Nico's POV:

This was all so much. I was a child of Hades. 4000 attack damage Hades, the God of the Underworld and death. So Bianca must be too, but I don't want to think of her right now. The camp councillor (Chiron) tells Will to escort me to my cabin and winks at Will. Walking through camp, a few people stare at us therefore I just stick up my middle finger and they turn around. Everybody is wearing a bright orange shirt that says 'Camp Half-Blood' on it, I politely tell Will that I wouldn't be seen dead in that shirt. Our fingers intertwine as he walks me through paths to a rather dark and gloomy cabin. It's perfect. I walk inside to find a huge king sized bed and pictures of skulls on the walls. It's dark but still viewable and I question where the light source could be coming from.

"I should go," Will said, seeming deflated.
"Do you want to or could you stay?" I ask.
"I guess I can stay if you want me to," he replies, not bothering to hide his beaming smile.

I grab his shirt and push my lips to his. At first, he seems shocked but then he kisses back allowing his tongue trace my lips and enter my mouth. Soon, I push him onto the bed and lie next to him. His arms wrapped around me protectively and I lay my head in his. We lay together for what felt like forever then he lifted my chin with his finger. I stare into his eyes and examine his face.

"I love you, death breath," Will said, breaking the silence.
" I love you too," I reply.

When I woke up, my face hurt and I looked up to see Will writhing in pain on the floor. His sobs were uncontrollably loud and I jumped off of the bed to sit beside him. Instead of the usual happy Will, he was hurt. Red gashes and purple bruises invaded his skin. Whip marks. He doubled over in pain and screamed. I was going to kill whoever did this to him. His eyes were filled with fear. Kissing Will's forehead slightly, I stood up only to see Bianca, my own sister, raise a metallic whip to my boyfriend. My body seared with pain as I stepped in front of the whiplash meant for Will. Why would she do this? I fell to my feet and she held my arm where it had been whipped and pressed it hard, leaving me in agony in the doorway of my cabin.

"No boy like you could be a brother of mine. You're a disgrace," her words were like poison. "I'm leaving and you are too."

As she dragged me away, I could hear Will's cries. Her grip was firm as she dragged me from my cabin towards a dark cave just outside camp. There was ivy along the walls and the cabins were visible on the periphery. My throat burns at the thought of Will. Indented in the rock was a simple skull shape made of black obsidian. Bianca touched the symbol and a door opened into a dungeon underground where she tossed me into a cell like the filthy creature I was.

Will could never love someone like me...
The Child of Hades wants to die.