Just before I get into the story, this is probably going to have more than one part. Also, this has some, gruesome content, so you were warned, if you don't have very much of a strong stomach, I don't recommend reading this. But anyway, hope you like it!
Nico's point of view
There was a girl. She, was indescribable. She had this aura around her, innocent, but filthy. She was strange, and interesting. I wanted to get to know her. She seemed lonely, as was I.
Your point of view
There was that boy again. Messy black hair, chocolate eyes. He wouldn't stop staring. I wouldn't be able to complete my mission with him there.
Well, my mission. Ares, my father, he married this lady. My mother. She was crazy. Absolutely insane. So, when she gave birth to me, the craving for blood was in my veins. Not a vampire, but a killer.
I had a sense that he would stop me if he found out. He seemed like the "good guy" type. Or at least he tried to be. I wouldn't ever let this puny halfblood get in the way of my war. That's my mission, to cause a civil war. It was mostly my mom's idea. Ares liked it. The rest of the gods had no clue. It was better off that way.
No one needs to know. Just dad, mom, and I. That's all. The only secret I had to keep. I would never even want to tell my secret, but I had to keep my lips locked tightly to keep it in, incase it slipped out.
I always wore black and red. My signature colors. I had a red and black cloak, that I always wore. Even in summer. It hid all my weapons, luckily. A perfect supply for a killer.
YOU ARE READING
Nico di Angelo x Reader (Oneshots)
AcakJust writing some oneshots about our favorite death boy All characters go to Rick Riordan (I might do one-shots with different people or characters not relating to pjo/hoo)
