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

45) Important

*I know this one is really short, but I couldn't think of anything else to write and I want to get started on the second book. Enjoy :)*

3rd Person Pov

Nico was devastated. He spent the next three days looking for Will non-stop. But he never found him.

The third day Will was missing Nico stumbled into the Big House. His clothes were dirty and he looked beat up. Kayla rushed to help him but Nico brushed her off, instead going to talk to Chiron.

He stepped up to the centaur, who was playing pinochle against Mr. D, he slammed his hands on the table.

"We need to arrange a quest. Will's still missing. And I know for a fact that that son of a-"

Chiron interrupted him, "Let's not curse out a goddess can we? Or at least wait until after your boyfriend is safe."

Nico just glared at him, "I've already been to Texas, California, Greece, Alaska, Scotland, and Olympus looking for him. I even went to my old apartment. He's missing, and I swear if Hecate hurts him and you didn't do anything to help I will burn this place to the ground. Piece. By. Piece."

Chiron just nodded, "I feel like the younger campers, and older, might not appreciate that. I've already arranged a quest though, we've just been waiting for you to return."

Nico stared at him confused, then Percy spoke from behind him.

Nico spun around and looked in shock at the nine demi-gods in front of him.

Percy, Annabeth, Piper, Leo, Hazel, Jason, Frank, Reyna, and Kayla all stood in front of him. They looked battle ready.

"Hey Nico," Hazel walked up and hugged him, he was still staring in shock, "We're going to find him. It's okay. We're going to help Will."

*** Meanwhile ***

Will'd been worked to the bone over the past few days.

Hecate had him burn down the Wayne Manor, then he went around and recruited all the monsters that Hecate needed. Then he got to using his powers.

He'd started out small. Making a few people sick. But eventually half of Gotham was infected. He didn't truthfully know what he'd infected them with. But he did know one thing, it was deadly.

Yet he didn't care.

His only task was to fulfill Lady Hecate's commands, and if that meant slowly killing hundreds of thousands of people with a deadly new plague, he would do it.

But there was one thing that was always on his mind. No matter what mission he was on, or what task he was doing it was always nagging him.

Who was Nico?

When he'd started serving Lady Hecate that was the one name that he'd remembered.

Hecate had told him that he was only made to be his instrument, to serve her and do tasks for her. But that name made him think otherwise.

So as he was burning down some mansion in Boston his thoughts were still on the topic of Nico.

Did Will have a past?

If he did, how was Nico relevant?

He didn't have any other memories other than missions, he didn't remember a face, a favorite color, how he knew him, why he was his only memory. But he knew one thing.

Nico was important.

And Will would do anything to figure out why.