A/N: Sooo I have decided to post a fanfiction I've been writing, I will update on Sundays.

Nico was dining peacefully by himself at his table in the dining hall. Which, as can be guessed, meant the war was over, and everyone was thankfully still alive.

The Romans had finally made their stupid peace, ending the stupid feud. Octavian was actually banished, for he had directly disobeyed all three praetors. Actually, that issue had been resolved, and fairly easily by Roman standards. When Percy appointed Frank to be praetor, he had renounced his own role, so now the two leaders of New Rome were Reyna and Frank. Jason had kinda lost his lead when Reyna appointed Percy, so Jason wasn't an issue. He was fine with it, of course.

Jason was actually staying at Camp Half-blood now, in the Zeus cabin. He decided that was where he belonged. He didn't mention it, but Nico along with everyone else knew a big part of his decision was the fact that Piper was here.

All of the couples had been almost completely inseparable since they defeated Gaea, of course nobody had any idea of how they defeated the goddess in the first place. Nico had been with Reyna, ending the conflict between the two camps, so he missed most if not all of the details. The seven did not like to talk about it.

They had changed, though nobody really knew why. They all had different methods of coping with whatever it was they went through. Annabeth and Piper were both very quiet now and didn't talk much, preferring to be alone. Percy now reminded people of Leo, being much less serious about everything, and doing his best to make people laugh.

Leo had just turned up his charm, trying even harder than before to make sure everyone was happy, all the time. Jason hadn't changed much either, still acting like he was responsible for everything and everyone. Like a leader.

As for Nico's sister and her boyfriend, they hadn't been seen much. They had returned to New Rome almost immediately, and Nico had not visited them yet. Percy had insisted that Nico stay at camp year-round, but there wasn't much hope of that.

It had only been a week, though.

Nico finished his breakfast, which had consisted of a bagel and a pomegranate. Though the fruit of his father often brought back memories of his time in a jar, he still made sure to eat one every day out of respect. He was a son of Hades, after all.

"Nico!" Somebody called. Not just anyone, though. Percy. Nico turned to see him, with Annabeth at his side (of course). "We were wondering, do you want to go play volleyball or something? With us and Jason, Piper, and Leo?" Oh, great, Nico thought sarcastically.

"I, uh, I'm, going to... Um, take Mrs. O'Leary for a walk." Nico finished. He didn't want to be around so many people, much less play an actual sport. Even though he was fit, and could sword fight and such, he really didn't like sports.

"Ok..." Percy said, but the Ghost King was already speed-walking away. He could have shadow traveled, sure, but that would seem suspicious. Ah, well, Nico shrugged.

His feet ended up taking him to the woods, and just as well, with the excuse he had given Percy.

Nico sighed, might as well check if there was any news from the underworld. He pulled out a six pack of chicken nuggets from his coat pocket, took a bite of one, and placed them on the ground.

He was so practiced that by now he didn't even have to say anything to summon the undead. Nico liked to think that whenever they smelled McDonald's on the ground, they knew it was him.

So now there was a half decayed skeleton standing in front of the Ghost King.

"My lord." He bowed.

"What is your name?" Nico asked.

"Dimitri." The undead man answered.

"Well, Dimitri, have any news of the underworld?" Nico never was one for any small talk.

"I do not think that I am supposed to say... The undead do not speak about it." Dimitri seemed very reluctant to talk, but that just made Nico roll his eyes, not swayed in the slightest.

"Tell me." Nico growled.

"Hades has been refusing to speak to anyone but Persephone, and she's in the mortal world for the summer. The dead are getting anxious. Perhaps, if it's not to much to ask, my lord, you could see him?" Dimitri spoke quickly, and held his hand in a salute while he talked. Nico sighed.

"I could try, but I was going to visit my sister today." Nico explained, and he wasn't really in the mood to talk to his father. "Dimitri, you are dismissed."

The skeleton faded back into the ground with a small sigh of relief.

That was odd, Nico thought. That ghost certainly hadn't told him everything.

"Well," Nico sighed. "Off to see my sister... and her boyfriend..."