"Will Solace and Nico di Angelo, will you-"
"I won't." Nico interrupted Zeus. "You don't deserve our help, and I only help people that deserve it."
Zeus and the gods fell silent. No one ever interrupted him.
Will seemed to find his voice. "I'm going with Nico on this. He suffered mental and physical wounds because of you gods. Zeus, you killed his mom and nearly killed him and his sister just because Hades couldn't keep it inside his toga, even though you have the same problem, and you never tried to murder your children, even though they ended up dead anyway."
Apollo gaped at his son, his innocent son, nearly cackling out loud at the toga comment.
"But, Nico, surely-" Hades began.
"No! Oh, tartarus no, Hades!" Nico yelled. "You locked my sister and I in a magic casino for _years_, and then proceeded to use me for your own fucking benefit! How's that suppose to make me feel?! Huh, "dad'! Oh, and let's not forget how you let Hazel be mentally abused by her mom, and then rot in the fields of asphodel to save her mom!"
Hades fell silent, along with the other gods. Nico _was_ right; Hades was a horrible dad.
"Will, come on, convince him to-" Apollo started.
"No." Will said simply. "I won't help. You left us. We were on the streets for years. Two brothers, killed by hell hounds, because a guy felt sorry for us and decided to give us some food, cloths, and enough mp3 players and headphones for all of us. We ran for the hill. My mom died, too." Will stopped, his breath hitching, tears running down his face. "You didn't give a shit as my brothers and mother died. You don't care about us. None of you do!" Will screeched.
Nico hugged him, calming him down.
"But-"
And with that, Nico shadow traveled Will and himself to an isolated area, where no one ever saw them again.