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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Major_Character_Death, Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Percy_Jackson_and_the_Olympians_&_Related_Fandoms_-_All_Media_Types,
      Percy_Jackson_and_the_Olympians_-_Rick_Riordan, The_Heroes_of_Olympus_-
      Rick_Riordan
  Relationship:
      Nico_di_Angelo/Percy_Jackson, Jason_Grace/Reyna_Avila_Ramírez-Arellano
  Character:
      Percy_Jackson, Nico_di_Angelo, Jason_Grace, Reyna_Avila_Ramírez-Arellano
  Additional Tags:
      Suicide, Drug_Use, Rape/Non-con_Elements, Angst
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-10-27 Words: 2113
****** The End of The World ******
by WhereverUAre
Summary
     Nico has been through hell. Literally. But it takes a vengeful cult
     and a dream turned into a nightmare to make him give up.
 
 
 
 
 
Nico could not decide on an appropriate emotion as his world collapsed around
him. Neither wrath nor grief seemed sufficient anymore. He had walked through
Tartarus alone, fought every foul monster that barged against him in the
overwhelming waves of evil that engulfed him in the depths of hell and lived to
tell the tale. He had exhausted his threshold and anger and sadness there,
maybe. Now that he had reached the end of what his mind could comprehend and
recover from, Nico just sat there, as numb as a human could be. He could hear
his comrades, the rest of the heroes, rush around him and in general lash out
at each other, but he could not get himself to move, to react. The Fates had
played the final, most cruel card that Nico would let them subject him to.
 
 
                               Two Days Earlier
                                        
Percy and Nico raced through the woods with the medallion safely tucked away.
They could hear Jason creating a diversion for the cult members as the two
heroes made a run for it. They had successfully managed to steal the medallion
interrupting some ancient ritual that would, as usual, bring about the end of
the world. Reyna would be waiting for them at the rendezvous point at the end
of the woods.
Percy and Nico burst through the make shift campsite and skidded to a halt in
front of a grim Reyna.
“Where’s the medallion?” She asked in her usual stern tone as if they were
mischievous children rather than two heroes who stole an ancient medallion from
a cult of black magic worshippers.
Nico wordlessly handed over the medallion to her as he leant on his knees to
gather his breath. Percy on the other hand seemed completely unaffected by the
harrowing escape they managed while Jason caused a distraction.
“Where’s Jason?” asked Percy.
Reyna glanced at Percy before solemnly handing Nico a bottle of water.
“He should be here any minute. The second he arrives, we can start driving back
to civilization.”
As if on cue, the blonde landed in between them from the sky.
“We need to get out of here. Now.”
 
 
                               One Night Earlier
 
Nico threw himself face down on the comfortable hotel bed. The luxury of clean
sheets and fluffy pillows were not unappreciated by him. However, the idea of
sharing a room with Percy albeit with twin beds, unsettled the son of Hades.
Their mission of retrieving a precious artifact of Hecate was a success and the
heroes needed a place to crash for the night. Jason and Reyna took a room
together and Percy and Nico were forced to share the only room left in the
hotel. Vermont was a surprisingly busy place around this time of the year, Nico
duly noted. Nevertheless, they were lucky enough to be unhurt and found a cozy
place to rest in before driving back to Camp Half Blood. Without much ado, Nico
promptly pushed his shoes off and passed out.
Percy smiled at the snoring seventeen-year-old and walked into the bathroom. He
walked into the bathroom and gave Annabeth a quick update on their whereabout
before stepping into the shower and drawing the curtains. The warm water just
hit his skin when he heard something move in the bathroom. Before he could even
take account of the situation, a black smoke filled the little bathroom and
Percy fell unconscious.
 
                                                                               
                                  ***** 
 
Nico drowsily shook himself away from a series of vague and strange dreams when
he felt someone lay down right next to him.
“Percy! What are you doing?” Nico asked.
“Tired, too cold in my bed.” Percy mumbled as if he were drunk.
Nico was perplexed with this sudden level of comfort that Percy was suddenly
expressing but did not say anything. He would have normally cut him into a half
for crawling into his bed but he was too tired to move and there was something
strangely intoxicating about the smell Percy was exuding. The dusky smell of
sea breeze seemed to make him more groggy and relaxed. All the warnings his
brain was shooting at him seemed to reach him slower, as if he were stoned out
of his mind.
“Oh, you are so cold too.” Percy lazily remarked as he snuggled under the cover
next to Nico. Nico definitely started fighting against the haze that seemed to
have settled over him, leaving him almost paralyzed when Percy put his arms
around Nico’s thin, skeletal frame.
“I’m just trying to help warm you up. We’ll freeze to death otherwise.” Percy
reasoned.
Nico wanted to struggle but with Percy holding him so close to his own body,
the smell was surrounding him, as if he was being consumed by it. Nico couldn’t
even realise that he was going in and out of consciousness and that the room
was filled with a light smoke. Every time he blinked and opened his eyes, Percy
was closer, his hands roaming all over Nico’s body.
“Get off of me!” Nico tried to protest as angrily as he could. He tried to move
in the fog and fight against Percy but the older boy was a lot bigger than him
and the grip he had on Nico was a lot stronger than he had realized.
Nonetheless, Percy did not budge. He only shifted around Nico till he was on
his side, both the boy facing each other in the chilly, dark room.  
Nico could hardly make out the older boy’s features as he was turned around to
face him. Percy leaned forward and started placing gentle tender kisses along
the side of Nico’s face, behind his ears. The warmth of being engulfed by Percy
was too much for Nico to handle. His strong fingers were massaging Nico’s
scalp. Nico dipped deeper into the strange state of intoxication as Percy
littered his jawline with kisses. Nico tried to struggle against the grip that
Percy had on his body and move his head away from the older boy’s face but to
no avail. If Percy was noticing that his body was rigid and trying his best to
move away, he did not seem to care in the slightest and continued his onslaught
of gentle kisses and massages that seemed to be lulling Nico into a deeper
trance.
“Percy, stop it. What are you doing?” Nico asked in a frightened, helpless
slur.
“I’m only doing what you had always wanted and what I’ve always dreamt of.
Every time I saw you popping in and out of the camp. I always wondered what it
would be like to hold you like this and kiss you all over your beautiful
porcelain skin.” Percy cooed softly, right into Nico’s ear. Percy’s hands
travelled and shifted till he was on top of Nico’s motionless body and start
stroking his sides.
“I feel like I’ve been dreaming about doing this with you forever.”
Percy’s hands slid under Nico’s shirt when Nico pleaded with him.
“Percy, please stop. What is the matter with you?” Nico protested as much as he
could through the fog.
“Please don’t ask me to stop, Nico. You know you want me too. I can’t stop
myself from being with you anymore. Why do you think I asked you on this
mission and not Annabeth.”
And before Nico could protest any further, Percy pulled him into a deep kiss.
Nico went completely still underneath Percy. The boy’s hands were all over his
prone body, stroking him. His lips were working as if to suck the breath out of
Nico. Percy lips were all that Nico could feel on his numb body until Percy bit
into his lower lip, eliciting a prone moan from the younger boy’s mouth. And
that was all the encouragement Percy needed before he shrugged off his own t-
shirt and pulled off Nico’s shirt with great ease.
Nico, unable to comprehend the fluidity of Percy’s motions, tried to roll off
the bed but Percy’s strong hands stopped him again. They pulled him back onto
the bed and began kissing him passionately again. Nico soon lost track of time
as Percy explored his mouth with his tongue, his hands wrapped tightly around
Nico’s hip, holding him in place. Every time Percy gently bit Nico’s lips, the
younger boy’s body would shudder deeply in Percy’s arms. Finally, Nico started
kissing back.
Percy seized him tighter in his arms, kissing him more urgently and both of
them started breathing heavily. Percy hands slid down his torso, onto his hips
and then slowly pushed down his boxers.
Nico turned red as Percy roughly started stroking his erection. He could not
move but he could feel Percy’s equally large erection pressing against his own.
Percy leaned forward as Nico moaned out his name and started sucking a hickey
on his neck as he continued to stroke Nico. His other hand was squeezing Nico’s
ass till there were bruises left on him, Nico kept buckling forward into the
hand stroking his penis slowly. Nico gasped each time he thrust his hips into
Percy’s hands as percy continued to suck hickeys down his front. Right when he
was on the brink of coming, Percy slowed down the pace he had set and turned
Nico onto his stomach.
“Shh.. Don’t worry. I’ll take good care of you.” Percy whispered into Nico’s
ear.
And that was the last thing Nico remembered before he passed out.
 
                                                                               
                                        *****
 
Nico woke up to the sound of retching emanating from the bathroom. He opened
his eyes, groggy from strange trippy dreams. He felt hungover and confused when
he suddenly realized that Reyna was standing at the foot of his bed, looking
terribly concerned. Her sword was drawn and a horrible, horrible look of pity
on her face. He slowly pushed himself up as he recounted the events of the last
night.
He looked at Reyna blankly as he could hear Jason and Percy in the bathroom. He
could hear Percy vomit the entire contents of stomach and thanked the Gods that
he did not have to see those features that he knew so well. He silently looked
into Reyna’s eyes and pleaded with his own.
“The cult members followed us back and wanted revenge for interrupting their
ritual. They possessed Percy first and around the crack of dawn tried to break
into our room. We were still awake so we could stop them pretty easily but by
the time we came to check on you both.” Reyna’s voice wavered and she looked
away.
Nico tumbled out of the bed on shaky feet. He stumbled across the room to a
mirror on the wall. He could see his bruised lips and hickeys all over his neck
and chest. He felt the ache in his lower back.
Percy’s cries from the bathroom became clearer with every second.
“I tried Jason. He kept saying no and kept telling me to get off but I could
not fight them. I tried so hard but I could not control my body or my mouth. I
tried to fight them, I really did. I did not know what to do to break free. I
tried, Jason. You have to believe me.”
Nico felt as suffocated as he did the last night. He walked out of the room and
into the balcony. Reyna silently a few steps away from him. Gods’ bless her
soul, she knew better than crowding him right now. He slid onto the floor of
the balcony as the sun lit up a snow-covered Vermont.
Nico had felt unbelievable grief when he found out at that Bianca died. He felt
fear like never before when he was struggling through Tartarus alone. He felt
anger with no comparison when he learnt of Zeus’ killing his mother. Today,
emotions failed him. He could not feel anymore. No emotion seemed appropriate
when the ground under his feet was pulled out from underneath him. He felt the
same shame that he did when he realized he was gay. He felt the same grief
because he thought the person he loved so much was finally looking at him with
the same love. He felt so heartbroken that that person was puking his guts
after taking his virginity. Nico at that thought, felt himself lose everything.
He spread his hands in front of him, felt the sunrays dance on him. He stood up
on shaky legs. Gods it hurt to lose your virginity. Percy’s panic attack could
have been the sounds from an Opera, Nico could not have been able to make out
the difference. Nico looked down from the balcony, to the five floors drop to
the parking lot. And he leapt over the railing. 
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