《A Daughter of Thanatos( Nico di Angelo )》Chapter 9
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Clarissa Walker's P.O.V.
I got inside my cabin, to be greeted by a shirtless Nico. I screamed and shut my eyes. "WHAT THE HELL!!! Don't you know how to put on a shirt?" I heard him chuckle and was surprised.
"You know how to laugh?" I asked genuinely confused. He stopped and snorted. "No duh.." I felt my face turning red from my anger at him. "I seriously don't get your problem with me!" I said, while throwing my hands in the air.
"My problem with you? What about you, What's your problem with me?" He asked me. "You started it!" I yelled, sticking my tongue out in the process. Mature, I know right. I sighed.
"Can we at least try to be friends? We are going on a quest together." I said. He sighed. "Fine. What can we do to be 'friends'" I shrugged. "I don't know..." I furrowed my eye-brows together.
"Ooh!" Nico snapped his fingers. "How did you and Andy become friends?" He asked me. "We actually became friends hating the same person for the same reasons."
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Clarissa Walker at age seven P.O.V.
Janice Baker. The name that would always send little kids crying. A little girl with an immense amount of power.
October 12, 2006. I was walking around wearing a new dress my mom just got me. It was gray with black horizontal lines. I skipped to my desk and got my crayons out.
"Well looky here!" Janice said with fake enthusiasm. "Poor girl got new things! Where'd you get it from? The dumpster? Hahaha...." I growled at her and picked her up from the collar.
"Who do you think you are, huh? I am poor, but I appreciate everything that's given to me. Your just some spoiled brat, who I wouldn't give two cheese sticks about! Now get the hec away from me before I spill my grape juice on you!" I grabbed my juice and placed it over her head.
All she did was smirk. "Do it." She said, thinking that I would chicken out. Yeah right! I poured the contents of the juice and watched as she screamed and run away with her minions.
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Muwahahaha!!! Revenge! A little girl with the brightest smile walked up to me. She had her blond hair into two braids. She had the bluest eyes that seemed to be glowing.
"Hi! I'm Andy." She smiled. Her aura just reaked with happiness. "Hi! I'm Clara."
"Hello Clara! You're going to be my new friend! I loved the way you confronted that brat. She so deserved that." I smiled. "I know right! She's been bullying me for 1 year already."
She smiled sadly. "She bullied me for 3 years..." I frowned. "I'm sorry." Andy looked at me happily. "No, no, no. You will help me get back at her. We need to stay strong, and make sure she gets what she deserves."
She had this mischievous glint in her eyes that made me want to back out, but since she was so kind to me, I agreed.
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I smiled, as I explained it to him. "Oh. So what do you and I have in common?" He asked. I rubbed my chin. "I like BVB!" I said, feeling proud of myself. His eyes widened. "What's your favorite song?" He said with acussing eyes. "Easy. Knives and Pens." He looked at me shocked. "Me too..." I smiled. "I guess we do have something in common." I said. He smiled at me. HE SMILED AT ME!!!!!! "Yeah, I guess we do...."
The rest of the night, we just repeated the cycle. We would ask each other questions and bond over it. We actually had a lot of things in common. I couldn't really believe it at first. We talked more and began to dig deeper into things. "I had a sister." Nico confessed. "Yeah, I know. Hazel, right?" I asked.
He shook his head. "She was my full-blooded sister." He said. I nodded my head. "Oh, where is she now?" Nico looked down. "She's dead." He said sadly. "I'm sorry. You shouldn't have told me. It was none of my buisness." I said, as I shifted awkwardly.
He reached towards my hand and stopped me from moving. "It's okay. If we're going to become friends, might as well tell you about it." He smiled at me reasuringly. He can smile too? I didn't know...
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"I was born sometime in the early 1930's inVenice, Italy before Hades and his brothers took an oath to have no more children. Since I was born in Italy and my mother was Italian, I can speak fluent Italian. I had an older sister named Bianca di Angelo. Around the age of six, I visited Diocletian's Palace in Split, Croatia. At some point near the beginning of World War II, me and my family left Italy for the United States, where we stayed at a fancy hotel. Our mother, Maria, died when Zeus struck the hotel we were staying in with lightning in order to kill us. However, we were protected by Hades as he erected a wall of black energy to shield them from Zeus. However, Hades was not able to protect our mother in time. Both of us were brought to the Lotus Hotel and Casino by the Fury, Alecto, who was disguised as a lawyer for their own safety. Alecto was also instructed by Hades to bathe them in the River Lethe to wipe our memories. Sometime before being placed in the Lotus Hotel, Bianca and I lived in Washington, D.C. for a time.
After what we thought was a month in the Lotus Hotel, which was actually approximately seventy years, we were taken out by a lawyer. This lawyer however was a different lawyer than the one who brought them in. Hades' intention for taking us from the Lotus Hotel was because he wanted one of us to be the child of the Prophecy and not the "idiot" son of Poseidon, referring to Percy Jackson. We were brought to a military school in Maine, paid for by Hades using what we thought to be a trust fund left to us by our parents.
After being rescued from Dr. Thorn by Percy Jackson, Annabeth Chase,Thalia Grace, and Artemis, Bianca makes the decision to become a Hunter. Bianca shows signs during the quest of being a child of Hades when she is able to slay some of the skeletal warriors easily when the others were unable to.
Bianca later joins the quest to apprentice under Zoë Nightshade. She stops to pick up a Mythomagic figurine of Hades, which, is the only statue that I didn't possess. However, as the other quest members have warned, removing an item from the Junkyard of the Gods causes a malfunctioning Talos robot to attack them. Bianca goes inside the machine to stop it, but in the process crashes the robot into some power lines. Percy, Grover, Thalia, and Zoë search for her from when the incident ended until dawn, but they never found her. When I learn of her death, I blamed Percy. I believed Percy had let her die despite promising not to let Bianca be harmed. I fleed, and Percy discovers in the process that we are children of Hades." He said.
"Oh, I didn't know..." I said looking down. "I'm sorry, Nico." I sighed. I looked back at Nico and saw he was chuckling. "Why are you saying sorry? You didn't do anything." I smiled.
"How did you deal living in the streets?" I asked him. "I just kept... moving, I guess?" He said. "You dont sound too sure." I said to him. "Haha... It was pretty hard, but I was able to manage."
"Oh. It's getting kind of late. Can we go to bed?" I asked. "Yeah... Do you want me to sleep on the ground?" I laughed. "You're sort of my friend now, so it won't feel weird. But don't think that's an exception for hugging me." We arranged the pillows and went to sleep.
OKAY!!!!! A really detailed of what happened to Bianca and they got really deep with each others personalities. GODS, i love nico di angelo.... Oh, there will also some love scenes of some of the other charaters. Leo & Irissa. Andy & Quiet Hermes dude who's name will soon be discovered.... Shadow & someone I still have to fix her up with later in the story.... Dedications!!!! Dedications: @Emmy_The_Lynx and @IrissaDiAngelo!!! Thank you for commenting and if you want to get a dedication, just comment on the book, like... improvements, thoughts, random shit, things you would want happen, and just how you felt about it. KK, BYEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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