A child of Persephone…

Not completely out of the question of thoughts, but it didn’t happen too often.

Nico came down into the underworld, again, and when he went for dinner with his father Hades and stepmother Persephone, he saw you.

You were a child of Persephone and Hades, not a demigod like him but a godling. An Nico didn’t really know how to take it.

You’d basically became his older sister, him coming to you with a good handful of his problems. And, somehow, you didn’t push him away.

Hades, maybe, just maybe, you reminded him of Bianca.

He left the underworld after the weekend ended, going back to camp half-blood. During the nightly campfire songs there was a series of “oohs” and “huh?” even a couple terrified looks.

When Nico looked over his shoulder he saw a figure in the shadows, you. You walked forward with your arms crossed, sitting on a log next to your brother.