Our Broken Worlds (Boyxboy)

Our Broken Worlds

I could here the evil laughter, even as I covered my ears. I watched in horror as my mom's workshop burned with her inside. I tried everything I could to help her, but my legs wouldn't move. They were frozen, as though they were in a thick block of ice. The dust on the ground swirled until it formed an ugly creature in the dirt. Gaia. She laughed whole heatedly enjoying my misery. All the pain my mom suffered within that workshop tonight was because of me. It was all my fault. My other memories might be hazy, but this is one I will never forget. I'll never be able to forgive myself. Not ever.

I woke up with my clothes on fire. I quickly put them out and changed into something new. I had another nightmare about that terrible night. It was burned into my mind so I would never forget. I tried to push it down into the deepest, and darkest parts of my mind, but it won't stay down. Everyday, I'm forced to remember this and everyday I hide behind a mask of fear and emotion for the sake of my friends. Sure we all have problems, and we all have done something horrible to someone, whether it was physically hurting them or mentally, but I think this was at the top of the charts.

Being a demigod didn't help the situation either. The nightmares were so real, it felt like you were living, or in my case reliving the moment.

I opened my door and peeked my head out, then walked through the ship. I went into the dining hall were we usually ate food here in the ship and grabbed some water before sitting down. Looks like this was going to be another night without getting any sleep.

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Nico's POV

Tartarus. Monsters. Running. Blood. I won't make it out alive. Every kind of monster you could imagine were chasing after me. I killed monster after monster after monster, and it seemed as though they not only kept reforming, but multiplying also. All my energy was drained and I had no where to hide. My eyes and throat were burning from the acidic atmosphere. Every bone in my body was aching and demanded to be relaxed-but they can't. I had cuts and wounds all over me. I have to keep running and I have to keep fighting, or I'll be torn to shreds.

There were no caves or cracks to hide in for miles. I slashed, dodged, and ran, until I finally gave up. The monsters swarm around me and I fought for my life. But....it wasn't enough.

My pillow was soaked in sweat, and so were my silky black sheets. My body was tensed and shaking from the nightmare. Usually I had someone to help me get through this-like Hazel or Jason. But I told them not to worry about me because I haven't had a nightmare in three days.

I got up from my bed and decided to clear my mind, by doing what I do best. Ignoring people and being the social outcast. How do I do this you ask, on a ship like this? The mast of course. It's where I go to get peace and quiet.

Instead of shadow traveling there like I usually do, I walked through the Argo 2. And what surprised me was I met a certain demigod on the way there.

A/N: how was it? I read the chapter over and over again to make sure it was just right( or at least in my opinion. Some of you may not like it). It's going to be awhile before I get the next chapter out....or maybe it won't-it depends. This was kinda just a prologue, not an actual chapter.