Smile (Solangelo)

Author's Note/ALTERNATIVE ENDING!!1!!11

So, gonna do the Author's Note first.

First of all, take time to appreciate the celebratory gif I have granted you with. (Idk who it belongs to, but it's not me. So credit to them.)

ffoodie was the mastermind behind the "Nico gets bullied by a high school dumb fuck then the high school dumb fuck is actually a CAMPER and ABUSES Nico for some reason" idea. I added in the Solangelo + Jase Lee. (No, Jase Lee isn't a real person's name.)

Okay, secondly I'd like to give a bit of credit to Ashley4378 for making me do an Alternative Ending.

Also, AngelicaNicole62442, you're an ass. But I do appreciate the chapter you've decided to do. (SHE DEMANDED MY WATTPAD PASSWORD! IWASBLACKMAILED... well not exactly. She's just really scary. [I DIDNT ADMIT TO BEING SCARED. IM NOT SCARED. IM A BIG BOI.])

I think that's all the credits... yeah.

I'm really proud of this book, though. It's been really fun to write and stuff! And it already has 4.11k reads! (I'll keep changing that number as it gets more reads, which it probably won't.)

Angelica did an ending (I haven't read it yet), but this one is the one Ashley gave me the idea for, so LETS DO DIS.

~~~During the battle between Jase + Will in the Hades Cabin~~~

Will's eyes lit up like flames--no, like the biggest flame. Like the sun.

His expression went from scared to rage in a split second, leaving no time for the moment of intense escalation like you see in the movies.

He let out a rage of fury, grabbing his shimmering celestial bronze sword and charging. Jase was frozen in fear, too terrified to move. Sweat covered his face and dripping off his chin. It's a wonder he hadn't drowned in it.

Me, I stood frozen, clutching the bunk beds for support. Will was a bit terrifying, I'll admit, but Jase deserved this. I probably wasn't his first victim and I will not be his last.

Will got a few feet away from him, then swung his sword once. His arm got cut open.

Twice. His hand got slashed off.

A third time. His stomach had been lightly grazed.

Fourth time was a miss, only building up the child of Apollo's rage. Which was all let out on the fifth swing of the sword.

The blade struck his chest, slicing at a horizontal angle through his ribs. It may have gone deep enough to hit his heart or lungs.

Jase slammed to the ground making a loud thud as he did so. I felt his soul leave the earth. Will's eyes flickered, seeing what he'd done.

Then the flame went out. My favorite sky blue iris and dark pupils were back. My favorite things to get lost in into had returned.

"Fuck." Was he said. "I-I didn't mean to cut that deep." He raced over to Jase Lee, dropping to his knees. "Oh shit, oh shit, I'm a murderer!"

I put a hand on his shoulder. "Why's that? You killed a monster. That's what demigods do. No matter what species the monster is."

It was the truth. Abusers were just as bad as any hellhound, empousa, or titan. Maybe even worst. Jase didn't deserve the quick death he got, he deserved so much worst.

"I'm safe." My mind quickly came to realization. No more Jase. No more getting beat. No more having to do his bidding for my safety.

Will ran up to me, wrapping his arms around my neck in a loving way. (He wasn't strangling me, guys.) And started to lean in a bit.

A kiss.

I'd like a kiss right now.

Suddenly, there was a jolt in my gut. The kind that I felt when I was needed in the Underworld.

I disappeared into blackness. What the fuck, dad? I thought. Now is not a good time. The darkness faded away, revealing a showed area. There was no end to the cave-like place.

I turned around, coming nose-to-nose with the old, decaying body of Elvis Presley. He had recently been elected Judge of The Dead, or whatever dad called his Trial Zombies. I didn't really keep up with his Underoworld-y stuff anymore.

"Take your seat, Groovy Prince Dude," Elvis said in a "groovy" voice.

"Elvis, slam thou taky mouth up," Someone ordered. Their voice was prissy and stuff. I assumed it was Former President John Adams, going by his nametag.

"You sound like Will's grandma," I pointed out, thereby roasting him as a conversation finish.

"As you young ones say these days," John said, "What-everrrrrrrrrrrrr." He overdid it a little. Might pass for your "Average Becky" though.

"Let's just get this done with." A chill ran up my spin. The voice was familiar. Probably because I'd heard the same voice only a few minutes ago.

Jase motha-fuckin' Lee.

"Alright, what the hell is this?!" I exclaimed, ready to march over to Jase's seat and smack him. He couldn't do anything back to me. He was chain bound to the chair. He'd get to feel what I felt.

"Well, dudearino," Elvis walked over to me, holding a sheet of paper, "Your pops gave us special orders for this one."

"Oh, really?" He handed me the paper.

Nico,

Jase was an ass, I know. You weren't his only victim, but you got it the worst. So, going by tradition, BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF HIM FOR ETERNITY. (Choose his punishment.)

K. Love ya!
-Hades
P.S. wanna stop by for tea or something?

"Oh, this Will be fun." A hunger came to me, probably one not unlike Will's when he went all ape-shit on Jase.

I rearranged the chains that held Jase to the chair so he was on his knees. My left leg came up, then slammed down on his head. I kicked every inch of his body.

Not only did this shit abuse me, but probably more innocent people. Sure, I wasn't doing a good thing, but think of how many times he'd done this to others.

Finally, while beating the holy cranberries out of him, I decided the punishment I'd like for Jase.

"Every day, repeat to him what he's done to everyone else over the years. Every. Single. Day. For eternity. No breaks. No time to let sores heal." Because that's how it feels to be mentally scared, Jase.

Smiling can make the world, but abuse can make the world implode.