No, wait, scratch that, it was as bad as he had thought it would be when he landed there, bewildered and alone. At the beginning he thought that maybe it was some kind of cosmic joke, created by the Gods of Olympus, perhaps they had chosen a few campers and had imprisoned them in a small town, but as he had suspected, it wasn't that. In addition, he supposed that it wasn't necessary to mention that that city was suspiciously familiar to the Underworld, when Hades decided to remodel it a little. Remodel it to make it seem like an abandoned city. Seriously? Couldn't he be more unoriginal?.
Before, it was like Olympus, a broken, dark and forgotten by everyone Olympus - now it was quite crappy and boring, and he remained without knowing how to feel about it. It remained being the Underworld, it remained being his home — home to where he fled when he needed to be alone, the place where he spent most of his days. After the war with Gaea, he had not visited the Underworld as much as he would have liked, and he suspected it had something to do with an insufferable son of Apollo.
Was he just thinking about Will? Oh no, he hoped not to become one of those lovesick high school girls. He didn't miss him. It had not even been months or even weeks so that he could miss the annoying blonde that was always insisting him to eat healthy, to take care of himself... and Nico appreciated his concern, because having someone who cared about him so genuinely was something that he couldn't not like, but even so, he wasn't a baby and he could stay alive perfectly without anyone.
Anyway, back to the starting point, Hades. Nico was not sure if his prayers had reached the ears of the King of the Underworld, but he hoped that his father had heard him, he hoped he would at least try to send some zombies or skeletons to pick him up. Spirits, well, those at the moment weren't needed. The ghosts that had been able to find him wouldn't let him live in peace, and honestly, he didn't know if Hades was the one who had sent them, or if they had simply been in that city for all that time. He wondered what kept them there...
The point is, the demigod had heard rumors about his father and... a kind of wicked witch. Seriously, wicked witch? the name couldn't be more ridiculous. The ghosts had told him that said wicked witch and his father had been dating... or something like that, and without knowing exactly why, that was enough to make his blood boil. For all he knew, Hades had conformed himself with Persephone There were no more mortals in his life, no more love affairs. Then who was that wicked witch?.
Nico wasn't sure why that bothered him, but maybe it was because... maybe it was because it frustrated him. After his mother, after what he had with his mother, he just found himself another mortal to replace her. It just didn't feel fair to him, it just didn't seem normal. No, he should keep his anger under control, because he didn't want to open cracks in the ground, as he used to do when he lost control. Thing that happened more than he'd like to admit.
The ghosts had informed him about her whereabouts. A farmhouse, and that is where he was right now. Inside the farmhouse. He had not forced the door, not like he knew how to do it either, but travel shadow always was an option, right? oh, he could swear he could hear Will's voice in the back of his mind, warning him about the dangers of using his powers. Nico shook his head, as he looked around, frowning. Nothing of what he saw seemed special. But after all, he was at a farmhouse. That was everything but special.
tag: Zelena | notes:
why hello dear stepmom