One person asked, so I shall give.

The same warnings apply from above.

And yes, major writer's block, I APOLLOgise. It's kinda short.

Piper POV

Today was a good day.

It was relaxing, each cabin participating in their respective activities with little feud.

It was calm, without the conch horn blaring out out an attack, the camp was calm.

It was peaceful, no specific people were being especially annoying today. Even Leo toned it down a bit today.

So why did today feel… off?

I asked Jason about it, and he felt it too. Like something big is going to happen soon.

Why, though? The war was over, the gods were back safely in power, and the demigods were finding more and more ways to live their life better. There was no reason it should feel as if the war was still going on, and everyone was still on their toes.

oo0oo

Campfire was over. It was fun, being able to sit back in sing every once in a while. Drew managed to get a flying taco all over herself. (pretty sure that was the Stoll's fault)

Jason was looking around for Nico, being the mothering friend that he is. Apparently, he wanted to "kill the death with some sunshine" or something like that.

A couple of minutes later, Jason came over, pouting. "Nico's not here!"

"He was at dinner, though. He must've gone to campfire. Maybe he shadow traveled back to his cabin."

That was the wrong thing to say. Jason immediately jumped up and started dragging me to cabin 13, murmuring about fading or something.

"Will! Come on! Gotta check on Nico!" Jason shouted as he ran past the Apollo kids.

Will and two other Apollo kids came along, as well as Percy and Annabeth who heard what was going on. Everyone looked incredibly worried as they went to go hunt down Nico, as I was still being dragged behind.

I rolled my eyes and yanked my arm from Jason's grasp, running along with him. Those worrying children were sprinting to the Hades cabin, so I really had no choice anyway.

Percy reached the door to the Hades cabin first, the cabin looking incredibly eerie. Looking more depressing than usual.

He rapped on the door with his knuckles, speaking through the door. "Hey, Nico? You okay in there? We were worried since we could not find you after campfire."

There was no reply. Strange.

Percy tried again, knocking a bit louder in case Nico did not hear the first question. "Nico? Come on, man, you're worrying us. Are you okay?"

Still no reply.

Just as Jason was going to raise his hand to knock, a terrifying sound was heard in the cabin.

Which sounded like a scream.

Jason yelped, fear in his eyes, and rammed his shoulder into the door. He was yelling Nico's name, hoping he would answer.

Percy shoved his shoulder into the door at the same time as Jason, and the door came crashing down, allowing entrance.

We found Nico slumped against the wall of the cabin, blood pouring from many, many open wounds.

Many people screamed.

The Apollo kids rushed into action. Will scooped up Nico, gesturing for his siblings to go to the infirmary. They sprinted there, prepping for serious medical healing.

I felt tears pour down my face. What happened? Jason turned around with a broken look on his face. I took a hesitant step toward him. "Jason…" I croaked out.

Seconds later, I was enveloped in a hug as Jason also started crying. Percy and Annabeth walked over, failing to stifle their own sobs.

We all loved Nico like a brother, so seeing the Ghost King so weak had a great impact on all of us.

We huddled on the ground, trying desperately to get the image of the pale, weak Nico in Cabin 13.

"Come on," Annabeth said after a deep, trembling breath. "We should check on him. See how he's faring." We all knew what she meant.

See if he's alive.

oo0oo

Hours later, Will beckoned is in the room where Nico was being treated. "He-he is severely unstable, but alive. By the looks of things," Will took a deep breath. "This was not the first time he harmed himself."

A timid, collected sign came across the group, followed by a nervous expression mirrored on everyone's face.

"You can come to see him."

Before Will even finished his sentence, Jason and Percy were through the door, rushing to see their younger cousin. Annabeth and I just rolled our eyes and followed after our boyfriends.

We approached the cot where the frail son of Hades lay, bandages and wires peeking out everywhere.

Nico shifted a bit, grumbling something. We came a little closer and made out some Italian.

"Perché hanno dovuto-questa è una cazzata-è meglio che non si sia fatto male." (why did they have to-this is bullshit-he better not have gotten hurt) Nico said, mumbling in between his words.

We all gazed at him, happy there was a sign Nico was still alive. The moment was broke by Percy, who quietly mumbled what as he sat down near the bed.

We all gathered where Percy sat and waited for Death Boy to wake up.

oo0oo

Weeks later, everyone's nerves were slightly less fried. Nico was awake, and just starting to get back into the swing of things. Will was constantly hanging around with him if you know what I mean.

"Piper? Why are you smirking?"

I giggled when I saw Jason, who was sitting next to me at the Poseidon table, look at me with a slightly scared expression.

"No reason, Airhead," I said, pulling Jason into a tender kiss.

"EWWWWWW! Please try keeping the PDA to a minimum while I'm here! I get enough from Will."

We all chuckled at Nico as he mockingly fanned his face. Will just snickered and slung his arm around him.

All our friends laughed along with the cute couple, glad that everything was looking up.

And sure, there may be some downfalls.

Some more battles to fight. Some more enemies to conquer. They may or may not be mental monsters we have to defeat.

But hey, we're just happy for what we have right now.

So… yeah.

Today was a good day.