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

32) Beantown

*Sorry, really short chapter today, but I personally thought this one was funny soooo.*

Magnus's Pov

What had Magnus done? Nothing.

So why was that Will dude all up his butt like that. He hadn't done anything to him. In fact, he was helping them.

Yet Will found every opportunity to attack him, and Magnus just couldn't figure out why.

He'd been a bit shocked when he realized Will and Nico were dating(Actually, now that he thought about it, scratch that up his butt metaphor). Will was obviously gay, and in love, constantly staring at Nico. But Nico just didn't seem the type to be all lovey dovey with a guy like that. Not that there was anything wrong with that, Magnus and Alex were kinda opposites too, yet they were dating.

Speaking of him, Alex stormed over to them, looking pissed.

"Hey," Magnus smiled, hoping he wasn't about to get killed, he wasn't that lucky.

Alex unsheathed his ax and held it up to Magnus' throat.

"Bitch." He snapped.

"Can I ask what I did or are you just going to decapitate me?" Magnus was not in the mood to die this morning, and he was showing people around.

"You broke my fucking sculpture!"

Magnus cringed, still leaning away from the ax. He'd tripped when leaving Alex's room that morning and knocked over a sculpture he'd been working on for weeks.

"Umm, Magnus?" Annabeth asked. That was when he realized that she and Will had been holding Nico back from attacking Alex.

"I'll all good," Magnus managed to shoot them a smile, waving Nico off.

"Ha, no you're not." Alex still looked pissed, lucky Magnus, you've managed to anger your boyfriend who's about to kill you while your cousin watches. At least he would be alive again by dinner.

That's when Magnus got lucky, Mallory walked over, looking annoyed.

"Magnus, you can't just bring mortals into Valhalla. I'm pretty sure that's against the rules."

Magnus shrugged, "They're not mortals, but on another note can you get Alex off me??"

Yeah, that just got the ax dug deeper into his neck.

Mallory seemed to consider it for a moment before turning around, smirking, "Take care of your own problems, Beantown. And from what I heard, you like having Alex on you."

"Don't call me that!" Was all he was able to say before Alex pulled his ax back and brought it down on his head.

He was only able to think two things before he died. One, he had a petty boyfriend. Two, he really hoped he didn't just traumatize his cousin.

Then his head rolled to the floor and Annabeth screamed.