PROLOGUE
Percy's POV
Location: New York
I was walking down a random street in New York . Coming home from my third year at Camp Half Blood. It was not a very good year. I broke my promise to Nico about protecting his sister Bianca. He got mad and ran off fuming. As I was thinking about all the things that happened I didn't hear the growl behind me. "Watch Out" I hear someone yell to me. I turn around just in time to dodge a monstrous claw that would have torn me to shreds. Without a second to spare I had Riptide out and ready for battle. I was fighting as best I could. My breath started to feel heavy in my chest as I ran through the streets of New York. Adrenaline was the only thing that was keeping me going as I felt the Hellhound's breath hot on my back. Riptide was gripped tightly in my hand, but with my palms becoming sweaty, it was hard to keep the tight grip. I was limping the best I could, down the clustered streets, ignoring the gash in my leg. I knew where I was heading I was just hoping that the Hellhound wouldn't get to me first.
I finally came to Central Park, running through the strawberry fields towards the lake- where I knew I can use my powers- but before I could reach it, I felt the paws dig into my back. The weight of the Hellhound forced me onto the ground and push the wind out of me. Riptide fell just out of reach as the beast's own momentum sent him jumping off my back and land just a few feet away from me.
I lifted my head and I could see the drool drip from the the Hellhound's maw. It growled and narrowed its eyes as it crouched. I reached for riptide, wishing my arms- or at least my fingers- were longer than they were. I couldn't reach my weapon, so as all I could was watch and stare at the Hellhound in hopeless. Just as I thought I would loose because of how injured I am I heard the sound of others unsheathing their swords to help. "Thanks" I tried to tell whoever was helping me. "Save your breath. You are badly injured." I heard a female voice tell me. "Let those three handle the Hell Hound" she said. After a few minutes I heard footsteps coming our way. "the Hell Hound is gone." I heard a male voice say.
I looked up towards the voice to see a male figure standing in the shadows of the sun. Relief started to wash over me as the endings of the battles hit me. But, all I could focus on was the boy that was staring down at me, his stygian iron sword gripped tightly in his hand.
Nico... I thought, letting the darkness of unconsciousness seeped through me.
Location: Camp Half Blood, Infirmary
When I woke up the first thing I did was look around. I recognized the building as the infirmary in CHB. I also saw Annabeth and Chiron leaning over me, with a few other campers that I knew. "I saw Nico" I mumbled. "Percy, are you sure it was him? " Annabeth said in a soothing,yet unbelieving voice. "You don't believe me?" I asked kind of hurt by her disbelief. While I was trying to get my friends to believe me I never noticed the group in the back of the room.
Harry Potters POV
Camp Half Blood, Infirmary
We watched this Percy try to convince his friends that he saw someone named Nico. Who he actually saw was me. I stood at the back of the room with the rest of our group my arm around my girlfriend's waist. We all stood there waiting for them to remember us being in the room.
"Potter. This remind you of anything?" Draco asked watching the scene ahead of us. "Not really" I replied. "Really?" he asked. "Yup" I responded. "Well I thought it kind of reminded me of you when we were younger" he replied. "Does not" I said. "Does to" he said back. "Does not" "Does to" "Does not" "Does to" "Does not" "Does to" "Does not" "Does to" by now we had our wands out and were throwing hexes at each other and Sam and Luna were suddenly behind Percy's bed hiding while Neville was in the corner mumbling repeatedly "Emily will save us" rocking back and forth holding a strawberry plant and everybody in the room was looking at us like we were crazy and with a little bit of fear. A roll of thunder made us stop in our tracks. Emily must have heard Neville's rambling or just had enough of our arguing because she stepped between us. We stopped arguing immediately not knowing what she would do to us if we didn't. "Enough you two. You are making us look bad." she hissed. I looked up and noticed she was right. Everybody was staring at us as if we were crazy.