Anubico Oneshots based on prompts

"Stupid grey!"

Prompt: Or more ou Soulmates!AU, maybe with the "everyone see in black-and-white and just start seeing colors when they touch their soulmate"

Nico stared down at the canoe lake, its grey surface rippling as the fish gulped down insects that dared go too close.

"Damn it."

Why couldn't the universe treat him somewhat nicely.

He'd kinda (really) hoped Will would turn out to be his soulmate, but when he'd finally touched him nothing had happened - no fireworks no spur of colours, no nothing. Will had actually told him later -unrelated to whatever feelings Nico had about him - that he'd seen colour after he'd touched Jake Mason (which had only broken Nico's heart a little bit). He should have seen this coming anyway, right? It wasn't like anything good ever happened to him.

Nico picked up a rock and chucked it out into the lake. "Stupid, lake, stupid camp, stupid grey!"

Grey was everything. Black he could at least tell apart from other colours so black clothes became his comfort zone. His sword was black too, as well as his hair, so he might as well just stick to it. The lake he knew was 'blue' as the sky and roses were 'red' as his blood. It didn't matter to him. He couldn't see the colours, so he didn't feel like he was missing out.

Frowning, he stood up and skulked back to his cabin. The interior was dark as always, illuminated only by a personal lamp he'd been gifted by Hades; A (supposedly) electric blue flower that glowed in the dark, no doubt plucked from Persephone's garden.

He dumped his jacked on the chair by his bed and unfastened his sword. He was about to place it on his bedside table when a sound behind him made him whirl around, sword ready to strike.

A boy about his age, maybe a little older, was standing with his body leaned against the wall by the door. He had an arm wrapped around his stomach and was steadying himself with the other. He looked like he was about to pass out, but Nico knew not to lower his guard that easily.

"Who are you, and how did you get in here?" Nico asked, his sword pointed at the stranger.

The other male winced and lifted his hand from his stomach, it was glistening with a slick substance. He drew his breath raggedly, "I- my name is... Anubis." He paused to grip his stomach, a puddle of liquid had started to form on the floor by his feet. "I'm an Egyptian god. I followed you because you feel like death. I- I'm a god of Death..."

Nico narrowed his eyes, "Why should I believe you?"

The stranger, Anubis, wobbled, "You're wise to not believe me, but I have no reason to lie. I am literally going to die if you don't help m-" He didn't finish the sentence and fell against the wall as he passed out. Nico instinctually grabbed his hand to stop him from hitting the ground and that's when it happened. The world seemingly zoomed out before zooming in again, but now in colour.

Nico gasped but still held Anubis' hand, which he now could see was slick with golden blood. Ichor, the blood of the gods. He glanced down at the other's stomach and saw that his clothes were soaked in the substance, it felt so wrong that the gash in his belly should leak glittering blood.

Nico didn't have time to think any longer. He shifted the god into his arms and lifted him up. Carefully, he carried him outside and started walking towards the Apollo cabin. Will would help him, he had to.

Nico felt himself bombarded with colours as he walked, the sky was dark and dotted with blinking spots - stars. He knew what the colour of things should be, and therefore knew that the lights from the cabins were 'yellow'. It was hard for him to put a name to every colour he saw, he'd have to learn their actual names afterwards.