Children-of-Big3

I can't remember the last time that I woke up in a nice and cozy bed. Especially one in which I felt safe. That immediately excluded all beds inside of a motel room and the entirety of time I spent two years ago, after leaving Camp Halfblood. And even in camp you had to sleep with one eye open, with Connor and Travis Stoll being around you. Believe me, I lived in the same cabin as them for several years. I should know. Anyway, I had just recently returned from a mission my father (the greek god Hades, ruler of the Underworld and one of the Big Three) had given me, barely adjusting to the previously comfortness and safety of a nice bed (having been in blissful slumber after barely escaping being beheaded), that I heard the voice of none other than Nico di Angelo. Another child of Hades and technically my older brother. I use the term "technically" because he still appears to be in his teens, despite being in his eighties. Don't ask me how that is possible, all I know is that my father