ends up somewhere unexpected. fresh out of hell (literally), he stumbles upon Camp Half-Blood's Infirmary. this alerts 𝗪𝗜𝗟𝗟 𝗦...
