Child of Hera (A Reader x Nico Di Angelo Fanfic) ~ON HOLD~

My Knight in Shining Black Clothing

     (F/n)'s POV

     "WHAT THE HELL?!?!" I screamed as I jumped 50 feet away from the monster's club attack. Thank god I forgot to take my ADHD pills today. The monster, which I finally realized was a cyclops, growled in frustration and swung his club at me. I quickly jumped and dodged the attack.

     "Why won't you just die, demigoddess?!" the cyclops yelled in annoyance and frustration. I stuck out my tongue and sprinted out of the alley, despite wearing uncomfortable flats instead of sneakers. The cyclops let out a battle cry before stomping loudly after me. Pedestrians looked confusedly at me as I was running away from the cyclops. How the hell don't these people notice the 50 foot monster?!?!?!?!

     "COME BACK HERE, LITTLE DEMIGODDESS!" the cyclops cackled, like the Wicked Witch of the West from 'The Wizard of Oz'. I continued to sprint (thank god for all that endurance and speed training for track team) away the cyclops. Although super strong and menacingly looking, the cyclops was super slow. There was at a good 30 feet of distance between us.

      "NOT TODAY CYCLOPS MAN!!!" I screamed, picking up more speed. Spectators gave me weird looks as I continued to run away from a monster from Greek mythology (ironically one of my best subjects). As I sprint, I ran through Central Park and noticed an emo boy in all black and with a World War Two-looking aviator bomber jacket sitting on a park bench, eating a vanilla ice cream cone.

      "Oh my gods," I heard the emo boy state in shock as him saw me running away from the cyclops. I didn't bother to stop or look behind me, so I continued to run. Suddenly I tripped over some rocks, busting up my left knee. With one leg down, I started to accept my fate. I was gonna die at the hands of a mythologic monster.

     "Well, well, well, little demigoddess! Aren't you a fast one?" the cyclops mocked me. I glared at him with angry, but quietly whimpered in pain. The cyclops licked his lips with hungry and picked me by the upper part of my dress. He smirked at me and laughed, "Yay! I get to eat a demigoddess! I heard demigoddesses taste better than demigods!"

     He slowly moved me closer to his now-opened mouth. Remains of people and animals stuck to his teeth made me fight the urge to puke. The cyclops stuck out his tongue and placed me on it. I cringed at its stickiness and closed my eyes, waiting for death. Suddenly the cyclops screamed in pain.

      "ANOTHER ONE?!" the cyclops screamed before dropping to his knees in pain. I rolled off his tongue and hit the ground, probably braking a few bones in the process. Dizzily and dark spots forming in my eyes, I noticed the emo boy from before was in front of me.

     "Are you okay? It's okay now, the cyclops is dead. I killed him," the emo boy explained to me. I looked at him with a slurred smile and asked, "You saw the cyclops?! What's happening to me?"

     "You're a demigod. I'm here to take you to Camp Half-Blood," was the last thing I heard from the emo boy before fainting from exhaustion and pain.