Hello dear readers! I'm here with yet another Percy Jackson fan fic. I wasn't planning on publishing this but then it turned into something with some sort of plot. It won't be just Percy Jackson but that's the main fandom so we'll leave it at that for now.

hope you like it :)

Chapter 1

"I won't press the button," I muttered as I clicked the button that said exactly that. I'd been playing 'will you press the button?' for the better part of two hours. Maybe it was two minutes. In fact, it could have been two days for all I knew. When on the internet all concepts of time are lost at least that's how it is for me.

"You gain the power to bring any fictional character to life," I read out loud. "But the Bears win every superbowl now and forever... That's awesome! I don't even like sports!" I exclaimed, slamming down the button and waited for the next option to come up.

After another ten rounds or so I switched to tumblr where I saw a few gifs of people fangirling over the House of Hades. After seeing those posts I immediately closed the laptop and reached for the book, a sudden will to reread the latest book in the Heroes of Olympus series. After a few chapters I sighed and said, "I wish Nico were real so I could give him a hug and tell him everything was okay."

A few chapters later and it was 2am so I decided to put the book down, turn off the lights and go to sleep. Had I not been asleep I would have seen a strange blue light surrounding my copy of the House of Hades. The light pulsated changing from blue to black to red and then repeating the sequence.

When I opened my eyes to the sound of my alarm telling me that it was 7am I was greeted by the sight of a slim boy no more than 14 years old. He had choppy black hair, dark eyes that were sunken into his pale face. He wore a black skull T-shirt, black skinny jeans and a leather aviator jacket. Around his waist was a skull buckled belt with a creepy ass black sword attached (Stygian Iron, my subconscious told me) and on his finger was a skull ring that was capital C, Creepy.

"Nico," I gasped without thinking about it. I was probably still asleep; there was no way that the FICTIONAL CHARCTER Nico Di Angelo had just appeared in my room over night. At the same time if it wasn't Nico and I wasn't dreaming I should probably scream or something because there was a creepy dude with a scary looking sword standing in my room.

The boy turned around looking very confused but he seemed to recognise the name. "Yes? Where am I?" he asked.

"Uh you're in my room..." I told him, pulling my blanket up toward my chin. That clearly wasn't helpful so I told him the exact location. "You're in London."

"London... As in England?" he asked.

I nodded.

"But I was just shadow travelling to... Uh I mean..." He trailed off, realizing that I might be a mortal and that I wouldn't know what shadow travelling is. It was then that a crazy idea popped into my head. It was impossible but so was having a fictional character brought to life.

"I think I know what's goin on," I told him though saying it made me feel like a crazy person I went and said it anyway. "I was playing this game called will you push the button last night and there was a button that said you can bring any fictional character to life but the bears will win ever superbowl now and forever. Naturally, I pressed the button. I think... I think it must have worked... But it's crazy... It's just a game!"

"I'm not a fictional character!" Nico exclaimed.

"You are. I've read books about you and your friends' adventures," I told him, not sure whether to feel excited or stalker-ish... if that was in fact a feeling... "You're Nico Di Angelo. A Demi god. Son of Hades. King of Ghosts. You were born back in the olden days, when world war two was happening, sorry I'm not good with dates... You and your sister, Bianca," he flinched as I said her name. "Sorry," I told him and then I carried on proving that I knew more about him than most people in his world did. "You and your sister were locked in the lotus hotel to keep you safe. When you got out it was a whole different time, you were found by Percy Jackson and his friends and taken to camp half blood, a camp for Greek Demi-gods. Bianca died, you found out the extent of your powers, you raised your half sister, Hazel, from the dead, helped the seven demi gods of the prophecy of seven find the house of Hades so you could save Annabeth and Percy. You faced Eros where you admitted that you had a crush on Percy Jackson but you forced Jason, the only one who was there, to keep it quiet. And now you were on your way to camp half blood to return the Athena Partheons and heal the rift between the Greek and Roman demi gods. At least until whatever magic weird freaky thing happened and brought you here into my world."

Nico stood with his hand on his sword as if he was debating killing me because I knew too much and his mouth hanging open. "How did you know all that?" he tried to sound aggressive but he was too awestruck to make it sound authentic.

"I told you, I read it in a book. Here in my world you're a fictional character, I have the power to bring any fictional character to life." As I said it I knew it was true. As crazy and as unrealistic as it sounded, I knew that it couldn't be truer. I just had to hope that time stood still in Nico's world whilst he was here in my world- or else the whole quest would go wrong. But then again, 'fictional' implies that it isn't real so who knew how this whole thing worked? I certainly didn't.

I will get around to describing the narrator of this fic but it couldn't be done effectively in this chapter. Lemme know what you think, more reviews equate to quicker updates :D