Famiglia Dell'Angelo

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1. He was ten years old when I first met him. He was a child, naive and full of energy. He didn't have a reason, but he smiled like the world was on his side. Then he made me promise him to protect her. His dark eyes were full of passion and matureness, I was surprised at how strong his emotions played through them.

He made me promise. I failed. I couldn't do it.

I returned to him, but when he didn't see his sister next to me, he made the connection instantly. He cried sad tears, screamed with pain, and hit me with anger. And he ran away.

It was all my fault.


2. He changed since then. He always wore a guarded expression next to me, as if he couldn't let me see his real eyes or else he'll end up like his sister.

And I couldn't bear to see him so full of anger and resentment at such a young age. He grew up far too fast, and his eyes weren't full of energy anymore. They were just blank fortune orbs, numb from his fast suffering.


3. And he tried to hurt me. But he forgave me. He forgave me and that was all that mattered to me.

But deep down I knew he would still blame me.

He said so. Such simple words. "I forgive you." But they were a shield to stronger feelings, hidden emotions.

So I tried my best to give him what I took from him: a family.

I tried to give him a caring figure, I tried to make him happy, I tried to give him love. But he pushed everyone away. He wouldn't let anyone inside his fortress, and I tried to tear down the strong walls he put around his heart. I wanted him to see that I cared. And that I was sorry.


4. I guess it went too far.


5. It was all the goddess plan. It was her fault. I didn't remember anyone except a single person; a person who stole my breath away.

And I didn't remember him.

He was there, at the other camp. And when he saw me he panicked. What was he supposed to do? Try to make me remember? Shake me, telling me to snap out of it?

Instead he pretended I was a stranger. I couldn't blame him.


6. He was captured and taken to a dark pit. I couldn't forgive myself.

I had been trying so hard to make him see he has a family with me and many others. I tried my best to give him hope and a home.

I failed.

Family doesn't leave anyone behind. Family tried their best to keep everyone together and well. And I couldn't protect him. I couldn't.

He suffered and suffered. And each day I felt myself losing hope.

But we got him back. Hurt, weak, vulnerable, broken, but alive.


7. I made him swear. He is the only one who can lead them there. He is the only one strong enough to.

It's funny, isn't it? How he made me promise to protect a single soul, and I failed. And now I make him promise to lead a crew to a nearly impossible place.

I don't deserve to be his family.

And yet, I saw it in his eyes. It hurt him to say those words. "I promise."

It hurt him to let me go. I was the only one who has seen him at his weakest and strongest, and he knows it. He might start considering me as family.

But I might never find out.


8. He saved us without knowing. He saved me.

He saves me and I couldn't save him. I don't deserve to be his family.


9. He says he's found a home now. And I'm happy. The circle is coming together again, things are looking up.

And then he says it. He loved me.

I've tried for years to make him see that he has a family. But he saw my attempts the wrong way.

And I feel bad for hurting him this way. I never meant to hurt him. But I always manage to mess up.

At least he's found a new home. He's moved on. Plus, I'm not his type anymore.


10. I've known him since he was young. His smile was bright and his eyes shone like the stars. I was also there when his radiant smile started to fade and his eyes dimmed.

I was there when he became broken and bitter at life. I was there when he chose to spend more life with the dead than the living. I was there.

And now, he's lying in my arms, claws across his chest, bleeding feverently. His eyes are shutting and I have to say it now.

"I'm sorry, Nico." I say, and my chest shakes and my eyes blur but I will the tears away. I need to see his eyes. "I-I'm so sorry."

I couldn't tell him he was going to be fine. I couldn't give him any more false hope. I had to be strong.

And the corners of his mouth lift a little, and his eyes look deep into mine. "I know. Percy, I know." His voice is low and soft, and his breathing is slowing down. "Thank you."

And he holds my hand, bloodied from his wounds. He holds my hand, and he lets me see his eyes. I understood him. He knew all along that I only wanted to make him happy. And I tried to smile, for his sake. His eyes are on mine, and I see the ten year-old little boy who always smiled, but I also see the broken warrior he became over time.

I looked into his eyes, and I watched how his life faded little by little.

And for the first time, I could finally see past his barrier. I could finally see his true eyes. His true soul.

But everything comes to an end.








Hey Guys!! I made this little story about Nico from Percy's eyes. I don't know why, but I feel like their relationship is overlooked. I kind of wanted to show that Percy cares about Nico, maybe just as much as he cares about Annabeth. Percy was there when Nico became bitter, he was there when Nico grew up too fast. I wanted to show just how much Percy is affected by Nico. This was not meant to be towards the Percico ship (though it is very cute), but rather towards the family side of them.

(In case you guys didn't catch it, I'm going to explain what each number was during the stories.

1. Meeting Nico; Nico making Percy promise to protect Bianca;Percy could not keep promise.

2. How Nico changed because of Bianca's death.

3. Nico 'forgiving' Percy, and Percy trying to show Nico that he means a lot to him.

4. Nico's feelings becoming romantic towards Percy.

5. Percy going to Camp Jupiter because of Hera, and not remembering Nico.

6. Nico captured by twin giants, and kept in a jar on Tartarus.

7. Percy and Annabeth about to fall to Tartarus, and Percy making Nico promise him to lead everyone to the Doors of Death.

8. Nico treating Bob right, and saving Percy because of it.

9. Choice to stay in Camp Half-Blood, possibly seeing Will Solace as more than a friend, and confessing to Percy about past crush.

10. (Fictional- does not happen in Rick Riordan's actual stories.) Nico's death, and them both being able to be family for the first time.)

BONUS: One more thing, the title is in Italian, which is a language Nico speaks. It means "The Angel's family" or "Family of the Angel."

I hope you guys enjoyed this short story, I really enjoyed writing it. Please comment, vote, and share. Thank you for reading my stories. Byee!!


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