Don't ask how or why I thought of this idea, I just did, okay? I get ideas like this all the time with Invader Zim, so get over it. but I hope this story will turn out as good as my "BAD DAY" story on Invader Zim….194 reviews is shocking, because I didn't think it was that good, but the readers did….but if you're not a fan of Invader Zim and if you are, but you're not a fan of ZATR(Zim and Tak romace), then I don't suggest reading it. but this isn't an Invader Zim story, so I should stop talking about it.

I DO NOT OWN PERCY JACKSON AND THE OPLYPIANS.

Btw, this takes place about two years after "The Last Olympian".

And please, No Flames. Even though I love roasted marshmallows and staring into the flames and stuff, I don't want flamers. If you don't like this, then why the heck are you reading it? and if you're going to flame this, please be nice.

CHAPTER 1

Annabeth's POV

Okay, I was still comprehending what had happened. It was all so quick, so random! One minute, I was working on a scouting mission for Chiron, and the next, im rushing back to camp with some blood-covered dude. Okay, let me start from the beginning. After Kronos was defeated on Olympus and the Great Prophecy ended, we thought the Titans retreated. A bunch of them did, but a few hundred didn't. and six months ago, they made is clear what they wanted. They wanted revenge. Percy was kidnapped by them five months ago, and I was already worried sick when I found out about that. But he was only a good friend…we tried dating for a while, but it just didn't work out. Then I find out Thalia was kidnapped as well. Sure, she was still a Huntress and stuff, but she would write to camp once a month. Five months ago, that stopped, and I know that if something was happening, she would have sent a messaging hawk, but no one in camp saw anything like it. no one heard from Nico ever sense the battle, but that didn't surprise anyone. We all thought he just retreated to the Underworld or continued traveling all over trying to find out more about his family.

Chiron had sent campers out to scout the city, and me and Clarisse were sent this time. We were passing the candy shop where Percy's mom worked, and it was about midnight. Me and Clarisse split up, and each checked the alleys on the opposite side of the main road. I had the left side, and was walking down some pitch black ally way, when out of no where, I hear heavy panting, and something heavy crashes into me, knocking me over. Whatever –or whoever- it was who had crashed into me, fell twice as hard, rolled a few feet, and hit the wall with a bone chilling thud.

"OW!"

I knew by now it was human, and it was a boy. I was about to ask him who he was and what he was doing out this late at night, but he yelled, "Look out!"

I looked behind me and saw at least five monsters speeding this way. I got ready to fight them, but they ran past me, and attacked the boy. Just before they attacked him, through the dim light, I saw that he was covered from head to foot in blood, and was still bleeding from a few cuts, and his head was gushing blood. He looked ready to pass out, with so many scars and painful looking wounds, but then the monsters attacked.

I heard muffled yelps of pain, and then saw something lunged forward, and bit the boys arms. He cried out in pain, and another monster knocked him in the head –hard, I should add- and sent him flying across the ally and crashing into the wall, making more blood pour from uncountable wounds. I saw him weakly try to pull out a sword, but I knew he wouldn't be able to fight. I pulled out my knife, and threw it. it sliced the heads off some of the monsters who were closest to the boy. Then, -thank the gods- Clarisse jumped up out of no where, tossed me my knife back, and we fought off the monsters quickly. I turned back to the boy who crashed into me, but he was too covered in blood and cuts to recognize him.

"Thh….thanks…." and he blacked out.

"Go call camp! Hurry!" I told Clarisse. She didn't argue, and ran off to Iris message camp, while I ripped the bottom of my shirt off and wrapped in around the boys head. It didn't do anything to stop the blood. I panicked a bit, and tried to get him to swallow some nectar, but he wouldn't. he was too weak. The next thing I know, Blackjack, Porkpie, and another Pegasus who's name I didn't know landed just a few feet away. One of the Apollo kids was with them. it was Abby, one of the most experienced healers at the camp.

"Thank the gods." I breathed as she hopped off Porkpie and ran over.

"What happened? Who is this kid?" she asked.

"Im not sure who he is, but he's hurt. I'll explain everything on the way back to camp." I answered.

and that's leads to where I am now. We all made it back to camp, and managed to stop the head-bleeding, and most of the other cuts stopped bleeding now, and the kid was in the clinic, still out cold and covered in blood. I couldn't get the image of how scared he looked when he saw the monsters after he crashed into me out of my head. Chiron finally came out of the clinic.

"Is he alive?" I blurted out.

Chiron nodded. "Barely, but alive either way. If you got him here any later, he would've died. But he's defiantly weak, and will be for the next few days. Theirs is still a chance though that he has brain damage from how hard he hit his head." Chiron sighed.

"Chiron! He's waking up!" one of the Apollo nurses called. Me and Chiron rushed back there, and sure enough, the kid was waking up. A loud, long groan escaped him as he tried to reach up and rub his head, but his arm must have been broken, because he yelped a bit and put his arm down and his eyes open. They were so full of weariness and pain and horror.

"Wh…where am i?" his voice was hoarse and pain dripped from every word.

"Camp Half-Blood." Chiron answered.

"Half-Blood….." the kid seemed to think for a second, trying to remember something.

"Where….Annabeth, Percy and Grover stay?" he asked. Everyone looked over at me. how did this kid know me, Percy, and Grover?

"Yeah…how do you know?" Chiron asked.

"I…I've been here before….a few years ago…and the titans attacked…." He seemed to be racking his brain to remember.

"Can you point out who Annabeth is?" Chiron asked. The kid looked over some of the Apollo kids, but then his eyes rested on me, and he weakly pointed at me.

"Then who are you?" Chiron asked, puzzled.

"Im….im….ugh."

"You're Ugh?" one of the not-so-bright Apollo kids asked.

"No! i…cant remember…." He seemed really stumped on this one. Chiron looked at him a second longer.

"Well, we might as well get you cleaned up." He finally said, then tossed me a rag.

"He seems to know you, Annabeth. I must go tell Mr. D, and calm the other campers, and the Apollo kids have other work to do. Get the blood of his arms and face, if you will." Chiron said.

"Of course." I nodded, and when they left, I turned back to the confused, bloody kid laying in the bed. He shirt was so ripped up, that up could see almost his whole chest. And there was a long, deep scar running down from his shoulder, all the way to his right leg, making a long, ragged diagonal line. The only reason I could see that, was because his shirt was ripped all around it. he didn't seem to like it, but he let me wipe the blood off his right arm, then his left –and he winced when I placed the rag on his left arm- and finally, his face. When I got the blood off his face, I caught my breath. I knew that face.

I blinked at him.

"Are you sure you don't remember your name?" I asked him.

"I know it started with an 'N'." he replied.

"Nico. Nico di Angelo." I told him. he recognized it.

"The Son of Hades." He murmured.

"What else do you remember?" I asked.

"Umm….monsters. tons of them…and….having to eat from the garbage…being alone for…three months fighting off monsters…."

"Do you remember anything that happened earlier?" I asked. It was only 5 in the morning, so there was a chance he might remember.

"No…no I don't."

I sighed. he yawned.

"Go to sleep. im going to go find Chiron." I told him. he didn't protest, and as soon as his eyes closed, I took off running toward the Big House. The whole camp was wandering around, awakened by the urgent and early return of me and Clarisse from earlier. I was still trying to figure out how this scared boy was Nico, the son of Hades, who summoned the dead during the war with the titans. It was kinda hard.

"Chiron!" I called as I reached the Big House. Mr. D and Chiron were on the front porch.

"Great gods, Child, you nearly gave me a heart attack!" Mr. D protested. All the drinking you do is whats gonna give you a heart attack! I wanted to snap at him, but then thought better of it.

"The kid! I found out his name. it's Nico de Angelo. Son of Hades." I panted.

"Nico?" Mr. D asked.

"Yes! The son of Hades….used to play that Myth O Magic game…black hair….made a huge hole in the pavilion….anything ring a bell?" I prompted impatiently.

"Hmmm….nope. not that I care either way." Mr. D stated. Chiron ignored Mr. D's carelessness and trotted back to the clinic. I followed. When we walked in, Nico was fast asleep, snoring slightly. Now that I got a good look at him, he had dark rings around his eyes –the telltale sign of being really, really tired- and a long scar going across his face. His black hair looked like a complete rat's nest, it looked like he'd been wearing the same cloths for months, his sneakers were all torn up, and he really, he looked worse then death. If that's even possible when his dad is the God of the Dead….

Rachel decided to walk in then. I really hated that girl…still. Her eyes rested on Nico, and then a green fog started surround her and her eyes got all green. It was that oracle thing again.

"All else will fail,

only one will reveal…

the dead will rise to fight again

two will make amends

soul shall die by blessed heart

heart shall shield one's blade."

It didn't sound like a rhyme like most did, but then again, this was Rachel, so I didn't find this surprising. The red headed's eyes dulled back to normal colors, and she almost fainted. Chiron caught her just before she hit the ground.

"I guess this means someone will be going on a quest?" I guessed.

"Im afraid so." Chiron answered gravely.

Maybe people will actually like this one! and sorry the prophecy didn't rhyme…I'm not the best poet or rhyme maker….and I just wanted it to say 'blade' in there. No one ever said I make sense, so I can be weird like that!

Please review and don't flame. Flamers make me sad and all flamers will be held responsible for Gir's death. (look up on Google or Deviant ART 'Gir' and look at what pops up! He's so cute!)

And I cant find the one word I want to spell! Darn it! how the heck do you spell 'im-fer-ma-ery'? I know for a fact it has a 'ph' in it, but no matter how I try to spell it, the computer says it's wrong! And this is gonna drive me crazy…