I try to do my homework, and this crap pops into my head. Sigh. Seriously, are the only fics I can write Nico di Angelo fics?
Seeing Through the Mist
Nico gripped his sword tight, leaning forward and keeping his eyes on the monster moving in the darkness. He loved doing these jobs his father sends him on, mainly because he gets to kill things which is a great way to vent out any anger or annoyance. As soon as the large horned monster came into view he ran up a park bench for a jump. As soon as his feet lifted off the top of the bench he threw himself at the monster, stabbing it right in-between the eyes. The monster disintegrated instantly.
"Into Tartarus you go, monster dirtbag." He grinned wickedly. Something moved behind him. He snapped his head in the direction of the noise, sword at the ready. He narrowed his eyes and slowly lowered his sword when no other noise or movement came. Must've been a squirrel or something.
He put his sword away and rubbed off some grass stains on his jeans from his landing. He walked towards a shadow a tree was casting, thinking about whether or not he should head back to the Underworld to report to his father or stop by McDonald's for a snack. His stomach grumbled. McDonald's it is.
~One night and one more ti-ime, thanks for the memor-~
Nico turned to see that someone had been watching him. The figure frantically muffled their phone speakers and started swearing. He stalked slowly towards them, ready to pull out his sword if he needed to.
"Hey, you there!" He called out. The person froze – and then started to run. "Come back here!"
He began to run, chasing after him... or her. As he followed them, his thoughts ran wild trying to figure out who had been watching him. Were they mortal? Was it a guy or girl? Hmm, with that kind of music it's probably a girl.
"Stop running!" He shouted after her(?).
"Leave me alone!" A feminine voice shouted back, sounding panicked. Yup, definitely a girl. Wait… what's a girl doing out in Central Park at this time of night? She could get mugged! Or raped even! She shouldn't be alone.
He was getting closer now. Oh gods she sounds really scared. Did she see everything just now? Crap, what if she's one of those mortals that can see through the Mist? Great.
He was right behind her now. As soon as she made a sharp turn, he reached out – taking a fistful of her jacket. She reeled backwards from the sudden pull and fell directly onto him. They both fell over, leaving Nico to fall to the ground while she gets a slightly softer landing on him.
"Stay away from me!" She shrieked, scrambling off him. "I don't want any part of your weird monster hunting life!"
So she saw everything? Oh, just perfect. Of all the mortals I run into tonight, I get one that can see through the Mist.
"Wait a second." He said, grunting slightly as he got back on his feet. "You saw all that?"
No answer. Nico looked up to see that the girl had taken off again. He went through the agonizingly annoying chase once more until the girl had reached a dead end.
"Crap!" He heard her mutter. She turned around to face him, her back pressed against the brick wall. Huh, I guess I was too caught up in the chase to watch where I was running. Where are we?
"Don't do it slowly, let's just get this over with!" She inhaled deeply and shut her eyes tight. What?
"What are you doing?"
She opened an eye. "You've chased me so you can kill me, right? With that scary-cool sword of yours? That's how it works, right? I've seen too much?"
"Um, no." Why did I chase her? Oh well, who knows maybe she's actually a halfblood. "I just wanted to know who your parents are."
Nico inwardly winced at the creepiness of his sentence.
"You want to know who my parents are?" She peeled herself off the wall, looking at him like he was insane. "That's why you chased me?"
"Um… yeah?" He answered. She stayed silent, as though she was choosing her next words carefully. He was confused, she seemed too calm about the weirdness of the situation, well, weird for her.
"I have a picture of them in my bag, let me show you." She smiled sweetly, though the smile didn't quite reach her eyes. There was a slightly vicious glint in them. Monster?
She reached into her sling back, her hand practically swimming in it. She must have a lot of stuff in there. Before Nico could react, her arm came out lightning fast – spraying something into his eyes.
"AH!" He screamed – his voice going too high for someone his age. He had no time to be embarrassed about the sudden break in his voice when a knee collided with his groin.
"GODS!" He shouted, cursing in ancient Greek as he clutched his sensitive area. He collapsed onto his knees, squeezing his eyes shut as they stung. He heard the girl running away.
"You're lucky that that was the last of my pepper spray, jackass!" She called out faintly. Her footsteps grew softer and softer until Nico knew that she had gone.
Let's just say, his father was barking with laughter when Nico came down to report to him.
I actually quite like how this ended. I don't really know if I should continue it though. After all, I do have another WIP.
I actually ended it this way so I didn't have to continue if you guys don't want me to.
Oh well, I dunno.
I guess you decide?