Nico's POV
I stared at Grover in shock. What is he doing here! This was our place! No one else's just ours. No one else was supposed to be here. No one else.
"What are you doing here!" I demanded. He looked at me and it was now his turn to be shocked.
"Why were you sneaking around in the middle of the night!" He shot back. I sighed. I had to explain now. So, I told him how me and Heather (or Sky whatever you want to call her) always used to come here. And how it was our place, and how we sang songs describing how we were feeling at the time because.... well, singing it's a perfect way to express your feelings. And it's nice to know that someone else knows how your feeling, knows what your going through. He looked at me as if he'd just discovered a whole new part of me. Which he had. I looked him straight in the eye.
"Swear on the river Styx you won't tell anyone about this." I said deadly serious. "I swear on the river Styx." He said without question. Thunder rumbled in the distance and I sighed in relief. I didn't want word getting around that I sang and played guitar. I have a reputation to protect.
"Thanks." I said. "No problem."
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Back From the Dead
FanfictionEnd is back. And now not only is he stronger than ever but he's also working with Tarterus. Now that Sky's gone the Camps, Hogwarts, and the Army are left without their strongest warrior! Can they still win the war? Or will they all die? Most import...
