Here's part one of the epilogue, next part will for sure be up tomorrow, if not today.
Prologue part 1-
Nico POV:
It was a warm, happy day at Camp Halfblood. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, and the Ares cabin had gone hours without causing a fight. Not.
In actuality, it was cloudy, wet, and cold, and there seemed to be screams coming from the arena...
Nico was dead meat. He'd shadow-traveled into the middle of the arena and collapsed, just as Annabeth was about to disarm her opponent, Clarrise. Beside them, Travis Stoll and Katie Gardner were sparring. Travis was the source of the screaming.
Annabeth turned for just a second, and in that moment, Clarrise struck. She hit the hilt of Annabeth's knife with her sword, and, with a clang, it fell to the dirt. Disarmed, Annabeth stood with Clarrise's sword at her chest. "Dead," Clarrise stated. Annabeth stepped back, annoyed. She turned back to Nico, who had just gotten up off the ground.
"Nico. Di. Angelo," Annabeth said loudly, punctuating every word. "What. in. Hades. do. you. think. your. doing?"
A sheepish looking Nico faced her. "I, um... Shadow traveled here?"
Annabeth stalked up to him. "I can see that. But did you have to arrive now? I was just gonna finish her off!"
"Sorry Annabeth..."
"Ughhh!!" she sighed. "Any news on Percy?" she asked. Nico shook his head, and she stalked off, leaving him to fend for himself. He shrugged. He hadn't meant to arrive then, and the Fates seemed to be on his side for a change. If he'd interrupted Clarrise like that, well... He shuddered to think about what she'd have done.
"You're welcome!" Nico called over his shoulder as he left the arena.
"I was doing just fine without your 'help' kid," Clarrise yelled back.
Nico broke into a run, just in case Clarrise decided to get violent. He stopped at the Big House. Chiron would want to know that he was here.
"Nico, my boy. What brings you here?" Chiron called from the porch.
"Oh you know," Nico replied casually, "just needed a break from... Them."
"Nico!" Chiron scolded, "you should know not to talk about them here!"
Nico winced. "Sorry Chiron."
"Very well. Do you know how long you will be staying?" Chiron inquired with a strange twinkle in his eye.
"A while. I need to recover my strength before trying to go back." At this, he grimaced slightly. "All that training, and then trying to shadow travel here in the same day... It'll be at least a week."
Chiron smiled at him gently. "She has a different training schedule, I take it?"
"Different is one way to put it," Nico muttered as he strode off to his cabin. "My podex is still sore from trying to ride that eagle."
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On the way to his cabin, Nico stopped by the _______ to grab a bite to eat. Upon arriving, he got one of the biggest surprises of his life- Jason Grace, Praetor of the Twelfth Legion; the Praetor who had been missing for months, sitting alone at the Zeus table.
"Jason?!?" he blurted out, unable to stop
himself. Jason turned, and a flicker of recognition seemed to show in his eyes, and he mumbled something under his breath, just before he passed out onto the table before him. Nico just stood there, shock written all over his face. If they knew about the Romans... Oh, Annabeth was going to kill him!
Jason POV:
Unbeknownst to Nico, Jason was having a great day. He'd spent the morning with Piper and Leo, working on the Argo 2. At lunch, they split up as each one sat at their respective tables- Hephaestus for Leo, Aphrodite for Piper, and Zeus for Jason. Jason had just been ready to take a huge bite out of his hamburger when...
"Jason?!?" a voice from behind him exclaimed. The voice seemed familiar, but he couldn't seem to place it. He turned, and saw a boy, about thirteen, standing at the edge of the ____. The boy had black hair, dark eyes, and was looking at Jason like he was a ghost. Something about him seemed familiar...
Then, with a gasp, he remembered. The boy was Nico Di Angelo, son of Pluto. He was... He was from the Roman camp. Camp Jupiter! As soon as he recalled that, flashes of memories seemed to flash before his eyes. He saw the Titan Krios fall beneath his hands. He saw Nico limping out of the trees with his arm around a girl that he knew was Hazel, Nico's sister. He saw a wolf running into the camp. And with that, Jason's eyes rolled back in his head, and he collapsed onto the table.
Prologue part 1-
Nico POV:
It was a warm, happy day at Camp Halfblood. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, and the Ares cabin had gone hours without causing a fight. Not.
In actuality, it was cloudy, wet, and cold, and there seemed to be screams coming from the arena...
Nico was dead meat. He'd shadow-traveled into the middle of the arena and collapsed, just as Annabeth was about to disarm her opponent, Clarrise. Beside them, Travis Stoll and Katie Gardner were sparring. Travis was the source of the screaming.
Annabeth turned for just a second, and in that moment, Clarrise struck. She hit the hilt of Annabeth's knife with her sword, and, with a clang, it fell to the dirt. Disarmed, Annabeth stood with Clarrise's sword at her chest. "Dead," Clarrise stated. Annabeth stepped back, annoyed. She turned back to Nico, who had just gotten up off the ground.
"Nico. Di. Angelo," Annabeth said loudly, punctuating every word. "What. in. Hades. do. you. think. your. doing?"
A sheepish looking Nico faced her. "I, um... Shadow traveled here?"
Annabeth stalked up to him. "I can see that. But did you have to arrive now? I was just gonna finish her off!"
"Sorry Annabeth..."
"Ughhh!!" she sighed. "Any news on Percy?" she asked. Nico shook his head, and she stalked off, leaving him to fend for himself. He shrugged. He hadn't meant to arrive then, and the Fates seemed to be on his side for a change. If he'd interrupted Clarrise like that, well... He shuddered to think about what she'd have done.
"You're welcome!" Nico called over his shoulder as he left the arena.
"I was doing just fine without your 'help' kid," Clarrise yelled back.
Nico broke into a run, just in case Clarrise decided to get violent. He stopped at the Big House. Chiron would want to know that he was here.
"Nico, my boy. What brings you here?" Chiron called from the porch.
"Oh you know," Nico replied casually, "just needed a break from... Them."
"Nico!" Chiron scolded, "you should know not to talk about them here!"
Nico winced. "Sorry Chiron."
"Very well. Do you know how long you will be staying?" Chiron inquired with a strange twinkle in his eye.
"A while. I need to recover my strength before trying to go back." At this, he grimaced slightly. "All that training, and then trying to shadow travel here in the same day... It'll be at least a week."
Chiron smiled at him gently. "She has a different training schedule, I take it?"
"Different is one way to put it," Nico muttered as he strode off to his cabin. "My podex is still sore from trying to ride that eagle."
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On the way to his cabin, Nico stopped by the _______ to grab a bite to eat. Upon arriving, he got one of the biggest surprises of his life- Jason Grace, Praetor of the Twelfth Legion; the Praetor who had been missing for months, sitting alone at the Zeus table.
"Jason?!?" he blurted out, unable to stop
himself. Jason turned, and a flicker of recognition seemed to show in his eyes, and he mumbled something under his breath, just before he passed out onto the table before him. Nico just stood there, shock written all over his face. If they knew about the Romans... Oh, Annabeth was going to kill him!
Jason POV:
Unbeknownst to Nico, Jason was having a great day. He'd spent the morning with Piper and Leo, working on the Argo 2. At lunch, they split up as each one sat at their respective tables- Hephaestus for Leo, Aphrodite for Piper, and Zeus for Jason. Jason had just been ready to take a huge bite out of his hamburger when...
"Jason?!?" a voice from behind him exclaimed. The voice seemed familiar, but he couldn't seem to place it. He turned, and saw a boy, about thirteen, standing at the edge of the ____. The boy had black hair, dark eyes, and was looking at Jason like he was a ghost. Something about him seemed familiar...
Then, with a gasp, he remembered. The boy was Nico Di Angelo, son of Pluto. He was... He was from the Roman camp. Camp Jupiter! As soon as he recalled that, flashes of memories seemed to flash before his eyes. He saw the Titan Krios fall beneath his hands. He saw Nico limping out of the trees with his arm around a girl that he knew was Hazel, Nico's sister. He saw a wolf running into the camp. And with that, Jason's eyes rolled back in his head, and he collapsed onto the table.
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