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

43) Boyfriends?

Nico laughed. He fucking laughed.

"Real funny Hecate!" He shouted into the air, "Just let me see my family. Please? I've done what you want, I don't need to be confused with these strangers trying to replace them."

Percy looked pained and he stepped forward, "Nico, these people are your family. What's the last thing you remember before you met Hecate?"

"Not that it's any of your fucking business," Nico snapped, "But I remember you 'heroes' leaving me to die in the jar."

Percy looked shocked, he moved to sit down next to Nico but Nico flinched away.

"Nico, we saved you from the jar. Me, Jason, and Piper fought the twins and saved you. Then we went to save Annabeth and me and her fell- down there."

Nico glared at him, "You're not going to gaslight me into believing you. I know what happened. You abandoned me, just like everyone did. Now let me go! I have a job to do, a job that you could never do."

"What job?" The oldest "Wayne" asked.

"Whatever Lady Hecate wants, but it's worth it. I get to do what Percy failed to do, save my family."

Percy looked at him shocked. Then sad. Nico hated his stupid facial expressions and emotions, he didn't deserve them.

"Nico, your family is dead."

"Fuck off Percy, I know that. But this is the closest I've gotten to actually being with them in four years because you failed to keep your promise. So shut the fuck up and let me go."

Percy just shook his head sadly and turned to the Waynes, "I don't know how to convince him. Maybe you guys might have better luck, I'm going to try and find Will."

The oldest nodded and sat down at the end of Nico's bed, Nico instinctively curled in on himself, away from him.

"I guess we should re-introduce ourselves." He smiled at Nico, "Hi Nico, I'm Dick. You're oldest brother. This is Jason, Tim, and Damian."

Nico just glared at them, then one thing caught his attention.

"Why do you have a white streak in your hair?" He asked Jason.

He'd always hated Percy's and Annabeths white streaks. It just showed that they survived and Bianca hadn't. They shouldn't have survived.

"That's from the Lazarus Pit." Jason shrugged, "I died, came back, tried to kill Bruce, so and so."

"So you're telling the heir to the underworld that you were illegally revived. Very smart." Nico deadpanned.

Jason shrugged, but Nico saw him smile slightly. "No offense, but you're dads kinda a bitch. He stabbed you the first time we met him."

Nico stared at him in shock. He could physically feel the room darken. Nobody, except maybe Percy, talked about his dad that way.

"Fuck off, my dad cares. Don't talk about him like that. Especially in his cabin, that's disrespect towards the gods."

Dick gave him a sad look, "So we're back to this aren't we?"

Nico just glared at him, internally praying to his father not to smite them. He didn't know why, but he didn't hate these people. Maybe it was the broken look in their eyes, or maybe it was the fact that they seemed battle ready just like him. But he knew that they understood him in a way. He wondered who their godly parents were.

"What cabin are you anyway?" He asked, "I'm pretty sure you're not allowed to be in here."

They looked at him confused, maybe they were new to camp. But this guy looked way too old to be new.