I don't own HOO or PJO
1 week. That was how long Nico was in the Labryinth before he heard the waters of the River Styx. He had been following the pull of the underworld, eating pomegranates that he had bought on sale. There were no monsters. Only the feeling of a 1000 ghosts watching him (how did he know what that felt like, he didn't know). He kept walking towards the sound of the Styx. Suddenly he was walking on a vast plain of bones, and a canoe was drifting toward him. Not the pleasant-Sunday-afternoon drifting, but the drifting of a plane before it crashes against the face of a cliff.
UPDATE
I'll try to be a lot more active. I'm open to suggestions.
IcecreamRULES- I'll try to make the chapters longer
raisa864- Thanks, I'll try
