Cosmic Love [A Nico Di Angelo Love Story]

Seeing Stars and Spider Scars

Lucas' P.O.V

It felt like an hour since the goth dude fell unconscious over Pietra's body. I could still hear his screams of agony ringing in my ears even though the horrifying sound itself had been cut short when his world went black.

I guess his world now matches his outfit.

Over the past hour, my energy started to seep back into me; the interior burn fading as the aura of the ice around me was inhaled by my skin and running through my veins. If I tried really hard, I could inch myself closer and closer to the shattered pair of murderers, straining all of my muscles in an attempt to feel something.

'I have to keep myself busy' I mentally repeated to myself as feeling slowly crept into my body. '
I have to take revenge for my mother.'

Doing this would involve killing her murderers- but from what I could see, they had already done pretty well by themselves in doing just that. I strained my muscles again, attempting to move another millimeter closer. I could feel the wounds on my back metaphorically bursting at the seams, as if the skin was being stretched too far over my spine.

Something told me there would be scars.

Do you want to know how I got these scars? (Joker? Anyone?)
She gave me these scars.
But that's only because she knew you were a failure. 

Yeah- that was it. She was just trying to make me a better person. She was trying to show me how Camp Half Blood was making me weak, how they would use my power for wrong. She was going to help me become strong. She was going to take me to Geia to get Mother Nature's blessing.
Not a failure.
Not Chiron's pawn.
Not a tool used to repair a beyond-fix world.
But a machine that will create an Earth that will be PERFECT.

It has to be perfect.
But first- it has to be destroyed.

Just like you - she said - broken from past habits of foolishness. Made into something that will change the world.

And they ruined my chance. 

I turned my glare from the broken pair (i'm a poet and i know it) over to my mangled mess of limbs that lay in front of me. I was weak.

A grunt from the stack of limbs that were Nico and Pietra startled me, causing me to jump and wince as my body twisted into a painful position on the floor. If i'm going to seek vengeance, I better seek it quickly- because something told me that the demigod-douchebags were waking up.

I felt like I was on a Masterchef countdown- except there was way more pressure and way less delicious meal at the end (I might be thinking about revenge- but that doesn't make me a cannibal). Nevertheless, every second counted. I strained my body again, hoping to lift myself off my chest and into at least a sitting position- but my limbs just couldn't take it.

Another grunt erupted from the pair, causing me to make my decision more rapidly. I was in no fit position to take revenge right now- and whether I like it or not, I need their help to find Geia to get her blessing- so my plan can only consist of joining them in their quest until my body began to respond to my brain.

And then I'll kill them.

Good plan.
No, not good....

Perfect plan.

Pietra's P.O.V

You would expect my eyes to flutter open- like Sleeping Beauty's did when she awoke from her slumber- but I think a better way to describe my waking from being frozen was like waking up on your period, being pushed out of your bed while a bucket of water is getting dunked on your head as you're forced to get ready for a school day.