— [☠] ; a thread of my favorite nico di angelo moments starting from the titan's curse
“Don’t talk to my sister that way!”

Nico said. His voice quivered, but I was impressed that he had the guts to say anything at all.
“Are you really the son of Poseidon?”

“Well, yeah.”

“Can you surf really well, then?”
“And, whoa!” He looked at Mr. D. “You’re the wine dude? No way!”
He was smiling, but he looked around anxiously. “Hey! Where’s…where’s my sister?”
“Nico,” I said. “I tried. But Bianca gave herself up to save the rest of us. I told her not to. But she—”

“You promised!”
‘Let the dead taste again,’ he murmured. ‘Let them rise and take this offering. Let them remember.’
The three-bodied man sighed. ‘Well, you see, Nico – can I call you Nico?

‘No.’
‘Why didn’t you answer me sooner?’ he cried. ‘I’ve been trying for months!’

‘I was hoping you would give up.’

‘Give up?’ He sounded heartbroken. ‘How can you say that? I’m trying to save you!’
‘I don’t care about Kronos,’ Nico said. ‘I just want my sister back.’
‘I am the son of Hades,’ Nico insisted. ‘Begone!’

Minos laughed. ‘You have no power over me. I am the lord of spirits! The ghost king!’

‘No.’ Nico drew his sword. ‘I am.’
Nico walked for another fifty metres before answering. ‘It hasn’t been easy, you know. Having only the dead for company. Knowing that I’ll never be accepted by the living. Only the dead respect me, and they only do that out of fear.’
‘You could be accepted,’ I said. ‘You could have friends at camp.’

He stared at me. ‘Do you really believe that, Percy?’
I heard the loudest bellow in the world – the voice of Kronos, coming back into control. AFTER THEM!’

‘No!’ Nico yelled. He clapped his hands together, and a jagged spire of rock the size of an eighteen-wheeler erupted from the ground right in front of the fortress -
- The tremor it caused was so powerful, the front columns of the building came crashing down. I heard muffled screams from the telekhines inside. Dust billowed everywhere.
Nico and I sat next to each other. He dropped his sword next to mine and took a shaky breath.

‘That sucked,’ he said, which I thought summed things up pretty well.

‘You saved our lives,’ I said.
‘Nico… you, uh, kind of gave yourself away.’

‘What do you mean?’

‘That wall of black stone? That was pretty impressive. If Kronos didn’t know who you were before, he does now – a child of the Underworld.’

Nico frowned. ‘Big deal.’
He took a deep breath and held out his black sword. ‘Serve me,’ he called.

The earth trembled. A fissure opened in front of the imcaenae and a dozen undead warriors crawled from the earth
Will you take my soul for ransom, then?’ Daedalus asked. ‘You could use it to reclaim your sister.’

‘No,’ Nico said. ‘I will help you release your spirit. But Bianca has passed. She must stay where she is.’
Daedalus turned towards Nico, who drew his sword. At first I was afraid Nico would kill the old inventor, but he simply said, ‘Your time is long since come. Be released and rest.’
‘I train with the dead,’ he said flatly. ‘This camp isn’t for me. There’s a reason they didn’t put a cabin to Hades here, Percy. He’s not welcome, any more than he is on Olympus. I don’t belong. I have to go.’
Nico hesitated. ‘I don’t play that game any more. It’s for kids.’

‘It’s got four thousand attack power,’ I coaxed.

Five thousand,’ Nico corrected me. ‘But only if your opponent attacks first.
‘Nice plant,’ a voice said.

I jumped. Nico di Angelo was standing on the fire escape right next to me. He’d just appeared there.

‘Sorry,’ he said. ‘Didn’t mean to startle you.’
Nico glanced inside my room. His eyebrows furrowed. ‘Is that… is that blue birthday cake?’

He sounded hungry, maybe a little wistful. I wondered if the poor kid had ever had a birthday party, or if he’d ever even been invited to one.
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