Nico POV (Sneaky, mwa hahaha)
I woke up in a dark cold room. I was cuffed with stygian iron handcuffs. I groaned and looked up at the sky. Well, not the sky. Ceiling.
I rolled over and pushed myself off of the floor and looked around. I heard someone stir beside me. I immediately looked over. I found myself staring at Luxa's beautiful face. Zoë got up and winced. That reminded me of my wound. I scrambled over my shirt and tore it off and looked at my stomach.
Luxa POV
I woke up to see Nico's worried face over mine. We were in a cold room. I sat up and winced in pain. That seemed to remind Nico of something and he tore off his shirt. He felt his stomach and sighed in relief. I wondered what happened. All I could see were his nice... Toned... Abs.
OH MY GOODNESS LUXA SNAP OUT OF IT!
"Sorry about that." I shrugged,
"I do not mind." That's when the door opened.
Nico POV
"Hey, the shadowy dude." Luxa glared at me. The shadowy dude dragged us out of the room by our chains.
The shadowy man ran his hands over the cold metal tools and let a giggle slip, soon followed by a snort. Then as he picked up the scalpel his eyes popped a little wider and his tongue shot out to lick his thin lips. With one flick he turned the music system on to fill the room with loud orchestral music, always live and rare recordings. Then he turned to Nico. He dragged it across him and began to draw the blade over the top. He liked the victim to watch their blood flow before the real pain began and their screams sang to the music, the finest and most raw instrument he'd ever heard. Most guys that came through his "shop" were off-books for the military and they told him how far he could go, how much of the person should be left at the end.
He sent electrical bolts through me. I whimpered in pain but didn't scream. The pain was unbearable. I suddenly understood that the tables that we were lying on we're electrical. The Figure that took out a knife and carved the word 'HEARTLESS' onto my chest. Luxa screamed for the figure to stop while she stared in horror. The figure growled,
"That's enough... For today..."
"It is said that no one truly knows a nation until one has been inside its jails. A nation should not be judged by how it treats its highest citizens, but its lowest ones."
― Nelson Mandela
YOU ARE READING
The Warrior of Chaos
FanfictionAfter the prophecy of Death, Percy's death affects all. The Olympians realize their mistake too late. With End returning to destroy the world, who will stop him? The Olympians go to the Underworld to bring back Percy to have him help them. But he...
