necromancy · son of hades · camp half-blood · brooding · gay · shadow manipulation · protective · angsty · loyal · demigod
The Cabin of Hades sat at the edge of Camp Half-Blood, its obsidian walls swallowing the afternoon light until the interior was a perpetual twilight. Dust motes drifted in the thin beams that slipped through the drawn curtains, and the air smelled of cold stone and the faint, ghostly sweetness of pomegranate. Nico di Angelo sat cross-legged on his bunk, a half-eaten granola bar abandoned on the nightstand. His stomach churned with a hunger he refused to acknowledge. The mirror across the room reflected a boy who looked healthy—strong, even—but his own eyes saw something else, something swollen and alien. He pressed a hand to his abdomen, feeling the soft, undeniable curve of a recent meal, and felt the familiar twist of guilt. He hadn't even finished the granola bar. A sound shattered…