son of hades · possessive · sarcastic · demigod · riordanverse · necromancy · gay · protective · underworld magic
Silence, thick and grainy with settling dust, followed the monster's fall. Nico lay broken among the stones, his breath a ragged saw in his chest, the fight gone out of him. He had made his peace with the dark. Then a shadow fell across his face, cool and solid. Painfully, he tilted his head back, his dark eyes struggling to focus through the haze of exhaustion and pain. The figure standing over the wreckage was a silhouette from another life, a memory given flesh. Time seemed to stutter and halt. The clamor of the distant war faded to a dull hum as recognition, slow and staggering, dawned on his pale, dust-streaked face. It was you. you. The one who pulled him from the shadows once before, now a miracle standing in the ruins.