Y/N pov
I wake up in my lonely cabin. I'm Y/N L/N daughter of Artimes blessed by every single freaking god and goddess. I climb out of bed and walk over to the white and silver desk in the cabin. I brush my H/C hair and put it up in a ponytail. I change into a F/C tank top with shorts and white converse. I grab my necklace that as a moon charm on it. My mom gave it to me when I was claimed. It helps cover my powerful demigod sent. Anyway I walk out of my cabin and run into the one and only son of Hades. "Gods watch were your going, di Angleo" I say. While getting up. "Sorry, but your the one who needs to pay attention, L/N" He says while glaring at me. I return the glare more deadly and he looks away. "I'm sorry Y/N. You want to practice?" He asked while looking at his feet. "Sure. And I'm sorry too, Nico." He chuckles when I say his name. You see we were never real friends. We would just hang out and practice with each other. We would also comfort each other in times of need. So ya, we were nothing close to being friends, right? We walk to the training arena. We walk to the middle of the arena and you can hear the rocks underneath our feet. We get around the middle of the arena and get into starting position. "Your going to regret practicing today, L/N" Nico says with a smrik. Time to wipe that smrik off. "If I remember correctly I'm the best fighter in all of combat, di Angleo" I say returning a smrik. He just chuckles and still as his smrik. "Let's see if that changes than." He says as he runs and trys to price my for-arm. I move to the right and he falls flat on his face. "Ha, nice try" I say. Gods did I speak to soon. He shadow travels out of my eye view. I go in a full 360° trying to see were he went. Next thing I know I'm on my face with Nico's sowrd at my throat. "Ha, nice try" he says repeating what I said. "Yep, nice try" I flip him now I'm on top of him while he is underneath me with out his sword and I have mine at his throat. "Wow guys, moving quickly I see" Someone yells. Nico turns red and it's very noticeable since he is pale. I have control if I blush or not, sometimes. "Leo, don't you see this sowrd at his freaking throat?" I tell back. Getting of Nico and helping him up. "Anyway, what did you want?" I say. "Chiron wants you at the big house" He says. "Okay. Come on Death Breath."
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Daughter of Artimes (Nico di Angleo x reader)
FanfictionI suck at these so just read a few chapters to see if you like it. I swear it gets better. Cover by: Olympian_NightJay