Boulevard of Broken Dreams ^^ Heh....... *hides behind shield*
And they're about 10 - 12. I don't know
NICO'S POV
Nico only knew pain.
You see, he didn't have control of his movements.
He was controlled by a doll. (think voodoo doll)
Only when the doll was put down, would he be able to move by himself.
For example, if someone twisted the doll's hand, and put it behind it's back. The same thing would happen to Nico.
Unfortunately, Nico didn't have the doll. A boy named Octavian had it.
Yet, no one would believe him if he told them. They just brushed it aside, as the boy's imagination.
Currently, he was with his friends, Leo Valdez, Magnus Chase, Hazel Levesque, and Frank Zhang.
"-then he fell backward into the fountain!" Leo was explaining the story, of how Nico had pushed Octavian.
A sickening crunch was heard. Everyone looked at Nico's arm. Which was sticking out in a way, it shouldn't be.
Hazel covered her mouth, "Nico!"
"I - Ah - I'm fine." he struggled out.
She looked down, "Let's go" We all knew what she meant, to our friend, who usually took care of my injuries.
Frank crouched down a little. Nico knew not to deny it any longer, and he got onto his back, trying not to hit his arm.
By the time they got there, it had been about 15 minutes.
"Reyna!"
She looked around with a smile on her face, but it disappeared when she saw the state of my arm.
"NICO!"
Frank let me down, as Reyna ran forward.
"It's OK Reyna. I'm used to it."
"YOU SHOULDN'T!" Leo shouted.
"Shouldn't what?" Nico asked.
'YOU SHOULDN'T BE USED TO IT NICO. You shouldn't be used to having bruises on your body. You shouldn't be used to having broken bones or hanging in the air upside down. You shouldn't be used to any of it Nico." he cried out.
Nico looked down, "What choice do I have Leo?"
Reyna looked at him, "Ready?" she breathed.
"Yeah" and he closed his eyes.
Gritting his teeth, when she moved his arm back in, he flexed his fingers.
"We should get going home now" Magnus whispered.
Everyone nodded. It was time to go home.
To Thorn's Orphanage.
Will's POV
He sighed, it was getting really boring now. Peering out the window, he took notice of the dead trees, the garbage on the ground, and the place overall.
Why did he have to move?
"We're almost there!" His Dad, Apollo said excitedly. His Mom, Naomi smiled at him. "Aren't you excited Will?"
He smiled, "As excited I would be about, waltzing under a bunch of giant, dancing hippos"
"Oh Will" she threw a plastic spoon at him playfully. He laughed in reply.
The car stopped, and he was surprised to see the house was actually pretty nice. It was bigger than their old one.
"JUST SHUT UP"
His family stopped abruptly when they heard the neighbors shouting, "WHERE IS IT?!"
His Mom ushered him inside quickly.
"It seems they've lost something. " his Dad noted.
"Yeah... I wonder what it was."
Their questions were answered when they heard a knock at the door.
"I'll get it.." his Mom replied.
After a few minutes, his Mom came back.
"It seems like her Son has lost a toy or something."
"What's her son's name?" his Dad asked.
He walked upstairs, not hearing the answer.
After looking through, he decided on the one the furthest from their neighbors.
"Home sweet home" he muttered, putting his stuff down.
He noticed a small puppet... or was it a doll? On the floor.
He bent down to pick it up and noticed the harsh condition it was in.
Taking it to the bathroom, he wiped the dirt and grime off of it. It was actually really nice. Dark black hair, chocolate brown eyes, and pale olive skin. But there were scratches everywhere, and its legs and arms were awkwardly bent.
He went over to his suitcase and bought out a First Aid Kit.
"Let's fix you up"
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Will looked at the doll. It looked pretty good now.
Its arms, and legs had casts on it, and he's put it in a small wheelchair.
Asking his Mom to fix the scratches, it looked a lot better.
"I think I'm gonna call you Oliver"
Part 2... or No?
Republished: March 20, 2019
