The Sunlit Stars

Chapter 1: After the War

### Chapter 1: After the War

Author's Note -:

Salve, Readers.!!! So, its my first time writing a fanfiction. It starts just at the end of The Giant- Gaia war when Nico Di Angelo comes over towards Will Solace, after astonishing Percy. Hope you enjoy. Write a review in the comments and do make sure to comment about what should occur in the next chapter. I'll write the story accordingly. Grazie.

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**Will's POV**

Will Solace stood at the crest of Half-Blood Hill, his eyes scanning the camp below. The morning sun cast long shadows over the landscape, a reminder of the battles they had fought and the friends they had lost. He was waiting for Nico di Angelo, who had gone to speak with Percy and Annabeth.

He spotted Nico walking towards him, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. Percy had a surprised look on his face as Nico left, which made Will slightly suspicious.

"Hey, Will," Nico said as he approached. "You look like you're plotting something."

Will raised an eyebrow. "Me? Plotting? Never. But I am plotting to get you to the infirmary."
Nico groaned. "I'm fine, really."

Will crossed his arms. "That's not up for debate. Let's go."

As they walked towards the Big House, they passed groups of demigods who were still coming to terms with the aftermath of the Gaea War. Jason Grace and Piper McLean stood together, talking quietly.

Hazel Levesque, Nico's sister, was comforting some younger campers, her eyes reflecting the sorrow of their losses. Reyna was speaking with Chiron and Mr. D, organizing the camp's recovery efforts.

Nico noticed Lou Ellen, Cecil, Kayla, and Austin helping with the repairs, their faces somber but determined. Each of them bore the weight of friends they'd lost, and the absence of Leo Valdez was a palpable ache in the camp.

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**Nico's POV**

Reluctantly, Nico followed Will into the infirmary. It was a flurry of activity, with injured demigods occupying every available bed. Will led him to a small, private area separated by white curtains.
"This is for your privacy," Will explained, pointing to a bed, a side table, and a chair. "I know you don't like to interact much."
Nico nodded appreciatively, sitting on the bed with a wince. "Thanks, Will."

Will began to check Nico's wounds, his touch gentle yet thorough.He wasn't comfortable to people touching him. And when Will was doing that he was just feeling some kind of strong tension being created.

As he worked, he started humming a soft hymn to Apollo. The melody was calming, and Nico found himself relaxing despite his discomfort.

"You sing well," Nico muttered, feeling a blush creep up his cheeks.
Will chuckled softly. "Thanks. Music runs in the family."

Nico lost himself in his Bright Blue eyes and those beautiful shaggy blonde hair. He watched as Will bandaged his scratches and wounds.

When Will was almost done, he noticed a particularly nasty scar on Nico's arm. His eyes widened in shock. "Nico, what happened here?"
Nico looked away, his face turning redder. "It's nothing. Just a scar from a werewolf attack."