So, I am editing my earlier chapters! Good news, I will be updating WAY more frequently! Bad news, I will be starting from the beginning again.

I apologize, seeing that I left you guys on a cliffhanger.

Although, there is the possibility that, since I haven't updated in so long, you have forgotten the cliffhanger!

Eh. Just read and review.

Hey. Nico di Angelo, son of Hades, here. Y'know, savior of Olympus, hero of the Second Titan War?

Alright, fine, technically that was Percy freaking Jackson, and maybe Annabeth and Grover the satyr, but they could not have done it without me. As in, we would all probably be dead.

No, that is not my ego talking. C'mon, don't I get any credit for the Styx thing? I mean, I snuck us out of the Underworld? Sure, it was my fault in the first place, but I didn't know that my father was a dirty, stinking li—

Ahem. Anyways, I'm writing this so that after I lose my sanity and end up in a mental asylum, people will know what happened to the famous zombie kid. And they would know that it was all Annabeth's fault.

Actually, most of it was me.

But it started out with Annabeth! See, I was just sitting peacefully in my cabin, minding my own business, when I heard a loud knock on my door. Well, you should know, by sitting peacefully, I mean catching up on desperately needed sleep when I should be in a counselors meeting that Chiron called 'A very important emergency meeting that should not be missed under any circumstances'.

But come on, how important can it be?

Either way, I have an excuse; I was up late with Travis and Conner spying on the Aphrodite cabin. And it's not what you think, calm down! We were trying to get back at them for decorating the Hades cabin bright pink, with glitter No, Iwas trying to get back at them. Travis and Conner were there to help me out, and for the perks of spying on the Aphrodite cabin. Unfortunately, to pass the time, Travis and Connor had a crazy idea to play a Pokémon game.

"Ursaring." Travis said confidently.

"Er, Gastly!" Conner replied, and then the two sons of Hermes turned to me.

I stared at them for a moment. "What?" I asked, rolling my eyes.

"It's your turn." Travis said, casually.

"Alright, what do I do?"

Conner sighed dramatically, shared an exaggerated annoyed expression with his brother, and then turned to me. "You name a Pokémon that starts with the same letter as the last letter of the one named by the person before you. I said Gastly. You have to say one starting with Y." He said, and looked at me expectantly.

I shrugged. "Sorry guys, I don't know any Pokémon." I said, ignoring their indignant sputters. I leaned on the wall of the cabin and closed my eyes, trying to tune out Travis and Connor's whisperings about Pokémon. I remember some kids at my old school used to talk about it, but the cards were always too expensive for Bianca's and my allowance at our school. Instead, she bought me my Mythomagic cards to make up for it. I smiled in nostalgia, thinking of the days I shared with Bianca before we were brought to Camp Half-Blood.

I spent most of the night there waiting for the Aphrodite kids to fall asleep before we could sneak in and draw on their shirtless men posters. After a couple of hours of kneeling in the thorny bushes outside the Aphrodite cabin, Travis, Connor, and I finally managed to sneak in. I was holding my nose the entire time, but it seemed as if the two Hermes boys were impervious to the mix of fumes that were floating around the cabin.

I admit I'm not really one to prank other cabins, or engage in other forms of self inflicted harm. And usually, other cabins leave me alone too. It's a mutual relationship. Even the Hermes cabin has accepted the fact that no good will come out of pranking the Hades cabin. Most probably because I am actually smart, and I won't run screaming through camp if someone pranks me.

The Athena cabin may be full of the smartest kids here, but they fail to understand that their tantrums about the spiders that Clarisse had snuck into their cabin don't usually scare us, but amuse us. If you act as if it doesn't affect you whatsoever, the prank loses it's humor, and becomes meaningless.

One downside to my flawless logic is that along with inhuman intelligence comes a very unexciting life and lack of appreciation for the incredible dumb actions of my fellow campers. Which are incredibly dumb.

So you must be wondering why I'm sneaking into the Aphrodite cabin today?

Well, they broke the pact. Needless to say, it was an unspoken pact, but a pact nonetheless. And they broke it.

So, according to this kid, all Hades is about to break loose.

I smirked evilly as I stared up at a poster hanging on the wooden wall of the cabin, and reached into my pocket to pull out a marker I got from the camp store this morning. I checked the label, and in bold dark letters was the words Skerpie: A marker that will last forever!

Shrugging at the poor imitation of a Sharpie, I uncapped the marker and decided to start with the devil horns. I stood up on my toes and reached up and—

"What the Hades?" I muttered, the marker coming up dry. I apologize, I did not realize that forever meant until the moment you uncap the marker. I looked over my shoulder and spotted a bright red marker rolling towards Travis' feet. I waved a hand to catch the sandy haired boy's attention, and Travis' head snapped up.

"Travis!" I whispered urgently, trying not to wake up Lacy, a somewhat innocent but deadly new camper. "Hand me that marker over there, I want to mutilate this poster." I said after Travis had nodded questionably at me.

"What!" I heard Conner gasp dramatically, and in the dark I could see his outline placing a hand over his heart. "Do you even know who that is?" he asked, offended.

I glanced at the poster behind me, which consisted of a blonde guy with his shirt thrown over his shoulder, looking far into the distance. I shuddered, and turned back to Conner. "I really couldn't care less. Come on Conner, don't tell me that you're being seduced by men who aren't even wearing shirts!"

Conner wrinkled his nose, and raised both hands defensively. "No way dude, not me! But that's Tom Felton, the British guy who played Draco Malfoy!"

"And I liked him a lot better in the movies when he was fully clothed. Come on Travis, you know the books are better than the movies anyways! And when did you guys get any time to leave camp and watch the movie?" Travis and Conner suddenly became very interested in their shoes, and I rolled my eyes. "Alright Travis, just give it to me before everyone wakes up!" I held out a hand and waited for him to hand me the bright red marker.

Travis hesitated, and shook his head. "No way, man, we can't let you do that to a TOM FELTON poster. Tom Felton is GOD."

My jaw dropped. Were they serious?

"Fine. I'll do it myself." I headed towards the red marker on the ground, but then I felt someone punch me in the stomach.

Someone, of course, being Conner.

"OOF" I gasped, grabbing at my stomach with both hands. I staggered backwards, right onto Drew's bed. For a moment, Travis, Connor, and I stared at each other in horror. After what seemed eternity, Drew bolted up and screamed into my ear. "OH MY GODS WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING!"

All of the other Aphrodite kids started to stir. I did what any normal son of Hades trying to prank the Aphrodite cabin would do.

I ran.

"NICO! DON'T LEAVE US!" I heard the tormented screams of Travis and Conner as they prepared to be cursed by the Aphrodite cabin. I chuckled to myself as I remembered the last time the Stoll brothers were cursed by the Aphrodite kids; they had come to breakfast the next day with ugly makeup and clothes two sizes too small. I ran into the Hades cabin and flung myself onto my bed, ready to deny any 'false' accusations Travis and Conner say about me in the morning.

What can I say? I'm a son of Hades. Selfishness comes naturally.

Of course, I slept in, which brings me to my previous story. Annabeth being the annoying daughter of Athena, and me being in big trouble since I didn't wake up on time.

Of course, Annabeth just walked in after I didn't answer the door, and felt the need to literally drag me out of bed, force me to pull on my pants and my jacket, and follow her out to the Big House. Well, she isn't Seaweed Brain's girlfriend for nothing.

Of course, I protested, but between you and me, I'd take Kronos over a pissed daughter of Athena. Especially a pissed daughter of Athena and named Annabeth Chase.

That girl is scary.

"No!" I whimpered, clinging to my bed sheets, as Annabeth tugged on the other end of them, "No, Leslie, don't let her take me!"

Annabeth stopped attempting to pull me off my bed for a moment. "…Leslie?" she asked, trying to hold back a laugh.

Still clutching my bed sheets tightly, disregarding the fact that the top half of my body was hanging off of my bed, I nodded my head rapidly, staring wide eyed up at the blonde girl. "Yeah, Leslie! That's what I named my bed." I said proudly.

Annabeth raised an eyebrow at me. "Nico, you know that Leslie is a girl's name. Your bed is a girl?"

I shook my head, pouting. "Leslie is a unisex name. Equality for everyone!" I yelled to no one in particular, and then fell with a thud to the floor when Annabeth tugged particularly hard on my bed sheets.

As you can see, I'm not really a morning person. Annabeth managed to coerce a half awake Nico to get ready and follow her to the Big House, where the grumpy counselors were waiting for a certain son of Hades.

In my defense, I'm like the youngest one there. I have an excuse.

When I voiced my thoughts to the counselors, they just glared at me. I guess it just takes time for people to accept genius.

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