Nico - Twenty Seven

"Welcome to my beloved home Death. Please, take a seat in my office. I'll make sure to slash your partners throats quickly." His dad said evily.

Nico couldn't breath.

He couldn't think.

Gulping, he looked up. "What if I say no?" He questioned, keeping his cool.

Hades raised an eyebrow. "Then he would die slowly." He stated.

Nico scoffed.

"Funny." Nico commented, his gun now pointed at Hades's knee. "You think I'd care about Cyanide." With a small chuckle, Nico continued. "I don't." He spat.

Hades looked taken back, and Nico took it as his time to strike.

He shot Hades in the knee, making him drop his knife.

Crying out in pain, Hades was then kicked in the same knee by Will.

Will scrambled to get his gun back. His blue eyes pinned to the ground.

"Ah." Hades hissed in pain, his body hitting the floor. Nico winced as the man's body gave a thud.

"Cyanide, you go and gather some belongings from the room to your right." Nico ordered— Nico's room.

Will nodded and left them alone.

Nico was secretly glad Will gave no protest.

"Who are you?" Hades asked, pained.

Nico gave a small smile. "I am Death."

"No." Hades protested wearily, his face paling from the blood loss.

"Who are you under the mask?" He questioned.

Nico sighed sadly, putting his had in his father's cheek. "I guess you can know." He told Hades.

"My name is Nico, papa." He paused, using his hand to take of his mask.

"Your son."

Hades's eyes widened. "No." He croaked. "Not my son!" He exclaimed. Nico smiled. "Yeah. I know. But hey, at least you know." Nico joked lightly.

"What's gonna happen to me?" Hades rasped.

Nico rolled his eyes.

"You're gonna blow up."

"Wait wha–"

Before he could finish his sentence, Nico pulled out a hand grenade.

"I love you papa." He said, giving him a kiss on the cheek. Right before clawing his free hand into the man's stomach, making a gaping hole.

Nico then, messily, stuffed the bomb into his father's body.

Setting it off as he sprinted away.

This was the only time he didn't want to see his victims blood come out from their bodies and their organs splatter onto the walls in chucks.

Hearing the bomb go off, and blood splatter harshly at the walls, Nico didn't dare look back. Instead, he went to his room. Looking at Will as the teen had a few items in hand.

"Come on, let's get out of here." Nico stated, pulling Will from out of his room.

"What about the man—" "Taken care of."

And with that, Will completed his first training session.

A/n:
Bye Hades. You were a good character. Sorry I killed you.

Jk.

No I'm not.

Byyyeee!!!

- Bridget