Nico and the mortal instruments gang
AUTHORS NOTE: hey guys! It's been a little while so I'm going to try this out…Please be kind- I'm new at the writing thing!
This is a Percy Jackson and Mortal Instruments crossover. There won't be too much of the Percy Jackson characters (mostly Nico), but I see an interesting possibility by introducing some of the characters I have grown to love! If you have any suggestions pm me- I like to see what you think. Hope you like it! :p
Nico's pov
"There's just nothing like being alone and having questions", I grumbled to myself. I don't know where I can go now! What am I supposed to do? The campers were not always the best, but sometimes it was ok while they were around. Everyone just seemed to be so connected to each other, and I just couldn't stand being left out, or included in their activities. They've all known each other for so long, and I just don't have many people that are close…Leaving for the summer seemed like a good idea at the time, and coming back in the autumn as they started to leave was supposed to be the plan…I guess In time it might be a good choice. My friends and Will respected that, or I thought they did, but now I see my mistake. I don't have any family, barely any money (unless you count drachmas), and I don't know anyone else. I just feel alone"… Nico thought desperately to himself. The sun was starting to draw closer to the horizon, and an occasional breeze would sweep through the cemetery, breaking up the stale humid air that was beginning to take over. The summer only campers arrived only two weeks ago. The change of seasons to autumn seemed to be decades away. The sunlight still fading from the day, bringing on the darkness of a moonless night, and then there was the cemetery. There was no-one around to see the black clad boy walking into the cemetery and sitting alone on a bench, twisting the skull ring nervously.
A glittering obsidian rock was lying on the ground next to my foot, catching the last bands of sunlight. Picking up the rock, and addressing it, as if it were a magical stone that would solve any problem, "Nico Di'Angelo, instructed by his father to be with the living people for a while…what shall I do now? Oh! All seeing and all knowing stone? What is your bidding?" Just silence, of course! No reply! No suggestion! Shaking my head I tossed the stone into the darkness, "thanks for nothing!" I muttered. I sat there for well over 30 minutes and still was not sure of what to do. "I can't go to my father's realm for a little while, I'm stuck here. How am I supposed to make it through the summer? Hanging out with the living is just not my style, I debated quietly with myself. The breeze kicked in again, this time carrying the laughter and conversation of people. Sitting in the shadows, watching groups of kids and teens walk idly by. "Yep This is a great start!" I said out loud. The voices grew closer, and then I felt it. There were monsters nearby but they did not feel exactly "Greek". I wearily stood up, fixed my dark aviators jacket and unsheathed the black stygian iron sword. Very slowly I walked toward the edge of the dew-covered grass and stepped out of the cemetery. I looked around but did not see anything. I stepped back a few steps, and considered going back toward the bench where I had spent most of my night, but changed my mind.
Within 5 minutes or so, a group of teenagers walked by. There was a medium height girl with fiery red hair and light blue eyes. She had a friendly tone to her voice, not too high pitched, but more like she might break into song. Next to her was a boy with light blue eyes, much like the girl, but he had blond hair. He seemed very interested in the girl and their conversation. Directly behind them was a girl with raven black hair that fell most of the way down her back. She was exotic in appearance, with dark almost scary eyes and crimson red lips. She was holding the hand of the brown haired boy walking next to her. Trailing behind the "couples" was a tall dark haired boy with light brown eyes and almost the same color hair. He seemed more preoccupied in thought, and occasionally spoke, his words surrounded in sarcasm, addressing someone he called "red". He seemed impatient, walking a faster pace than the rest of the group. Scanning each person together, they looked different but there was a similarity in their gazes. Each had weird symbols drawn on (or into!) their arms, and they carried angelic blades and daggers.
That's suspicious…the drawings look like runes, something I remember reading about years earlier when I was growing up. Maybe they are some kind of monster, or monster hunter…I wonder what they would think of me! I really have nothing to do, but I know it's late. I think I'll follow them. Might give me something to do!
The black clad teenagers, with daggers and stealth-like movements walked down the sidewalk and about two buildings behind them, I blended in with the shadows. "My dark clothes and boots with my olive skin, black eyes and black hair are a perfect cloaking for me," I mumbled, smiling to myself. "Maybe…or they might know I'm here. I wonder if they noticed the weird kid in black with a sword following them by now." This thought crossed my mind, and I began picking up speed, heading toward the next alleyway to disappear.
Jaces pov
Walking along the darkened street, I listened to Clary talking about her recent drawings. We had been looking for vampires as we walked, heading to yet another of Magnus' parties. We walked by a cemetery with no distinct walls of separation, and shortly after, this kid dressed in black began flowing us. We continued to Magnus' and the kid remained a distance behind, keeping pace, but then began to walk a little faster. I wonder if the others noticed. Isabelle is going on about fashion and her outfit for the evening, and, as always, Simon is enthralled with her words. I honestly think she could say anything and he would be starry eyed! I glance at Clary suddenly, as she stopped talking, and I notice her lips are twisted into a puzzled knot. Her hand moves up to the side of her face, and she grabs a stray piece of hair and begins twisting it in her hand. She looks at me and her eyes grow wide, but she says nothing. I think she read my mind about our "guest". I wonder if he is be a vampire, and wonder if the others are thinking the same thing, just that nobody has acted on their suspicion. The shadow of the kid makes me thing that he is carrying a sword or something. That can't be good…but at least no one's around right now.
The kid picked up speed, walking faster and the others did notice-Izzy grasps Simons hand tighter and Clary becomes tenser then she was. I look over at my shoulder toward Alec and he is completely ignoring everything, deep in thought, probably eager to see Magnus. With his pace quickening, the kid passes us and goes into an alleyway like he wants us to follow, so we stop and look at each other. "I think we should follow him- he might be a threat." Clary says before she tightly grabs my hand. "I think red is right this time only we should check it out," Alec said in a bored tone before he smirked like he won something. "I think it's worth checking out, and then we get to the party," Izzy says fast, then tries to distract Clary before she jumps at Alec. "Then let's go check it out, but let's be cautious we don't want any one getting hurt," I say matter of factly. It was just that quick glance of the kid as he walked by, but he had a strange aura of death and dreary air around him… he must be a downworlder. Izzy rolls her eyes and we continue walking to the alley where the weird kid went.
Nicos pov again
I walked into the alleyway, knowing they would follow me, and I melted into the shadows. Oh! the wonderful feeling of being engulfed in shadow! I heard talking even though it was faint and then after a few moments I heard footsteps. I calm my breathing, then they walked into the narrow, one-way out alleyway. Then stopped not far from me, and I stepped out of the shadows. At first, I was not sure if they saw me. It did not matter. I turned my back to them and I heard a voice call "hey kid we want like to talk to you for a minute- if you don't mind." The voice was a male, although I wasn't sure which of the group was speaking. The voice was calm and disciplined, but youthful. I turned and looked at them. The single male from the back of the group looked pissed. I had obviously messed up his plans for the evening! The raven haired girl and her boyfriend looked focused, periodically glancing around to make sure nobody else came into the alleyway. The boy in the front had a poker face on, and was difficult to read. Meanwhile, the redhead, probably the poker face's girl friend, was standing there relaxed with a small welcoming smile.
"Hey, ummm, I don't want any trouble here. I didn't do anything….I think you're in the wrong place." I said in a laid-back tone. The male in the front smirked and cracked his neck to the side. I had a feeling that they might be looking for trouble or something, but they had a mysterious feeling around them. The tension in the air was thick, and with the height of the surrounding buildings, the occasional breeze I felt earlier was non-existent. "Do you know what a downworlder is?" the red headed girl asked boldly. I thought for a moment, and smirked. I answered her question with a question-"do you know what a demigod is?" All of them frowned at my answer, and I laughed out loud at their response. "What's your name kid?" the girl with long raven hair asked. "My name is Nico the ghost king. What are your names mortals?" I asked with a rare smile. It felt weird when it plagued my lips but it was not too horrible. "My name is Clary, my boyfriend is Jace" she said gesturing to the boy next to her. "This is Simon and his girlfriend Isabelle and in the back is Izzys brother Alec," Clary said with a friendly smile. The girl Izzy yawned and then smiled to her Simon. "Well, thanks for the interesting talk, but I should get going, sorry to leave so soon," I said with a devious smirk and turned around to walk away. "Sorry, Nico, I'm afraid we can't let you do that," Simon said sadly. I turned to see that they had pulled their weapons out and was getting closer. I faced them head-on- "Oh yeah? Who's gonna stop me?" Before I could run I felt a hand grasp my shoulder tightly. "Don't make us do something we will regret, Nico," Clary said with a sad smile. Then, Jace pushed my back into the wall putting a sword under my throat. I smiled at him, "I'm afraid you can't catch a shadow," I said. Simon must be able to read my mind because he pulled a bright glowing stone from his pocket. "Sorry Nico, no shadows to hide in now." Alec said with an annoying smirk. "Tell us what you are and we may let you go Nico, I'm sure you have somewhere you want to go, so do we." Izzy said understandingly. Simon looked at me, maybe he didn't consider me a threat. Could he read my mind? "Fine, but do you swear on the river Styx to keep your promise? All of you?" I said. The blade under my chin was burning, it must be cursed or something. "On the angel, we swear to keep our promise to Nico," they all said in sync- except for Alec. I didn't feel threatened anymore, so I decided to tell them about myself. "Fine! I'm a demi god of the Greek regiment. Now tell me what you are and get that damn blade off of my throat, please." I growled out the last word… That freaking sword felt like Greek fire. "We are shadow hunters and…wait. Jace, get it off his throat! He is cursing at us in his head." Simon said and shrugged apologetically. "Well good night, shadow hunters." I said after Jace took that fire blade off of my poor throat. "Hey, Jace? Could he stay with us? Nico does not have anywhere to go," Simon said suddenly. I turned around and looked at him- "GET OUT OF MY HEAD! I don't even let my friends know what's in my head not less a stranger. I swear on the river Styx that I will make sure you go to Taurturus when you die if you don't stop." I growled and snarled out to him, "If I wanted half emposia in my head I would be friends with them," I said and glared at the group. "How did you know?" Simon whispered and shifted uncomfortably on his feet. "Know what?" I said back to Simon. "That I was half vampire?" he growled and picked his head up and I saw his red eyes, they looked at me hungrily. "How did you know what emposia are." This time Alec answered me. "We study myths. You're a Greek demi-god, right?" Alec asked. "Who's your godly parent?" Clary asked with wide eyes. "Look, I'm sorry. That is something I don't tell anyone." I tried to keep my mind clear and not think of my father or Simon would know. "You know what? How about you come to a party with us at our friend's house," Izzy piped up. "I'm afraid I can't… I need to get going?" I said lamely. The truth was that I wasn't sure I could trust them and I still needed to find a place to stay. "Why don't you come to the party with us, then you can come back to the institute for the night," Simon said. Before I could think about it, Izzy said "I'm sure mom wouldn't mind, and you can leave in the morning." "Yeah you might just have fun," Clary said with a smile. I looked around the group, and almost smiled, but stopped myself in time. "OK, fine but I'm leaving in the morning."
A/N: hope you liked the first chapter the second will be up soon. Remember if you like it review, if you don't like it then don't read. If you have suggestions then please pm me. Have a good night now.
