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’ it’s easier to walk away when you realize it’s never going to be okay. ’ nico

“if you’re walking, then i’m walking too.”

and it’s entirely unfair to the auradonians she let into her heart here. it’s unfair to the boy king, ben, and to the cheer captain, bucky, his cousin addison and the rest of the so called auradon kids that she’s gotten to know. but this is how they’ve always done things: he’s family and where he goes, she follows and vice versa.

“i can’t in good conscience stay behind while you go.” nor could she stay if any of the others - annabeth, cecil, nyssa - decided to walk away as well.

there is no shame in bowing out. she’s pretty sure he’s the one who taught her that, once upon a very freaking long time ago.

“the only question is: where are we walking to?”

“You sure?” Nico knows Lou Ellen has more connections to Auradon than he does. She’s like that, friendlier, more outgoing. Not like him, the sour-tempered son of Hades. But he’s glad to have her by his side. It’s been the two of them against the world for so long, he can’t remember a time when it hasn’t been. 

“Home,” he says. “Or the closest we can get to it. I’m gonna’ find my dad and I’m gonna’ help him. I’m tired of being involved in all this, here. This isn’t my world. It’s not our world.”

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❛ Why did you bring me back? ❜ nico

“You’re making it sound like you’ve died and I’ve gone ahead and brought you back through necromancy. I can’t do that. That’s your thing, Nic.”

Magica de Spell is coming, Auradon is gearing up for war, and Lou Ellen finds that she cannot sleep without her best friend beside her or near her. She’s afraid; Magica’s a powerful sorceress but Nico can match her, powers wise, step by step, even if it’s not magic that he wields.

Similarly, she’s afraid - not only for her loved ones - but for herself too. Because while she’s powerful, she knows what it’s like to have someone whisper dangerous things in dreams, poisonous things that nestle within ears and hearts and turn it to dust from the inside out.

(Lou Ellen is divine but Magica’s tongue has always been silver and the daughter of Hecate fears susceptibility because has she not always been holding back? She’s got no idea what she’s even capable of! And she doesn’t want to give Magica any kind of leverage. At all.)

And the thing is: everyone knows that King Ben has sent Harriet Hook on a solo mission to infiltrate Magica’s lair; it’s been weeks now and she’s still not back. CJ barely sleeps anymore and whenever Uma doesn’t need him, Harry keeps his eyes firmly trained on the horizon, almost as if he can make his sister to return to the people that love her through sheer force of will alone.

Ginny Gothel is worried and Anthony Tremaine paces and paces and paces until he can pace no more and then Ginny, whose face is ever so pretty, reaches out to him, tugs at his hands until he sits down and she sits down in his lap, whispering reassurances to each other.

His captain would be back, triumphant.

Her frenemy would be back, victorious.

Harriet Hook would return with intel that would turn this tide, that would give them the upper hand.

Lou Ellen shares a look with Nico. He looks grim, grimmer than usual, and while she knows and respects that the son of Hades isn’t always the one for physical contact, she nestles against him anyway because they can both use the reminder that they’re still here, alive.

They both know that the eldest Hook isn’t coming back. Just like Cecil isn’t coming back.  

“I told you I was done.” And he’d meant it. Nico knows that he’d meant whaat he said  when he’d told  Lou  Ellen he was done. They  were supposed to have peace-- he was tired of fighting. And now he was just done with it. His last battle  had been fought and lost-- he couldn’t  do it  anymore. “I’m not coming back.”

Still, he hugs her when she leans against him. “I  just can’t do it,” he  says quietly. “I tried, I tried, but I couldn’t.... he’s gone.  Cecil’s  gone, and I can’t bring him back.”  The words hurt just to say. “You should leave  with  me, you and Will. This  isn’t our fight anymore.”

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❛ if we’re free , tell me why we can’t even stand upright. ❜ nico

“Because we’re not. This isn’t freedom. This is fear. The Royals fear us because they know they can’t control us. You, with your necromancy.” The Ghost King in all his glory would be a sight to behold, she’s sure. “And me with my magic. They’re inherently allergic to us.”

And oh, what Lou Ellen wouldn’t give to make them understand: it’s not the Rotten Four - while extremely powerful in their own right - they should be scared of. Not quite. It’s the Children of the Gods, and their legacies. They are the ones who could raze the United States of Auradon to the ground in it’s entirety.

They’re the ones who could lay waste to the world, if they so wished. And Lou Ellen wished it.

There’s no magic here, but Lou’s magic? It came from within because she herself was made out of magic by her Lady Mother, so while she’s not able to do all that she should have been able to do, she could do small stuff. Small mercies, she supposed, were better than none.

“The minute we get outta here,” said the brunette, ‘‘cause we will, I’m just gonna—” She waved her hand. “—let it all go, let it all out. And yeah, maybe I’d be proving their point. But as it is, I don’t really care. I genuinely don’t care. I’m getting you, and Will, and Cecil out of here with me. If I have to barter with Captain Atlantica for passage then so be it.”

And afterwards? She’s gonna get her brother out of exile. Even if it’d be the last thing she did.

“Let’s just focus on the getting out of here first,” Nico advises. “I wanna’ be gone as fast as possible too, but we have to be smart, right? And patient. Once we’re out of here, and I free my father....” They were going to regret ever letting Nico come here was the short answer. He takes a deep breath and exhales before he gets too fixated. 

“No.” Her words snap him back to attention. “We won’t have to do that. I’ll figure something else out, something better. I just need a bit of time to think. The four of us will get out of here, I promise. You know I don’t break a promise.” He sighs and  glances around to make sure no one’s near them. “Have you told anyone else what’s going on, what we’re planning? I know there are other kids from the Isle that hate this here, but I’m not interested in leading a revolution here. I just want to get the four of us out as quickly and safely as possible.”

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@islestranded said : you take what you can get, and you make the most of it. / nico !!

“Yeah, that’s what I’m doing.” Nico sighs heavily, rolling his eyes. “But this place sucks. I wanna’ go home, not waste my time pretending everything’s fine and they haven’t kept my father trapped on the Isle. How much longer do I have to waste my time here?”