Chapter 22: The Ingredients

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  Nico walked up the hill to his Bianca's grave. Wood of the tree planted at the fallen. Nico took out his sword and sawed off a small chunk of the tree that was just beginning to grow. He put the wood piece in his pocket, then went off to find Annabeth. "Hey Nico! Whats up? I heard Leo got- is he okay?" Annabeth asked concern spreading over her face. "Yeah. He's good. Just resting in my cabin" Nico told her. "Well I just wanted to make sure he was okay" Annabeth ran her hands through her hair dropping a strand on the ground. "Well see you" She smiled and ran to Percy at the bottom of the hill. Nico quickly picked up the hair and walked quickly to his cabin. He put both the wood and hair into the bowl from his shelf that he used for all his "unnecessary" spells. Nico took his dagger from the floor where it was hidden and held out his opposite wrist that he wasn't hiding. He sliced his forearm and let the blood drip into the bowl. "Leo you're up" Nico said as he pressed the cloth to his arm. Leo moved towards the bowl setting his hand on fire. He torched the log which made the fire turn purple. "spiritus a facie venti. Et clamor meus ad vocational monens malum contra animam meam" Nico spoke the Latin incantation. "Will Solace" Leo said. Nico put his arms around Nico's waist resting his head on Leo's back. "I love it when you wear my clothes" Nico said. Leo was wearing gray sweatpants that never had fat Nico because they were too long. Leo just smiled hoping that the spell would work so Will wouldn't steal his Nico. 


A/N

Thank you guys so much for over 100 reads in less than a month! This has been my favorite story by far to write. I cant wait for you guys to read the chapters I have planned.


~Morgan Sky  



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