(A/N) credit to Rick Riordan for creating CHB and basically everything else except the plot and a few other characters that I created. Also, my writing style is trash, I know. I honestly don't put much thought into the way I write stuff, I just write what comes to mind. Sorry for any confusion.

You guys know that this is a triggering story, right? This chapter also contains swearing. Sorry.

Will POV
Will was already having a bad day, and then he had to go and get himself stabbed.

First off, his one true love comes back from the dead with no memories but Will, then his best friend / sister / psychologist was poisoned by his homophobic brother because she found out about his abuse to aforementioned one true love. Now said one true love (OTL) had to literally restrain him from cursing himself and the rest of CHB in anger. This meant that he did not trust Will with information about the aforementioned homophobic brother, and so this meant that his OTL went to confront said brother, completely forgetting that his brother was the reason he fucking died in the first place!

So he's all getting beat up, and Will runs up to interfere only to wake up in the infirmary hours later with a fucking hole in his stomach!

Oh, and he forgot to mention the meeting with Aphrodite in his stab-wound-induced coma!
Will was so done with life right now.

Aphrodite POV
"Will!" Aphrodite called to him. Her OTP keeps getting separated, so she needs to alert Will of the situation so he doesn't go running into a sword again. "Will, over here!"

She had stepped into his dream, so Will had every right to be confused as he turned towards her voice.
"Aphrodite? Why are you here?"
"Ah, Will. Let's walk, shall we? By the way, I LOVE the choice of scenery. So romantic!" Aphrodite truly did admire the scenery. It was sunset, and they were walking along a footpath in Greece, surrounded by flower bushes and statues of the gods. There was a temple to Aphrodite (not quite grand enough to her taste) in the middle of a garden full of honeysuckle.

"Erm, yes, I suppose it is."

They walked through the garden as Aphrodite explained why Nico had no memories. She found it great fun to watch as Will's facial expressions changed as she reached different parts of the story.
"So, we only have two years. And then Nico's gone again. And Nico has no memories. Great."

"Yes, that's about it." Aphrodite replied airily. He would wake up soon, she had to hurry up.
"One more thing. Can I-"
"No, you can't tell Nico. Or anyone."
How did you-"
"Oh, they always ask that."
"You've done this bef— you know what? I don't want to know."
He then woke up, and Aphrodite was left alone in the dream. With a sigh, she made her way back to Olympus.

Jason POV
As the rest of the seven went to help Nico remember, Jason went to see how Will was doing. He knows what it felt like to be stabbed with Imperial Gold, and it is not nice stuff. Jason walked into the infirmary, to find Will already sitting up! Man, that guy healed fast. Maybe it was an Apollo thing.

"Hey Jason." Said Will. He gestured over to the chair next to his bed. A glass of untouched nectar was next to it. As Jason got closer to Will, he could see smoke coming from the wound. Uh oh, he remembers that bit. The worst pain he'd ever experienced was when his stab wound started to smoke. "Will, maybe you should drink your nectar."
"How's Nico?" Will asked, ignoring the comment about the nectar. Typical. Will Solace always put others first.

"After you got stabbed, he kind of freaked out so we took him to his cabin." Will looked like he was about to jump out of his sickbed to go to Nico. Jason was quick to restrain him, should he try any funny business. "We introduced ourselves, and then tried to figure what he remembered and stuff."
"He only remembers me. Aphrodite paid me a visit just then." Interrupted Will. "Sorry, keep going."

So Jason kept on explaining about everything Will had missed, avoiding the topic of a certain brother of Will's. Until:
"Jason? What happened to Milo?"

Here we go.

"Uh, he's not here. Don't worry bout him, though, focus on getting better."
"Jason. Tell me."
There was nothing sunny about the son of Apollo now. Complete personality change. Apparently getting stabbed can do that to you.

"Jason." A warning tone now.

"Alright, alright! He's.... in Tartarus." Jason muttered. Will still heard him though.

"WHAT?!" Screamed Will. He started to fight against Jason's restraining arms, lashing out and thrashing wildly. About 5 medics came rushing in, one of them holding a needle.
"DON'T YOU DARE SEDATE ME, BRANDON." Screamed Will.
"I'm so sorry..." whispered the one holding the needle, before jabbing it into Will's arm.

Will was out like a light.

Nico POV
So these were the seven.

Nico has a great time with his new old friends, however he was always worried about Will, who got himself stabbed defending Nico from the murderer who the others called Milo. They were all a bit shaken up, but whenever Nico asked why Will got so angry that he would kill his own brother, they all hesitated then made up a lie. This annoyed Nico greatly, and one thing led to another and suddenly he was surrounded by skeletons.

It seemed that Will had forgotten to tell him a minor detail. That he could raise the fucking dead, perhaps?

Anyway, the six demigods were currently fighting undead monsters in his cabin, and Will was dying. Great start to this new life.

"I'm sorry!" Nico squeaked, as the last of the skeletons were sliced through. Hazel came over and gave him a hug that smelled like cinnamon.
"It's okay, you didn't know. Besides, we're all fine."

Nico has never felt safer. Then he heard screaming from the infirmary. He wriggled out of Hazel's embrace, and took off sprinting to the infirmary.

When he got there, he found Jason sitting next to a heavily sedated Will, and about 5 other campers who were tending to his wound, which was bleeding, even after hours since it happened.

"What's going on?" Asked Nico.
"He was asking about Milo - er, the dude who stabbed him - and I told him that he was banished to Tartarus. Then he kinda freaked out, and re-opened his wound, breaking the stitches, so we had to sedate him again. Also, he seems to be neglecting nectar and ambrosia, for reasons of the unknown."
"Oh." Was all Nico could manage. He sat down next to Will, and started pouring nectar down his throat. No way was he letting Will not get better. He stopped though, when one of the medics slapped his hand away. Preoccupied, the guy gestured to an IV they had set up, which was injecting nectar into Will's veins. Nico relaxed. Will was safe.

(A/N) ik ik, I write short chapters. It sucks and I'm sorry, but I'm trying my best. I have a plan for this story, it's just harder to put in motion than I thought it would be. I'll keep trying, though!

In the meantime, does anyone have any good Solangelo fics, or Drarry or Fremione fics that I could read? I'm a bit stuck on what to read at the moment.

-milly 🦋