When Death Took the Matter on Its Own Hand
Author note: This is my first story so please go easy on me.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Percy Jackson.
"…" Talk.
'…' Think.
Chapter 1
In a dark place, full of dread and death, a lone boy with shaggy black hair and equally dark brown eyes walked along the corridor ignoring the plea of the torture souls around him. This place largely known as hell or tartarus by a select few people, yet the boy no older than 16 years old dared to set his feet in this cursed place, no fear laced at his face. He was Nico Di Angelo, the son of Hades, God of Dead who rules over the underworld.
"Excuse me, my Lord." One of the ghosts who served Hades addressed him. Nico glanced at him.
"Lord Hades calls you to his chamber." The ghost said. Nico nodded and said
"You may go." The ghost bowed then left.
Nico began going deeper inside until he arrived at one of many chambers. The chamber was dark with fire was the only source of light and a man with intense black eyes, shoulder-length jet-black hair, albino white skin and he wears black silk robes made from the most evil of souls sat on the chair.
"Did you call for me, Father?" Nico asked.
"Yes," Hades answered and looked at his son. "I have a favor for you." Nico nodded. "Lately, there is something bothering me about a mortal who cheat death for the second time through Horcruxes."
"Horcrux-Es? Father how many are there?" Nico shocked. "I mean it's highly improbable."
A Horcrux was an object used to store part of a person's soul so that in the event that the body of the user who created the Horcrux is destroyed, the user still had a means of surviving. That was why Nico was shock knowing that someone dared to split his or her soul to many pieces.
"Yes Nico. It is improbable but that doesn't mean impossible. The name of this man is Tom Riddle." Hades looked at his son meaningfully.
"I will do it, Father." Nico answered and went his way.
"Wait, Nico," Hades halted him. "There is a prophecy about his defeat, although it is still undetermined so I want you to go to his school."
"School, Father?" Nico asked disbelievingly.
"Yes, school. It is called Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. And the prophecy is about a boy he is as old as you, but it is irrelevant. Since he, Tom Riddle where about is unknown, I want you to go to the school called Hogwarts and searched his where about since the leader who opposed Riddle and many children of his follower at his school."
"I understand, father." Nico answered.
"Go to The Camp and asked the seer." Hades answered.
"Yes. Good day father." Nico left him.
"I hope for your safety son." Hades said to the empty room.
Nico went outside the chamber and walked to his room. Arriving there, he began searching for Hogwarts but never found it. He even asked some of the ghosts but none of them had any use. The one who had couldn't talk about it probably because they swore in River Styx without knowing it.
'Hmm wizards and witches use magic probably the children of Hecate know them. I guess it's time I visit her and the camp.' Nico thought.
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