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#but the bianca situation was MASSIVE he needed years to be able to take enough steps back to finally understand and see what led bianca to
titansarmy · 1 year
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bianca di angelo really projected HER fatal flaw on her brother and we all just accepted it. 
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pipabethh · 7 years
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if Bianca never actually died au under the cut
on the quest in the titans curse she did die when she was crushed and Thanatos collected her to take her to the underworld, she died a heroic death so she got special treatment y’see. 
buuuttt because she was a child of Hades and she was young and had a lot of potential - and Thantos knew about Hades ambition for one of his children to be the child of the prophecy, Thantos was like ‘you know what I’m gonna give you a choice. Do you want to go to the underworld, be judged and end up in a mansion in elysium for the rest of your days or do you want another shot at life before you gotta go to rest?’ and Bianca being Bianca chooses life. She wants to make the best she can of it, do more heroic deeds and she wants to find out more about being a demigod and who her father is, what happened to her mother etc. 
When she's deposited back on earth, she's heavily injured but alive and Thantos makes sure she's somewhere where people can help her. Because she died she's not technically a huntress anymore but they take care of her and nurse her back to health which takes a looonnngggg time since she was in a bad state. The physio to allow her just to move, then to walk, then run, then fight again takes years as a lot of her bones were super badly broken and then they train her to fight properly because she wants to travel to find the information she wants about her family, her past and she wants to find Nico.
Eventually she's skilled enough to set out on her own and her first destination, Camp Half Blood. She hasn't had any contact with anyone but the select band of hunters who cared for her due to a) the no phones thing and b) Artemis judged it as a strange situation and bade that not all the hunters were to know she was alive lest they want to see her and slow her recovery. 
(we’re gonna ignore the bit about her ghost appearing in BoTL)
So she sets out and its been nearly 6 years, she's nearly 18. She slings her bow and arrow over her shoulders, puts her dagger in her boot and off she goes to CHB.
She walks over half blood hill and some monsters had been tracking her for a while and caught up with her just outside New York but she managed to kill them, they were no match for her really - and she's now able to harness her raising skeletons ability so she can summon some help. So she staggers up the hill and whoever’s on watch sees this armed girl who's obviously a demigod, with a cut on her head and blood on her coat and they go get help and suddenly theres a massive crowd round her. 
Since its been so many years, a lot of the demigods who were there when she first came to camp have moved on to college etc, theres only a couple left who were there 6 years ago when her and Nico first came to camp and they don't even recognise her because she's so much older, but some see her face as familiar - coz she looks like Nico - but they can't quite place it. 
She walks down the hill with demigods trying to help her. She stops. They keep asking her who she is and why she's here when they've never seen her before and she clearly knows she's a demigod. All she says is “I am here because I am looking for Nico di Angelo.” and whispers go round the group. ‘Where’s Nico?’ everybody asks each other. ‘I’ll try the hades cabin’ someone says. ‘He’s not here.’ Will Solace says. The commotion had drawn him out of the infirmary. There wasn't much going on in there anyway. Then more quietly realising all the attention was on him. ‘He’s in the underworld. Running errands.’ He mumbled, looking at the floor. 
‘When will he be back?’ Bianca asks. 
Will shrugged. ‘Tonight, tomorrow.’ He said. He wanted to know who this girl was and why she was looking for Nico. He led her to the infirmary, explaining that she needed the cut on her head attending to. ‘I guess I can call him if its urgent.’ He said once they were away from the crowd. Demigods were so nosy, but he guessed things they didn't want in camp had gotten into camp before so they had a right to want to know what and who was coming over half blood hill.
‘I’ll be here for a while but that would be nice. He’ll want to know I’m here.’ She said. 
‘If you don’t mind me asking, who are you?’ Will asked. 
‘I’m Bianca di Angelo.’ and Will is like so confused.
‘But you . . . you died.’ A lot of emotions run through his head because has Nico been lying to him? did he lie about his sisters death but then why would he. Did Percy and Thalia lie about it when they came back from that quest all those years ago. Will didn't think they'd do that, not after the damage it caused Nico. No they all must have believed she was dead. Bianca sighs. She knows that Nico deserves to know first and besides she doesn't even know who this guy is. She tells him this and he understands. He also agrees. He promises to call Nico and thats what he goes and does. 
Bianca sits in a room in the big house and she waits. 
Will does to iris message Nico. He explains that someones came for him and he should come immediately. He wants Bianca to be the one to tell him she's not dead so he doesn't say who’s here. Will says he doesn't know who it is, which would be true if he hadn't asked. Now he knows though he can see the similarities in their eyes.
Nico gets to camp and is directed to where Bianca is in the big house and he sees her and his mouth drops to the floor because is this real??? and he goes over and he hugs her and yes this is definitely real but he can't believe and he never wants to let go because his big sister is alive and here and real and he'd spent so long crying over her and searching for her and never finding her all those years ago and he wouldn't ever admit it to anyone but Will but he still sometimes cries because she was all he had and she was gone so suddenly. But at the same time now he's angry because why did no-one ever tell him she wasn't dead, why hasn't she contacted him. 
They sit down and she explains everything to him, everything she's been through since she became a huntress and went on the quest and he explains everything thats happened to him and he's still bitter that she never contacted him sooner but he's also just glad to have her back because for so many years she was his only friend. He tells her everything he found out about their childhood and their mother and she promises to stay at CHB. It takes her a while to adjust but she does. 
After a few months Nico introduces her to Hazel and all the hades kids are happy. 
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artificialqueens · 7 years
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Courtney’s Infinite Search for Love Ch. 8 (Witney) - Grinder
AN: So I took a break from writing (kinda) to focus on my University work or I’d fail majorly. But that’s all over for now so here’s the next chapter of Courtney’s story. This chapter is quite filler-ish not gonna lie so forgive me. But also I wanna thank those for the feedback on the draft chapter of Justifying the American Dream as I am super super excited to write it! You’re all so lovely.
~Grinder
“So, hopefully you bitches have brought feedback and ideas to the table this time.” Bianca questions, slamming her palm down on the table waking us up more.
I would groan at the collision of her hand on the table but I’m already trying to keep a bright smile with my hand in Alyssa’s under the table. We know everyone’s aware of it, but there’s nothing like a bit of discretion.
Dela and Bianca have brought the whole team of Tune.105 to discuss the station’s content as they do every fortnight. The whole team including Willam. And this time I’m not cursing her existence (well maybe with my inner voice I am). Instead I’m just showing off as I pretend to be secretive of my new relationship.
Alyssa and I have been dating for nearly a week now. In the beginning, I was really just looking for a one-night stand. But she had thanked me for a “wonderful” time and requested to see me more. To me, Alyssa is really naive when it comes to love. Kind of like one of those girls who when someone shows them one ounce of affection they’re expecting a wedding the next day. But she is sweet and kind hearted. And as I drunkenly crawled onto the bed next to her I thought of Willam’s jealous reaction. So I accepted Alyssa’s request to see each other more.
I’ve practically spent a whole week with Alyssa, fucking nearly every night. Does it get tiring? Well yeah, but it is so worth it, especially when I get to show off. Yesterday we were nearly caught out making out in the coffee room as Willam had walked in moments after we had finished up. Yeah, she missed everything but she hadn’t missed the sight of our lipstick smudged around our mouths. Then there was my favourite moment. I had this huge hicky on my neck and by huge I mean it was fucking massive and I needed Willam to see it.
Alyssa had been sent up to the station with free cupcakes during Willam’s 80’s show. Trixie and Katya hadn’t left since finishing their show so they were there too. Seeing this as an opportunity, I decided to give them out instead. I passed one to Willam (trying my best to keep a cheery smile and not a murderous one). Then I passed one to Katya. Then, pulling my hair over one shoulder, I leaned over to pass the last to Trixie, exposing the huge bruise like mark on my neck. I didn’t give Willam a second look which I regret now. But I would imagine she stared wide eyed.
That situation has been my favourite so far. I know it doesn’t sound like much but today is another day after all.
“I’m happy to say that I do have an idea!” Alyssa exclaims with excitement. “More guest stars.”
There’s a pregnant pause before Dela replies, “We have enough guests. We’ve had politicians coming in and out for the politics show for the last few weeks.”
“Yeah, but famous people, girl.” Alyssa elaborates.
“Well, if you can get Beyoncé in here, come back to me then, ‘girl’.” Bianca replies, her tone thick with sarcasm.
Alyssa looks slightly defeated, sighing and leaning back in her chair. Poor Alyssa. She really does try.
“To be honest, I like that idea.” I state causing heads to turn. “Who said anything about celebrities? You know we do quite a lot of music shows here yet we’ve never had live sessions from local talent. And besides, I know it is Election season and we’re all slowly getting stressed out so it would be good to put out something different. And not to mention, it could broaden our listenership.”
There’s another moment of silence as the team takes the suggestion into consideration. Fuck, is this awkward or are they actually listening?
“I can’t believe it. Of all the years I’ve run this station…” Dela starts “…I’ve never thought to have local talent guest star in shows.”
“I guess we should get on with finding talent then.” Roxxxy speaks up, looking to her team, Alaska and Matthew.
“Yes. I would appreciate it if you and the rest of the entertainment team could find someone have them in here by the end of the week!” Dela states, writing a few words on her notepad. “Get back to me when you find someone.”
I look to Alaska and her team, smiling as Alaska winks at me. Then I turn my smile to Alyssa who looks happier than ever. I squeeze her hand under the table as she strokes her thumb over the back of my hand. Talk about team work!
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“Do you think this would look good on me, baby?” Alyssa asks, holding a black dress against her as she pulls faces in the mirror. She doesn’t realize it but she’s kind of blocking the way of other customers.
“Yeah, it’ll look great on you!” I tell her, trying to sound as enthusiastic as I can. I move in order to make room for a pissed off looking Granny. I roll my eyes as I hear the old woman mutter under her breath something about ‘hoes’.
Alyssa sighs quite loudly, turning to face me. “What would I do without you?”
I don’t get a chance to say ‘you’re welcome’ as she gives me a quick peck on the lips. I hear some boys nearby snicker and say shit like ‘Look! Lesbians!’ Why are boys so fascinated with lesbians anyway. I get that girls are majestic but Christ! Down boys!
“I might try this on actually.” Alyssa contemplates turning to look at her reflection again.
“Go for it then.” I reply, but she’s too engrossed in her reflection, pulling faces and tongue popping to herself. People are looking again which causes a bright red blush to burn my cheeks. “So are you gonna go try that on or…”
“What was that?” Alyssa mutters, still fascinated by herself image.
“Never mind.” I say, shaking my head.
-_-_-_-
“So we got either Purge: Election Year or the new Ghostbusters.” Alyssa informs me, turning away from her TV. “Which one would you prefer?”
“I don’t mind.” I reply, munching on a dorito.
“Actually I’ve been really wanting to watch something Disney recently. It’s been a long time. Oh my Gosh, I make it sound like I’m ancient, girl.” Alyssa pauses to laugh. “I’m feeling Beauty and the Beast.”
“Sounds great.” I reply.
And it was great. Thank God Alyssa doesn’t have neighbors because we would have had many noise complaints with all the loud and obnoxious singing. It was great.
Up until a certain scene.
“This is bullshit.” I blurt out as Belle fan girls over her new library. Shit.
Alyssa, who’s laying with her arms around me with her head on my chest, looks up to me with a confused look. “What?”
“Sorry, it’s just reminding me of someone.” I say, brushing it off.
Alyssa’s face falls slightly and she twists a lock of my hair around her finger. “Do you want to talk about it?”
“No, I’ll be fine.”
“Are you sure?”
A bottle of wine later, I’m just staring at the ceiling while Alyssa sits on the other end of the couch listening.
“…and then she built this big fort thing for us to chill out in. No one has ever done something like that for me. It made me feel I was worth all of the effort, you know? And weeks after, she stabbed me in the back. Literally. She took a long pointy knife and stabbed me right in my back with it.”
“Literally??” Alyssa questions, her eyes slightly widening.
“No. I wouldn’t even be here. What’s wrong with you?” I reply, taking a sip from the wine bottle. “We both went to this festival where she decided my attention wasn’t as valuable as the attention of some random guy.”
Alyssa’s eyes are wide again. “She didn’t cheat on you, did she?”
“She did! She was hoisted up on some van while he fucked the shit out of her. I saw it with my own eyes. And I haven’t been able to erase the image from my head since.” I pause again as my voice cracks. I don’t want to cry. There’s no way I’m crying over Willam. “And she had the audacity to try and act like nothing happened after. She only said that we weren’t right for each other and that we should see other people. So, here we are…”
Having one more sip of the wine, I look to Alyssa who’s eyes shift away from me and to the bottle in her hand as if she’s really thinking about what I’ve just said.
“…So…” she pauses, “Am I ‘other people’?”
Realizing my mistake, I put my bottle on the table, sit up and shuffle near her. “No. Of course not. You mean a lot to me, Alyssa.”
“I do?” She murmurs giving me puppy eyes.
“Yeah!” I exclaim. She’s silent. “I think…you’re really attractive. And you’re funny. And you have a good heart.” I pause contemplating on whether or not I should continue. With each thing I say I just feel guilt. Or is it just the misery that I’m feeling in the moment? “…And I know you’re gonna go far.”
Alyssa stifles out another laugh, rolling her eyes. “Girl, I may have the looks and personality but I’m dumb as fuck. I ain’t going nowhere.”
“You are not! I promise you, you can do anything you put your mind to.” I beam at her. I’m not going to lie but hearing Alyssa say these things is only making it worse.
She stifles a laugh as her eyes meet mine again. “You think?”
I caress her cheek with my hand before I answer, feeling a pang of guilt hit my heart. “I know. Besides, you’ve got class. Willam’s just messy. She has nothing on you.”
“Baby, stop.” She whines playfully slapping me on the shoulder as I lean forward and plant my lips on hers, trying to kiss away any thoughts of Willam and every good memory of her. Who needs the bitch anyway? That tiring…slutty…obnoxious…childish…trashy…restless…messy…careless…care free…spunky…free-spirited…bright…charismatic Willam.
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