The Forgotten Part 3 - Will should think before talking. Really. He should.

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Nico POV

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No 'Nico, thank gods you are alive' or 'I'm so glad you're right, gods, I thought I would never see you again' or any other pretty thing. No. 'Why are you barefoot? And without a shirt?', those are priorities Solace.

"Not even a 'why do you have your shoulder bandaged."

"Oh, sorry. Why do you have your shoulder bandaged?" He asked then, as if nothing had happened before.

"Noup, too late." Then Will laughed. That laugh I love so much, and then, he got serious, and his face turned to his 'doctor face'. He came closer to me, looking at my shoulder, and then, to the makeshift bandages, made with the bed sheets.

While doing it, he said, almost without realizing it "this is a very good job."

"Well, I learned from the best."

I knew he was smiling, even though I couldn't see his face.

After a few moments in silence, I muttered "I was sleeping."

"What?"

"When she... they... kidnapped me. I was sleeping. That is why I only wear my pants."

"Well, thank gods it was a cold night, if not, you would be naked."

I blushed when I realised we weren't alone. And he laughed.

"Oh Thalia, you're alive."

"What do you mean?"

"I didn't think Armetis knew how to keep her Hunters alive."

I couldn't help it, don't judge me.

Before she could do anything, Annabeth, Kayla and Austin stopped her. Will elbowed me and then, he looked me in the eyes, and whispered "I love you. And you don't know how happy I am seeing you safe. And knowing you pay atention when I teach you first aid." Then he gave me a peck on the cheek. He knew I didn't like public displays of afection. But right know, I couldn't care less, and I kissed him on the lips.

After that, Annabeth asked me "Who was it?"

"Who was what?"

"Who kidnaped you? We have been kidnaped with more people... You were on your own... I can only think..." She couldn't finish. I could feel the bitter on her voice. She knew, of course she did. And she knew what that meant. To me. She was a good friend, of course she knew.

But I had to tell. If not for them, for me. Face the reality and all that stuff "Bianca."

Well, I won't say it felt good to say it aloud. Quite the contrary. I felt worst. I reached for Will. He grabbed my hand. Knowing he was there, with me, made everything a lot easier. Gods I loved him.

"But she didn't die on Manhattan."

"I know Annabeth, you don't have to tell me."

"No, what I mean is... Until now, the rest died on Manhattan."

"The rest?"

"Yeah. Luke." Thalia said.

"Shit."

"And Michael." Said Will. This time, it was my turn to tell him I was there for him. I stepped closer to him, if posible. I knew how he was in that moment. I whispered in his ear"I am here, I won't leave you, I promise. I love you."

And he smiled.

"So, they have nothing to do with Manhattan. Maybe they're just monsters trying to get to us."

"No." I said "I felt Bianca... She... She was her. And if she was, it's very posible that the rest are... Themselves."

"Ok, what do we do now then? We can't kill them... Right?"

"No! I mean... I couldn't kill Bianca, no matter what she has become... Or whatever is happening to her now."

"Yeah, I coulnd't hurt Michael neither." Austin said. Both Kayla and Will nodded.

"Then?"

"Well... First things first... We need weapons." Thalia said. "Not to kill them." She added quickly when she saw our expressions "But to be able to defend ourselves if we find other monsters." She said, pointing to the dust that was once a monster.

"Where did you get that dagger?" Will asked me.

"From my shoulder." His face showed his shame, as if he had just screwed it. I tried not to laugh.

"Well, knowing Luke, he has a room full of weapons and armours."

"Then, we find it, we get everything we need, and then, we run."

"No!" I said. Obviously, everyone looked at me. I hated being the coherent of the six. That used to be Annabeth's work.

"Nico, I understand that Bianca..." Will started.

"No, I don't mean that. I mean that... We don't know if they have kidnaped anyone else. We should search for them."

"Or ask a monster." Austin said, pointing to the dust again.

"Yeah, well, not those."

"Where did they come from, by the way?"

"It wouldn't be the first time Luke team ups with monsters." Thalia said, kneeling in front of the dust, as if she could talk with the monsters it had previously been.

"Then we search a monstern and we... asked him." I said.

And we started to walk.

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Austin POV

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We hadn't been walking for more than five minutes when Kayla spoke

"Six!"

"What?" We stopped in our tracks. And looked at her. She had the eyes wide open, as if she had just realised something.

"I counted six."

"Kayla, explain!" Nico was getting nervious, just like if he knew what she meant but didn't want that it was really it.

"In the shadows. I counted six. In my dream... Nightmare" She corrected "Before... this." Then she gestured, pointing to... Well, everything.

"What nightmare?" Then it hit me. Before we were kidnaped, I had had a nightmare too. It was all dark. Six shadows, just like in Kalyas'. And then, one of them came closer... And it was Michael. I hadn't think about it because... Well, we all have nightmares.

But...

"Okay, right." Thalia said, understanding whaht she meant too. I was sure everyone had had that nightmare.

"I saw Luke." Annabeth claimed.

"So did I." Thalia agreed.

"Then... We all saw the one that kidnaped us, right?" I asked, baffled. It was retoric, of course. We all knew the answer.

And yet, we all nodded.

"Six... And we only know three of them."

Then a shiver run down my spine. Six resurrected. Somehow. And they were after us. For some reason.

"WHAT HAVE WE DONE!?" Kayla cried.

"Forget us." A whisper answered behind us.

We all got startled. And Will couldn't keep his big mouth shut.

"And who are you?" Given what the stranger had just said, maybe asking who he was wasn't the best course of action.

"Ethan. My name is Ethan." He said is in the most calm voice I have ever heard. And yet, I could feel anger in his voice.

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