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

44) Forget, Forget, Forget

*I finished it! Yay I actually got both stories updated tonight. Sorry this is late, I hope you enjoy :)*

Will's Pov

Why was everything so dark?

Will couldn't see anything, or anyone. His first thought was to try and find Nico. He'd always been helpful when Will had bad dreams, or when he was stuck in the dark. But he couldn't sense his presence.

He looked around for what could have been hours, or it could have been minutes. Then he finally felt someone enter the dream. He spun around, expecting to see Nico finally there to bring him out of this dark place, but instead he saw the last person he wanted to see.

"Tt," Hecate sighed, "You're going to be a much harder one aren't you? With your little boyfriend it was easy, dangle the prospect of his family over his head and wipe his happy memories and everything was perfect. He would kill for them. But with you..." She sighed. "I guess we'll have to do this the hard way."

Hecate stepped forward and before Will could try and get away she grabbed his face.

He could feel the Mist start to enter his mind. He'd never been specifically adapt to controlling or recognizing it, but this Mist was so thick it was obvious.

Yet Will couldn't fight it.

He didn't truthfully know what was happening. All he knew was that he was terrified.

Then he knew that he was sleepy, very sleepy.

Then angry.

Sad.

Guilty.

Grieving.

Surprised for a moment, then he felt an overwhelming sense of love. That was it.

Nico. He loved Nico, and he would fight off this nasty goddess if it meant helping him.

He felt the Mist spread in his mind, overlapping his memories and taking them away, one by one. But he kept the memories of Nico close to his heart. He refused to let her take them.

They fought like that for a while, Will trying his best to resist the fog clouding his mind now. But eventually the goddess won, the gods always beat them.

She took his memories of Nico, one by one.

Their first meeting.

When Will realized he liked him.

Their first conversation.

The first time Nico visited the infirmary.

When they finally became friends.

When Nico left.

When they found Nico again.

Their first kiss.

Starting to date.

Their second kiss.

Their third kiss.

Their fourth kiss.

The prophecy.

Nico looking at Magnus like he was some savior.

Nico disappearing.

Nico reappearing, but not knowing Will.

Them finally catching Nico.

Nico remembering him.

He loved Nico Di Angelo, and he never wanted to forget it.

Then he did.

Then a sense of calm washed over him, he didn't have anything to worry about. He never had. All he had to do was one thing, one little thing.

He knelt down in front of Hecate.

"How may I serve you Lady Hecate?"