A/N: I just wanted to say that the Nico di Angelo isn't my oc he belongs to Rick (TROLL) Riordan. Ty -S
Nico’s POV
I was walking through the woods. I had escaped a ward of monsters but during the process I had lost my way towards Camp Half-Blood. I felt so stupid and unsure of what to do. I was injured so I wouldn’t really be to shadow travel away. Gods, if Will was here he’d murder me for deciding to fight after I was hurt in the chariot race. I had gotten injured when Hazel and I accidently caused our chariot to exploded into the air. Then as soon as Percy and his half brother Tyson won, camp was a attacked. I was separated from the only home I truly knew.
Enough as to why I got lost. Let’s get back to where I am. Geez, I sound like Percy when I say that. I looked around as the woods and other surroundings changed around. I noticed that almost everything that was beautiful shades of green had turns into eerie shades of black and grey. Wilting white flowers littered the plain ground dirt. Now don’t get me wrong, just because I’m the son of Hades and all the crap you must think ‘Oh Nico di Angelo must love emo related shit!’ Well guess what that's not even true….It’s mostly true. The wind blew my hair into my face. It was cold. Well geez Nico of course it’s cold! ITS F*CKING WINTER. Hmph. I was now realizing that I didn’t really have my leather jacket on me. -_- I am now truly wishing that I was back at Camp Half-Blood.
I looked around slowly limping ready to collapse at any moment until I saw a statue pointing towards the east.
“The frick. Why is there a statue in the middle of the fricken woods?!” I asked myself yet stupidly out loud.
I heard something or someone move in the bushes. I froze in place and went silent. Is someone watching me?
Ill update you guys as soon as I can peace ✌-S
