Chapter 4 - Little Italians

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Nico p.o.v.

I woke up at the cemetery the next day. My body stiff, hunger pains in my stomach, but at least that feeling of being watched is gone. I stood up slowly to avoid passing out. I need new clothes, maybe I should have kept that money, "No Nico, you don't need pity money." I whispered to myself. I look down at my brothers grave. I spent all my time there last night, I need to spend time with the rest. I walk over to Hazel's grave, spending about 3 minutes there before I move on. I do this with the rest of them, my heart aching for the time before all of this. I walk out of the graveyard, my eyes blurry from tears. I need to begin patrol. I was walking down the road, when I hear a family walk by talking in Italian. My vision starts to swim, a flashback is coming. I need to get to the alley, but unfortunately, the flashback happens first.

FLASHBACK (bolded is in Italian)

I sit with Will and Di Angelo in the Hades Cabin. I had just woke up from a nightmare.

"Shhh... you're all right. You are with me, your big brother." Di Angelo whispers to me in Italian. I latch on to Di Angelo, my tears rolling onto the older boys shirt. 

"When can I go to Italy with you?" I ask. My voice is muffled by the shirt.

"Someday you, me and Will will go to Italy. Maybe we can visit my mama." Di Angelo responds in Italian.

"Is Bianca there?" I ask, my voice shaky from crying.

"No, Bianca wanted to be with her friends." Di Angelo says, "I'll take you sometime."

"Will you and Will get married in Italy?" I ask with a smirk. My tears slowly decreasing.

"Ha! You little... we are not engaged yet!" Di Angelo says with an angry face, but in his eyes you can see how amused it is.

"You little Italians! Are you talking about me? I gotta learn Italian!" Will says, "Wait, Mini Nico, are you even Italian?" 

"no." I answer.

"That's it, I start learning Italian tomorrow!" Will says. Di Angelo busts out laughing.

TIMESKIP

It was the day after I left camp. I sat by Di Angelo and Wills grave. "Why? We were going to go to Italy! Eat pizza and spaghetti! Visit your mama! Why did you leave me?!" I yell in Italian. I broke down sobbing and muttering, "Why? Why? Why?

END FLASHBACK

Steve p.o.v.

I was doing my daily run, when I came across an odd sight. There was a group of people, and they were all standing in a circle around something. I push through the ring of people and stare in shock. In the center is Nico. His eyes are closed, his body shaking, and he's muttering words in another language. Tears streaming down his face. My brain seems to freeze as it realizes what this is, it's a flashback. I remember it happening to soldiers back in WWII, and more recently, Bucky. But what happened to the kid to make him have a flashback, flashbacks come from a traumatic experience, right? I remember back to yesterday... "Hey big brother, I miss you. I hope you and Will got married in the underworld."  Maybe losing his brother caused it, either way I have to help.

I got down on the ground and pulled the kid into my arms. "Hey kiddo, I don't know what you're seeing, but I know you're not there... you're on the streets in New York... can you open your eyes?" I say to the kid. His crying and muttering slow down as I talk, so I continue to talk. "My name is Steve... I am one of the people you met at the grocery store two days ago... you were on patrol... is that what you call it?" I keep talking till his breathing slows and he opens his eyes. "Hey kid, you ok?" I ask.

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