𝖆 𝖘𝖍𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖉, 𝖆 𝖘𝖍𝖗𝖔𝖚𝖉 ...

          and here , luke castellan doesn't scare him , not on his own at least.  so the guy has a dagger.  both of nico's hands wrap around the hilt of a blade forged in the river styx , black as a nightmare and wickedly sharp.  he spent time with skeletons learning how to use the weapon , but percy had told him how capable of a swordsman luke was.  the other demigod has over half a foot in height and definitely further range on him.  nico has his underworldly abilities.  is that enough to protect him in a fight , if it came down to it  ?  does he even have anything worth fighting for  ?

There was something unsettling about the kid. Luke was used to unsettling - Hades, he was the one who made people step back nowadays, something indistinguishably off about the pallour of his skin that had once been surfer-tanned, an identifiable whiff of predator that caught regular mortals off-guard. He had noticed even the monsters drawing away from his touch as the coffin grew brighter and Kronos's touch in the back of his mind became more insistent, determined. So it was nothing new, to look at someone and feel your stomach turn over: what was disturbing was that it wasn't his own reflection in front of him, but the child.

The boy was just a child - but the Gods never allowed their children to have childhoods, did they? Luke estimated di Angelo was about the age Annabeth had been when Thalia and he had found her in that alley way, give or take a few years and allowing for the fact that Annabeth was Annabeth. He had certainly not been a child at fourteen; perhaps he never had been. He had been dragged up, not raised.

"Threats?" he echoed, touching the edge of the dagger to the pad of his thumb once again. "I make no threats."

That was mostly the truth. He had no use for di Angelo dead - if he even could die. Luke was in the dark, no pun intended, about the Sons of Hades; how much his father cared for him, the influence he had over the dead, even his own vulnerability were all blank spaces in Luke's mental file, and he hated that. The sword had some heft to it, drinking in all the shadows about them, drawing the eye in a hypnotic swirl, but it wasn't the sword that was the threat; di Angelo wasn't Percy, and there was no one else who could beat Luke in a fair fight. It was the fact that he couldn't guarantee the fight would be fair.

“[Name], you’re bleeding.”

“How long has it been like that?”

“Did you dislocate a finger?”

“You’re slurring.”

“They say you almost died. You left it that late.”

“You’re snapping. Headache again?”

“You’re in a bad mood. Are you in pain?”

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

“Hey, why are you walking like that?”

“That’s a lot of swelling.”

“Where did you get that bruise?”

“Whose blood is that?”

“When you say your pain’s ‘4 out of 10′, that’s a normal person’s ‘8 out of 10′. We’re going to the hospital.”

“How did you not notice?!”

“If it hurts, it hurts.”

“I know you can manage it, you just don’t *have* to.”

“Holy shit, how long have you had this?!”

“[Name]? [Name]! Hey!”

“We’re a team. You need to tell me about this sort of thing.”

“That’s … a lot of blood, is that - oh, fuck.”

“Hey! Hey! Stay awake, okay? Stay awake.”

“It would have been a lot easier to treat if you’d mentioned it sooner.”

“You can’t keep hiding this stuff.”

Be with me always-take any form-drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you!

(  various  non - halloween  themed  dialogue  prompts  for  all  your  slashers,  final  girls,  and  other  horrors  beyond  your  comprehension.  trigger  warning  for  dark  themes.  feel  free  to  edit  as  you  seem  fit.  ) 

❛ it’s the silence that scares me. ❜

❛ i’m every nightmare you ever had. ❜

❛ i want to see your true face. ❜

❛ one way or another, you’re going to die tonight. ❜

❛ just because you don’t see it, doesn’t mean it’s not already here. ❜

❛ by the time anyone finds your body, they won’t be able to identify it. ❜

❛ you’re playing a dangerous game here, girl. ❜

❛ i’m playing the villain, just like you wanted. ❜

❛ i won’t give up on you, i know you’re worth it! ❜

❛ scream all you want. no one will hear you. ❜

❛ what are you going to do to me? ❜

❛ there you are, my darling! ❜

❛ i knew you would come back to me. ❜

❛ don’t you want to be consumed by what loves you? ❜

❛ i’m going to send you back to hell where you came from! ❜

❛ you can’t keep me here forever! ❜

❛ how are you still alive? i killed you! ❜

❛ sometimes human spaces make inhuman monsters. ❜

❛ please. why don’t you just let me go? ❜

❛ this missing poster has your face on it. ❜

❛ that wasn’t so bad, was it? ❜

❛ what’s wrong, you don’t trust me? ❜

❛ i know a lot about you. more than you think. ❜

❛ you want me to shut him up for you? ❜

❛ we could have been beautiful together. ❜

❛ when you think you’re alone, someone watches. ❜

❛ rest while you can, because i will hunt you and eat you whole. ❜

❛ what you want is very wrong. ❜

❛ you look so pretty all tied up like this. ❜

❛ what, you like to watch? you goddamn sicko. ❜

❛ god isn’t here. god doesn’t even know about this place. ❜

❛ there is something at work in my soul which i do not understand. ❜

❛ i am the devil, and i am here to do the devil’s work. ❜

❛ you know what they say, an eye for an eye. ❜

❛ why don’t you scream for me? ❜

❛ are you… smelling me? ❜

❛ we’re going to die out here. ❜

❛ i’m not afraid of anything. not anymore. ❜

❛ we will be what everyone wants to be. perfect. ❜

❛ no offense, but i think you might be just a little too crazy for me. ❜

❛ we all go a little mad sometimes. ❜

❛ the harder i try to escape, the further i get into this awful place. ❜

❛ this was not how it was supposed to go! ❜

❛ this is the end of your little game. i win. ❜

❛ don’t leave me! i can’t be alone! ❜

❛ no one is coming for you. ❜

❛ you hide. and i’ll try to find you. sound fun? ❜

❛ fuck this place. seriously, just fuck this place. ❜

❛ what’s the matter, honey? you’ve barely touched your dinner. ❜

❛ don’t be afraid. dying is much easier than living. ❜

❛ i won’t let them kill you. i won’t let them even touch you. ❜

❛ let’s get you some clothes before i get too turned on. ❜

❛ you weren’t putting that tongue to use anyway. ❜

❛ shall i drink your blood fresh, or slice your neck and spill it out first? ❜