Will picked me up bridal style and ran as fast as he could. I was floating in and out of consciousness, but I always felt Will's warmer than usual hands on me. (Not like that idiots! He was being carried). I felt coolness underneath me and I realized I was back in my room at the infirmary. My teeth started to chatter yet a cold sweat glistened on my forehead. Frantically Will ran around collecting. . . . things and yelling for his siblings. Will was talking to me but I couldn't hear him. All sounds were murky and I couldn't read their lips because black dots danced in front of my eyes. Pain ruptured in my skull and my vision disappeared.

Will's POV

Nico started screaming, no not screaming but wailing, a noise so painful, tears fell from my eyes. I shook him, knowing that I couldn't kiss him for two reasons; My siblings and his mouth was open, that would be weird. Nico's veins bulged as he continued to diminish his oxygen supply, his scream echoing, vibrating through my very being. His limbs had a mind of there own, but his eyes, his beautiful eyes, they were the the worst of all. They didn't bulge like a 'normal' person's. Instead a white milky film started to creep across them, coming from both corners. It merged until his eyes were completely white and his arms and legs snapped together and he went rigid. I stepped toward from my position at the end of the bed, but he sat straight up and his lips curled back, exposing his white teeth and longer/sharper than normal canines. He's always had those, the only difference were his murky white eyes instead of the usual onyx. Nico ran his tongue over his teeth and across his lips, his smirk widening. "So," I shivered and my siblings ran out of the room in fright. His voice! Instead of his usual medium hushed deep voice, it was gravely and one that sends shudders down my back, yet it was slightly. . . . feminine. "This is. . . . interesting." Her? It's? Their eyes flicked to me and looked me up and down appreciatively. They waved their hand and the door slammed and locked, making me jump. Nico's body got up and started walking purposefully toward me. They stopped and shifted back and forth on Nico's legs. "Different. I'm not used to. . . . Masculine bodies. . . ." She hissed. I backed up quickly and they chuckled. I felt the wall behind me and Nico's body stood right in front of me. They pressed up against me and ran their fingers down my chest. If this was Nico then I'd be more than happy to comply with what their doing. "You're cute." They purred glancing at my lips. They stretched up, and their lips connected to mine. I shoved them off, knowing it wasn't Nico. They stood next to me, and I bumped into the bed. They tilted their head contemplating. "Who are you?" I squeaked. "I am Eurynomos. The daemon of rotting corpses. . . . Will Solace son of Apollo."