The Son of Death in Gotham(A Nico Di Angelo Fan Fic)

9) Hades Pays A Visit

Will's Pov

He stood in a dark room, like, extremely dark. Will couldn't see a single light anywhere. It was just pitch black. Nico would feel right at home.

Will hated it.

Just another reason why Nico could never like him, they were complete opposites, yet the butterflies that visited Will's stomach every time he thought about the boy didn't seem to agree.

A light appeared a bit away from him. He felt drawn to it, though he didn't know why.

When he finally arrived the light turned into an image, like an Iris Message. It turned into Nico, crying his heart out as Will walked away from him.

"No," Will tried to get to Nico, but it was impossible, this was a dream, "This never happened, this will never happen."

"He doesn't think that." A cold intimidating voice spoke out of the darkness, though he had never met the god, Will immediately recognized it as Hades, "He thinks you rejected him, abandoned him."

"No, no, no," Will fell to his knees, he knew Nico was mad at him, but he would never abandon him, didn't Nico know that?

Hades directed his attention back to the screen. It showed Nico in an alley, pointing a knife at something, he was bleeding from a gash on his forehead. Then he collapsed. Next it showed him in a hospital bed, the gash on his head bandaged. Then Nico talking to a group of black haired boys. Him sleeping on what looked like a rooftop. Him smiling and talking to those black haired boys in a movie theater. Then him tied to a pole. A new gash on his head beside the new scar and blood dripping down his face, he looked pissed.

The screen faded away and Hades turned back to him, "Though he might never admit it, my son needs you. Find him. Explain what happened to him. Ask for his forgiveness. And learn what he wants to do going forward. He might need your help making a decision."

Then the dream faded back to black and Will woke up.

Nico's Pov

Nico stared at his father in shock, before his body suddenly froze and was forced into a kneeling position.

"Oops," the control was released and Nico was able to breathe again, "I do it by instinct now."

Nico just nodded, keeping his head down. He really didn't want to anger his father again.

"Look at me," the god said, when Nico looked up he continued, "I have limited time with you. I came to tell you a few things. First, you need to make a decision."

"Decision? About what?" Nico asked hesitantly, not wanting to interrupt the god, but curious.

"About if you are going to stay with this mortal family or not." Hades stood up and walked over to look in the mirror.

"S-stay?" Nico was shocked, he was not expecting that. In fact, he was expecting Hades to be mad that he was staying with mortals.

"Yes, stay."

"I'm allowed to? But they're mortals. If I got attacked they could die. Or they could figure out my secret."

"If you had to stay with any mortal family, I feel like this one would probably be best." Hades looked like he was trying to remember something for a moment before he said, "Oh, and let yourself get taken."

He stood up and melted into the shadows. Nico realized how creepy it looked when he shadow traveled.

Let myself get caught? What the heck does he mean?

Then he heard shouting from somewhere else in the house, he was about to rush to check what was happening but his window shattered. He turned around just in time for a heavy object hit his head and knocked him down. He heard his cat meowing and scrambling out of his pocket. It didn't hurt that much compared to what he'd been through, he could probably hold on to consciousness. But he remembered his father's words and he let himself pass out.

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He woke up and immediately knew he was in danger. He was in a strange place and his hands were tied behind his back with something that felt like barbed wire.

He opened his eyes to see what looked like a warehouse. It didn't look like anything special except for the fact that he was surrounded by a bunch of clownish looking men.

They were all wearing purple, orange, and green clothes that hurt his eyes, with their skin painted white and ugly clown faces drawn on.

Directly in front of him was what Nico guessed was their leader. He was wearing a revolting purple suit with a green and orange shirt. His skin was painted white like the rest of theirs and his hair was dyed bright green. A clown face was painted onto his and he held a crowbar.

He smiled when he saw that Nico was awake.

"So this is the new piece Brucey boy has collected. He's really got too many of you hasn't he. Adopted five black haired boys now? Are you as broken as the rest of them."

Nico just glared at him. He had no idea who this guy was but if he was talking about Bruce like that he probably wasn't a good guy.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Joker boy."

Joker snapped his fingers, "But enough chit-chat. Let's see how you handle a little game. Don't worry, I'm sure you'll find it... fascinating. We're going to see how much pain a Wayne boy can take."

"I'm not a Wayne." Nico snapped back.

The Joker just stared at him, then laughed.

"Oh that's okay. Brucey will try and adopt you soon enough. Then I'll have tortured all of his little boys."

"Then can we get on with it?" Nico asked, this guy's voice was starting to annoy him, "I have places to be."

"Okay," The joker shrugged, then hit him on the head with the flat side of his crowbar.

It was painful, but it was nothing compared to what he'd been through. Nico just turned back to the man, who looked a bit confused. Nico just blinked at him.

The joker started kicking him, hitting him with the crowbar every once in a while. Nico didn't make a sound.

After a few minutes, one of Joker's lackeys walked forward and shoved a bag on his head, blocking his view. He could still hear, though it was slightly muffled.

He heard Joker walking away and picking up something, then walking back. He crouched down next to Nico and pressed the object to his left forearm.

Pain flashed through Nico's body as his skin was burnt. He bit his tongue to hold in a scream and felt blood gushing in his mouth.

Joker's laugh was cut off my glass breaking. His lackeys scrambled away and he disappeared.

Nico's vision was blurry, but he looked up to see a large man in a... bat costume? He was standing next to Nightwing and another person that Nico couldn't recognize because of the shadows surrounding them. But they looked female.

The girl rushed forward and carefully cut the barbed wire that was on his wrists.

The bat man scooped Nico up and moved to carry him out, but he refused, struggling until he dropped him again.

"You're injured." Nightwing held up his hands in a peaceful gesture, "We need to get you to a hospital."

Nico was about to laugh and explain that he had to get back to the manor, the Waynes would probably be worried, wait, when did he start thinking like that? When he was interrupted.

"He won't go with you," the girl sighed, "Nico is too stubborn to listen to people when he needs help."

Nico whipped around when he heard the familiar voice.

"Hazel?"