He was my brother too

Nico and Percy

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After Jason's death, Nico and Percy were in anguish. And this was their day for ever so sweet revenge. Their eyesights turned red as they marched into one of the campsites of the god emperors. Percy snarled like a wild animal and brandished Riptide; a ring of grass darkened and shriveled around Nico. They charged into the ranks of the monsters, the remaining little big three.

A pandos charged towards Percy. He flicked his wrist and a wave of creek water cocooned the creature, squeezing the monster into sand. This usually would have cost Percy quite some energy, but this time, it was like he was blowing dust. He twirled and slashed, and hacked with Riptide, a cyclone slowly incasing him. The ground trembled; it was the first time he ever channeled an earthquake this obvious. The wind around him sent the demonic birds flying into trees in confusion and some exploding. He cried in fury and grief, causing a wall of liquid to crush half of the legion of disgusting beings.

All the plants within a hundred meters started to shrivel and turn brownish black. Nico stomped his foot and skeletons crawled out of a crack in the ground, holding various weapons, clacking and charging at the enemies with deadly enthusiasm. He swung his midnight black blade and destroying monsters left and right. He yelled about his hate for the creatures, and many became ghouls screaming silently, clawing at the ground, but all falling into pits nonetheless.

He saw the boy in the orange t-shirt approaching in the trireme. Jason Grace, praetor of the twelve legion, armed with lightning. He remembered escaping Camp Jupiter with the boy from "leader swap". He remembered jousting with this blonde in a Kansas wheat field. He remembered him securing the Athena statue right before he fell into Tartarus. He remembered all of him. His resemblance to Thalia. His hair like Annabeth. And most importantly, his leadership, his loyalty, his determination, his bravery, and recklessness reminded him of himself. And now, Jason was gone.

Nico thought of when the entire camp was crawling with talk about the lost praetor who was kind. He saw the boy battling giants in his dream when he was stuck in the twin giants' jar. The boy helped him onto the ship. He was so like Percy, yet so different. And he could never forget how he came out in front of him and Cupid about his sexuality. He had supported him, even swore to protect him from those who'd judge him.

The two heroes marched up to the emperor's tent and charged in, and surprising, they were no guards, only Caligula napping in a sleeping bag. Percy seized him by the front of his sleeping garments, shaking him violently until his eyes were opened to a crack, peering around in confusion. "Still upset over his death?" The minor god drawled, "well, too bad that you have to join him. Guards!" Nico chuckled coldly, and Percy smirked sadistically, the way he would look only if he was in great grief. "Let's go outside." Percy laughed. "You c...couldn't killed them all. C...could you?" Caligula stuttered. He shuddered at the memories of the wrath of a son of Neptune after he had waged war on the ocean, and whipped the waves, insulting his father.

Outside, legions of dust waited for Caligula to command. Caligula was slack-jawed. "Oh, come one! He was just your cousin! A normal hero! Let's strike a deal; you let me go, I'll spare you." "I don't think you are in the position to strike deals." Nico snarled. "Hey, he was just a stupid little teenager!" Caligula compromised. "Just a stupid boy?" Percy screamed, "he was my cousin! One of the most powerful demigods ever! A...and my brother." His voice cracked at the last syllables.

Nico's eyes glowed dark red in rage, a crack split the ground with ear deafening rumbling. "One way trip to Tartarus. One passenger ticket." Nico sneered. "Oops, my hand slipped!" Percy cried as he held the god over the crack, his hold on the villain's shirt loosened, letting the man fall into the abyss.

"Yes, he was my brother too." The two turned on the gap when the wailing of an evil man dissipated into silence, and the flailing of hands disappearing into the darkness.

Yes. He was their brother too.

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-the Graecus from Idris