This story, is like one of those stories you read and you can't help but think 'It can't end like that.' So instead of being a one-shot, its now a story. I did have someone ask me questions and the only answer I can give you is this. "All in due time young grasshopper. Read and you will see."

Gary: You know there is a possibility the person is older then you.

Hush it Gary! Don't ruin my mojo! Okay so I was being a total fangirl last night over Nico and I stumbled upon this thing.

So the 7 are standing in front of the gods about to be rewarded. Annabeth steps up and asks, "I will like to say something, anything without fear of being punished or retribution." And Zeus, confused, allows her this request. She turns to Hera and says, "Fuck you." And Percy gets dragged out the throne room because he was laughing so hard.

Gary: *shakes*

Its okay Gary. You can laugh. *giggle* I died last when I read it. I'm still laughing! Oh you have to love some people with their gift of twining humor with our favorite couples.

There was another one:

Percy: What does YOLO mean?

Annabeth: Its an acronym for 'You only live once.'

Percy: What does that mean?

Annabeth: Basically it means flirting with death.

Nico: *bats eyelashes* Well hello there.

I'm in love with the # for #nicoisgay. Thats where I found all these if you're interested. Oh and if any of your parents ask you why you're reading or Is that all you do, tell them this. "I could be a drug addict. Do you realize how lucky you are?"

Gary! I you don't laugh you're lungs will bust! Laugh already! Jeez!

Gary: *passes out*

You are an idiot, Gary. I don't own the characters. If that happened I would be rich with tons of fangirls screaming at my front door.

Note: Both Percy and Nico are new people. They have new names, new fate, new life, new everything. Percy will be known as Jordan Riden son of Poseidon, and Nico will be known Dakota Bowling son of Hades. Their personality will be different. So Jordan is more like Nico and Dakota is more like Percy. Oh boy! Lets hope this doesn't get confusing

Nico closed his eyes, letting memories wash over him. All the pain, the loneliness, would end right here. His feet brushed the side of the River Lethe. Nico looked down to the ragged cuts on his two wrists. They were deep, but of course being a ghost they were no longer bleeding. If he was going be reborn, he had to die in some form.

The murky water splashed against his skin, and the boy suddenly forgot his name. He clenched his jaw. He had to do this, before he forgot the reason why he was doing this.

"Make it count." he whispered. "This time, it will be different." The boy bent his knees, clenched his fist and leaped in the air, diving under the water.

And just like that he felt his ghostly form dissolving, along with the memories of pain, and suffering.

12 Years After Percy/Nico's Death

Dakota (son of Hades)

I did not choose the half-blood life. Lets get this straight, before I start this long adventure. I did not choose the half-blood life. The half-blood life chose me. Remember all the stories your parents told about creatures lurking in the dark? You must know, not all those stories were entirely fake fables that are told around the campfire. If you refuse to believe me, go right on ahead. Just don't be too surprise when a snake lady appears under your bed at night.

If you do believe me, if you are finally realizing those red eyes that you saw outside your window, stop staring at the screen and run. Run and learn to use a sword, because thats what will keep you alive in the near future.

Now if you're just here looking for a good story, go right on and read. I envy you, honestly I do. You certainly don't have worry about saving the world.

My name is Dakota Bowling. I turn 13 a week from now. Life was pretty normal, or as normal life can be for a troubled kid like me. Now, I would go into this long summary about the weird occurences in my miserable life like the time I thought I was seeing dead people, or the time when my school went on a field trip to a greenhouse and every plant around me died, but I'm sure if I told you all that you wouldn't believe me.

But crap really started hitting the fan when I saw my teacher turned into horse. No don't get me wrong, the guy did teach greek and roman mythology, and I won't lie I swear I have dreams of the guy lifting a big horse butt out of a wheel chair and shooting an arrow at my head. But seeing it with my own two eyes...I never saw the same way again.

Not only was my favorite teacher turning into a white stallion, but the faces these three lunch ladies are giving me is was seriously creepy. There eyes dark, almost black scrunched up and their mouth puckered almost as if waiting for an order. I said 'hi' to them once and a while. They just bowed their head and carried on with rest of students around me. I asked my friend Maia once, asked her if she thought they were human. She looked at me real serious and said, "No."

Maia is short girl, with curly brown hair, and big brown eyes. Kind of quiet, somewhat edgy, and a hell of lot braver then me. Some 8th grader had decided to shove me against the locker, and before I could mutter an insult, Maia was already beating the guy to a pulp like a ninja. How a small, short kid like Maia could take down the biggest football player on the team, is beyond me.

And I guess I was staring at her real weirdly like because she slapped the back of me head telling me to stop staring.

"What was that for?" Maia rolled her eyes, jumping on her bunk. I climbed up mine, wondering what hell was going on with the girl. "So Maia, have you decided if your going home for the summer or stay in the dormitories?"

"Bro, if you're asking for me to stay with you , I already invited you to stay at my summer home." I frowned. You would never expect the small nerdy kid to be one of the richest. Even Maia had a place to stay compared to me. I had a foster home that took me in. Then they shipped me here. Where was I going to go?

Usually, when I have dreams, they usually turned to nightmares. So I wasn't too surprised when I ended up in middle between two large men. And not large as a sumo wrestler, but large as in tall as building.

"Stop fighting!" I yelled, but the men had not heard me. I must be an ant compared to them.

"Give it back!" The man in white's voice boomed. The cloaked man shoved him.

"I didn't take it!" To me, they seemed like two over grown toddlers fighting over a toy. The ocean behind them screamed, pushing wave after wave against them, as if trying to stop a battle of a lifetime. What was I supposed to do?

And then the ground began to crackle under my feet. A dark, rich, poisoness voice called out. It chilled my bones, sent goosebumps down my arms.

"Those who don't learn from the past Dakota, are doomed to repeat it." I shivered. How did it know my name? "Brothers battling for an object that neither have."

"Stop fighting!" I screamed again, only this time my scream was silent. My throat was hoarse. The chilling evil voice laughed.

"Come little hero! Let us rule, in death and destruction!"

I jolted up right in my bed, terror running through my veins like ice cold water.

"Dakota!" Maia was screaming, her face streaming in tears. "We have to go!"

"Go where? Maia whats wrong?" Her face jerked towards the door when I heard it. The sound of beating wings, and nervous clops of hooves. .

I shot off the top of my bunk, grabbing the baseball bat I hid in my closet.

"Dakota! We have to get out of here! Now" Maia cried. I shook my head. I didn't know what was, nor did I know what was attacking him, but I wasn't just going to run off when he had no help.

I burst into the hall, holding the bat close. Maia whimpered behind me. I gave her a signal to back off but she wasn't moving. I can't protect her and my teacher. Instead, I shoved and ran, letting my instincts kick in.

" !" I yelled. I stared in shock at the largest bats I had ever seen. Except, they weren't quite bats. More like bat wings and talons attached to old women. Are those the three creepy lunch ladies? I had no clue, I didn't care. I just charged, swinging my bat at them. One slashed at the teacher.

"Dakota! Get out of here! I've got this!" he yelled. He pulled out a pen and uncapped it. Here's the good part. The pen I saw my teacher used countless times to check homework, turned into a gleaming sword. Oh my-

"Get back!" I yelled at them, pushing myself between the horse man and the bat ladies. "Get back or I'll bash your skulls in!" To my amazement, they did. They dropped on all fours, hissed, and crashed out of a window.

"How did you do that, child?" panted. His friendly eyes were flicking everywhere, trying to sense more trouble. How did I do that. I shrugged my shoulders.

"So you're a horse?" I asked, eyeing his other half warily. I wonder what would happen if I kicked him?

"Centaur. You're taking this really well. It doesn't matter. Maia!" I turned. Maia glared at me. She walked up to me.

"If you ever do that again Dakota Bowling, I will personally bash your head with the stupid bat! Give me that!" Maia snatched the bat from my hands. She flipped it, and in mid air, it twisted like gnarled roots, grew twigs with small dark green leaves.

"I am dreaming right, because none of this stuff could happen in real life." Maia stared at me, shaking her head.

"Maia," began speaking. "Take Dakota to camp, keep him, and whatever you do do not let him out of your sight." Maia nodded her head nervously. What is going on.

"Would someone please just tell what the hell is happening? -"

"Chiron. Call me Chiron." Lightning thundered overhead. "Go!"

"Wait! !" Maia shoved me, pushing me. She grabbed my arm and began to run. I yanked my arm back, glaring at her.

"Dakota we have to go!" she screamed. I stopped my foot.

"Not until I get some answers. Like why is my teacher turning into a horse and why are the lunch ladies related to batman. Or maybe Maia, you would like to fill me in on what the hell is going on!" Maia closed her eyes, breathing deeply.

"Hades." she said. I felt something in me spark. Hades. "Not hell, Hades. Hades is the god of the underworld, so if you're going to curse its Hades."

"Fine. What in HADES is going on?!"

"All those stories about Greek monsters you heard in class are true. And if we don't to camp, you are going to get yourself killed. Now, if I have to knock you out just so I can drag you to camp, I will." Maia's voice was stern, her eyebrows were strained. It wasn't enough, but it at least gave me something to think about.

We took taxi, not really trusting buses pr subways. Maia were both scared we would run into those batwomen.

"They're called The Furies, though its safer if you called me The Kindly Ones." she said. "His name is Chiron, not . was his stage name. He's a centuar."

"So Greek mythology-"

"Is real. Every story that Chiron taught you is real." Maia's eyes flicked the side window. And then a though occurred to me.

"What are you?" I asked her. Maia smirked.

"Nymph. A tree nymph. Usually, satyres are the ones with the strong nose to find people like you. Unfortunately, I looked more like a human. My relatives will always a green tint to their skin, plus they're a bit more on the girlish scale compared to me. I took on the color my tree bark when I was born, instead of my leaves."

"Wait you said 'people like you' as in me. I am no where close to being special. In fact, I am less the special. Just everyone's average day kid with ADHD and Dyslexia."

"And those are your greatest gifts, Dakota! And believe me, you are very special. Your scent is powerful, dark, almost evil."

"Thanks that what so helpful." I tell her sarcastically. She smiles.

"You're welcome!"

The taxi driver mutters to Maia about the money, but I pay no attention. Instead, my eyes are glued to strawberry field passing by. I close my eyes, trying to place this new greek thing with my regular life. Could my past possibly twine with my future?

The taxi cab comes to a stop and I get out. Maia digs in her pockets, cursing in a language I had never heard of, but some how I understood. She dug out a handful of golden coins.

"Uh, Maia, the dude need dollars not gold. Where did you get all that?" I asked. Maia rolled her eyes, clearly not as impressed. I watched the driver's expression. He was giving me a funny look. I looked in his eyes.

Screams pierce my skull, fire burns behind my eyelids, and a desperate call for a mother echos in my head. I jerk back, staring at Maia with disbelief.

"What? Why are you staring at me like that?" she asks, handing more gold coins to the guy. What in Hades just happened.

"Nothing." I mutter. Maia shook her head, waving good-bye to the driver. My stomach twisted. I freeze. My eyes widen in horror as I stare up the Furies Maia was talking about.

"Maia?" I point to the sky. She jumps ordering me to run and that is exactly what I do.

Usually, if this was a movie you would see the hero, the guy pull out this super awesome weapon and start pulling this plan to attack. Something about the though, made me stop and freeze and wait.

Maia kept running, not noticing me. And each by each, the lunch ladies dropped in front of me. The crawled like cats.

"Master!" the hissed. In a way, they reminded me of the cold voice in my dream, but then something was different.

"Up." I ordered. I did not say that. I swear I did not say that. The two Furies hissed, getting to their feet and folding their black wings behind them. They bowed their heads.

"Master, we only come to warn you should you ever make a choice. Be careful of those close to you." It was weird, listening to the two in usion. Wait. Where is their-

I looked in the sky to see a dark flying mass. Closer look, and my heart jumped.

"Put her down now!" I yelled at them. They shook their heads. I growled as they unfurled their wings and rose. "Maia! Maia!"

"Forgive us Master! Your father's orders!." I watched fearfully as Maia dangled high in the air. Blood trickled down her forehead. Her eyes opened weakly, her mouth moved but she was to far to hear. Instead, her head slumped and her shoulders shrugged. I almost couldn't recognize her weak form.

"No! Bring her down! Maia! Maia wake up!"

Anger bubbled in my stomach. I was furious. I was angry and confused. I felt like there was a bomb in my head. So much weight pressed on me. I breathed, lifted my arm, and slammed my fist on the ground.

My knees collapse under me, my eyes fall shut with sleep. Around me, I hear whispers of terror and destruction.

So it took me two days to write this. I would have posted sooner unfortunately I had school today. Gosh, I am so tired!

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