It was the Battle of Manhattan, and Nico had just shadow travelled in with the entirety of hell on his side. And by the entirety of hell, I mean, this kid brought his father Hades with him.

And now after that whole scenario, he was being helped out by Will Solace, his crush and maybe his future boyfriend (if he was lucky enough.)

Will chuckled. "You may be on the wrong team, but you still play ball, don't you Angelo?"

Nico scoffed. "You're a horrible person."

Will smirked. "I know, it keeps me awake at night."