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Will stared in shock at the male who had previously been dying just minutes ago. Nico showed no emotion physically, but Will could see the fear in his eyes.

"I'm going to die Will. There's no hope..."

"Shut up Nico. Just shut up for one minute...let me check you over right now before you starting planning your funeral."
Will slowly released the breath he didn't know he was holding, his hands lightly fluttering over Nicos body. He checked on his lungs, pulse, and blood pressure. Everything was back to normal.

Nico was completely silent as Will worked, holding a water bottle in his hands as he stared at the cap intensely.

Will sighed and was finally forced to sit down in the chair beside the bed, unable to keep the subject back any more.
"Now you said you were going to die...I won't let it happen you know."

"Skotádi Anadýetai. A curse on the children of Hades. It always kills the victim. I wouldn't be it's first victim, but probably the last."

"Darkness Emerges? What a fitting name for what's happening...your father visited me Nico. Sent me here to save your life. He also said that I can help cure you. Break this curse of yours. We just need to research. Pray to the gods for answers."
Will started to ramble off as he frowned, rubbing his chin.

"I'm leaving tomorrow. I'm going back to my cabin. Don't waste your time Will. It's alright honestly. I'm not afraid of death..."
Nico gave the blonde a small smile.

Will made a noise of protest and shook his head.
"I'm your doctor! I haven't cleared you to leave. You're not even stable."

"Will just stop alright? I'm done. I'm done fighting it and I'm done with sitting around doing nothing. I'm leaving tomorrow no matter what. And if you tell anyone about my curse I will personally banish you to the fields of punishment."
Nico sent Will a glare that was enough to make the blonde know how serious he was.

Will had no choice, but to nod, standing up and leaving.
"Fine. Whatever. See you around then. I won't be attending your funeral when it happens. Not when there is someway to save you. I won't give up."

Nico just rolled over, staring at the wall as the room was plunged back into the comforting darkness. Nico was alone again and all he could think of was his appending doom. He started to plan out his funeral mentally before sleep claimed him.

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