Prologue
Nico di Angelo. Who was he? The unwanted one. The son of Hades. That was all anyone needed to know.
He wanted to be left alone. He wanted peace and quiet. Was that to much to ask for? Apparently it was.
He had been wandering the streets of London for no apparent reason. He always knew there was something wrong with England. There was a strange feeling he got whenever he shadow traveled here.
Suddenly he got a weird gut feeling like he was about to get in trouble. He dismissed it as an emotion of sadness. Oh the irony of how correct he was in the first place.
A/N: Sorry for such a short chapter. But this is a prologue and I write short chapters. I'll try to upload the next chapter very soon.
