Solangelo: The Hunters.

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Nico's POV:

This was a disaster. Goddess Artemis wanted me and the rest of the hunters to wait at this camp called Camp Half-Blood whilst she hunted a beast.

Zoë tried convincing her we'd be of use, but you know how gods and goddesses are: they're proud. Won't accept help from no one unless they're in a real pinch.

When we walked through the barrier of the camp, I felt the air around me turn to warmth. That was strange, it was the middle of winter. Even if Artemis made us immortal (so long we don't fall in love with a man) and made it so the weather didn't bother us, we could still tell the difference.

Walking in, we saw a Centaur. He introduced himself as Chiron. He looks over to me and I knew he smelled my scent. I had the scent of one of the big three. Hades's son.

I found out when Artemis came to me after my home basically blew up. My sister and mother died, but I was saved by my father. He, apparently, told Artemis where to find me and she took me in. So I've been living since the forties, but yet I still felt like I was my fifteen year old self.

As you know, Artemis hates men. Along with the rest of the hunters. She found me and was disgusted at first, but then she read my soul or whatever gods do and discovered that I had no interest in females. She deemed me worthy enough of traveling with the hunters since I am already so feminine, being gay did not help.

I was so grateful for Artemis saving me and taking me in that day. If she hadn't, I don't know what else would've happened. I know I wouldn't withdraw my oath.

Then again I haven't really met someone who would make me want to do so.

Oh wait, Chiron is talking. Shut up internal monologue.

"- And this here is Will Solace. He is the head of the infirmary in case any of you need a place to heal." Chiron introduced.

When I looked up I felt my cheeks warm. I blamed it on the fact that he was obviously Apollo's son and was literately radiating warmth.

Will, the hot guy, smiled at the hunters. They weren't impressed. So I wasn't impressed. Simple as that.

He held up a clipboard and started talking about a whole bunch of medical terms and explanations that I truly did not care about.

Only after Zoë started speaking did I listen, "I am Zoë, Goddess Artemis's right hand warrior. The two following positions belong to Phoebe," she pointed to the girl beside her, "And Nico." Now to me.

Will's eyes looked over at me and I instantly tensed up. It was like he was looking into my (probably nonexistent) soul. Then he smiled. "It's nice to meet you." He said, but he was staring at me whilst he said it.

I could sense Zoë becoming increasingly irritated at being ignored so obviously that I just cleared my throat and inconspicuously pointed to her with my pointer finger.

The guy seemed to have gotten the hint and turned to Zoë, "Sorry! Nico, she looked a bit pale. So I was worried." He covered up. Slick. I knew he was checking me out that weirdo.

"I'm always pale." I said to him bluntly.

"Oh. Well you have slightly tan skin now." He pointed out.

"I'm Italian."

"Ah."

He nodded to me with a toothy grin before writing down notes on his clipboard. Did he really just write down all that?

Probably. I didn't think I was going to last at that camp.