3rd Person POV
"Nico? Nico, where are you?" Voices cut through the cool morning air.
Nico stood over a freshly-dug grave. First his mother, then Bianca, and now Jason. He turned away, not wanting them to see the tear tracks on his cheeks.
"Nico! There you are!" Hazel came up to him. "Reyna says to come quick, Annabeth sent a raven."
"A raven?" he asked, confused. With Iris-Messages down and video scrolls out of commission, most messages were either delivered by a Pegasus flyer or some brave soul willing to run across the country with a message.
"Yeah, her cousin Magnus' idea. I don't know where she got it, but she sent a message by raven. Now, come on! Reyna said to come as soon as possible!"
"Alright, alright, I'm coming. Do you know what it's about?"
"No idea, just come quick!"
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"Neeks! I was wondering if you would ever come out of there!" Reyna exclaimed as he came in.
Seeing his face, she quieted. "Oh, I'm sorry. It's just so strange; Jason being-"
"Don't say it." He cut her off. "Why did you want to see me?"
"Annabeth said… you should just read it." She handed him a paper:
Reyna, Nico,
Chiron got a message from an old friend. Nico, you need to come to camp quickly. This may seem strange, but apparently, wizards and witches are real. And Hecate has requested that you attend their school in Scotland. You will be protecting three students from the wizards' enemy: Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and Hermione Granger. But Chiron says that you can't fight the evil wizard -- Tom Riddle, also called Voldemort -- outright. We are forbidden to get involved with their problems. You will be shadow-traveling to a field near where these students are staying. The only people to know your true identity will be the headmaster, Professor Dumbledore, and a teacher, Professor McGonagall. You are a transfer student from Delphi School of Magic; your headmaster is Professor Brunner. Good luck.
-Annabeth
That was it. "Good luck." No "I'll miss you" or "hope you don't die!" Just good luck. Oh well. He was used to it.
It was then he realized the others were staring at him. "Okay. I'll do it."
AN: So, how do you like it? Chapters will hopefully be prewritten; I will try to reply to comments.E out.