"The one you love most shall betray you, this will come to pass Nico", said a raspy voice, "and it is inevitable. There is nothing you can do to prevent it, it has been decreed by The Fates long ago."
Nico awoke gasping; there it was the same dream five nights straight. He was really starting to get worried. He took a quick look around himself; he was lying in his bed in his apartment. His apartment was in New York City, its walls painted black; on his nightstand he saw his Hades Mythomagic figurine and Stygian Iron sword. He wore a skull shaped ring on his finger, and solid black pajamas.
Nico leapt out of bed and threw on his clothes, and then, as an afterthought grabbed his sword. He had an appointment to meet with Thalia, Annabeth, and Percy at Camp Half-blood at 1:00 and he didn't want to be late. Even after all these years, he still remained close friends with them. He then stepped into his bathroom, turned off the lights, and shadow traveled away.
Nico landed in the middle of his cabin at camp, and promptly walked outside, almost immediately he ran into Annabeth and Percy, their arms interlocked, when they had turned eighteen they had bought an apartment and moved in together, they weren't married, but it was serious. The quickly started talking and caught up. The as they were walking, Thalia ran out of the Artemis cabin, short of breath. "I'm glad I found you so quickly", she said, "We need to talk."