I have my semester test this week and it been a bit stress full, sooo, we have a short chapter and I'm sorry, However, Xmas break started this week and I have plants to wright during this time.

Oh, Yah! Thanks for the 3 reviews( to the latest review, yes I got this Idea from the story, * The Mentorship of Nico Di Angelo*

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Magnus

As he walked behind the boy, on there way to the kitchen he took a few seconds to take in the child's appearance. He was wearing a shirt with a skull on it, fraying at the hem, his hair is a mess and black, and one of his boots has come untied. Himself, on the other hand, was still wearing his silk sleeping robe and the makeup he doesn't bother to take off half the time. The child had black hair that fell to the bottom of his neck. His hair was a mess and looked as if it had not been washed let along brushed in days

" Who are you, what's your name I mean" Magnus was pulled from his thoughts on the boy spoke. "It's rather rude to ask someone who they are without saying who you are yourself"

As they were speaking they came into the kitchen, and Magnus pointed at the table for him to sit. Which he did with a few tense movements. The boy spoke up, however, his voice was still quiet and standoffish, a clear sign of not trusting or feeling safe in his current situation. " Nico" Magnus took note of the hint of an Italian accent in the boy's voice, as well as the fact he gave no last name.

" Well," Magnus said in a bit of an amused tone and turned to face Nico leaving the fridge open behind him. He held his hands up and his fingers sparkled with blue magic before in blue, sparkling, and curly letters Magnus Bane appeared in the air. With a bit, yet another wave of his hand a simple sandwich appeared in front of Nico. Either Nico has seen something similar to this magic or was simply good at hiding what he was feeling, he only showed a bit of shock at the show of magic.

" Now, piccolo demio we have a few things to talk about," He said throwing in a bit of Italian to test his theory about the boy's accent. And so it seemed he was right as the child stiffened slightly at the world's" I'm not a demon" The tone he used was stiff with a borderline of anger to it. As if the word has been used as an insult against him before this. Magnus said nothing more on it instead continue with his questions. "How old are you?" He asks. That's a good enough baseline to start with.

"Ten," The boy says immediately, his tone had a hint of pride to it, even if the child seemed a bit uncomfortable and scared in his current situation, he was still a young and children took pride in every year. Magnus was sure that the answer would be years, but he had to make sure" Years, Decades, Centuries?" Magnus asked, waving his hand carelessly. With this, the child appears to focus on his question and his brow furrowed ever so slightly"Years." The boy replies slowly, confused. " How old are you?" Nico asked in return. " About eight, eight centuries," Magnus said in a notch line tone.

He saw Nico's hand twitch slightly, his fingers running over the skull ring on his fingers. Magnus was just now noticing the ring. He moved a bit magic into his eyes and looked at the ring and had to rely on his 800 years or so not to show his shock, dark, very dark, magic was rolling off of it in waves.

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( Short Nico POV just to clear up some plot holes,

It is said that Nico Di Angelo got his ring/sword sometime between The Titan's Curse and The Battle of Labyrinth, and its possible that Nico forged it himself in The battle of Labyrinth, however, in this AU, this is not the case) )

Nico noted how Magnus was looking at his ring and he yanked his hand back, leaving it under the table out of view using his other hand to eat. He still remembered the night he got the ring. It was the night his sister died, however at the time, he did not know this. He was sleeping in the Hermes cabin, as he was unclaimed.

He heard stories of demigod dreams but at the time, he never had one before. Even so, when he found himself standing in a dark room with an odd feeling in his chest he could not quite place he knew that this must have been one. He started to look around, there was dim light coming from his left and started to walk to it. As he got closer to saw the silhouette of a man standing facing the light. Ones he got a bit closer to the man, he turned around and looked at him with an unreadable face.

The man looked a bit like himself, or maybe it was that Nico looked like him. They both had the same dark hair that seemed to stand out so much against pale skin. The eyes were the same color but could not be more different. The man's eyes seemed to suck in light leaving only darkness, on top of that they had a haunting look...upset almost. The man seemed to be looking at him as he was doing the same.

He spoke first, his voice was low and hard but had a soft lure to it" Oh Nico…my son" This voice and those words made Nico freeze...this was his father. " Who are you...where have you been all this time" He was surprised at how strong his own voice came out as. At the time, he did not yet have quite as strong as hate for this man as he would after he found out about the death of his sister. After all, his father was a god was there truly nothing he could have done to save his sister's life?

Hades eyes took a slightly darker look and everything about him seemed to change with those words. " I can't tell you, it would only make thing harder for you, and Nico I truly loved….no love, you and your sister...and your mother but my brother, in his selfish play at power thought you a threat and tried to kill you...he managed to kill your mother right in front of me, I only had enough power to keep you and your sister safe, and after that I took your memories of your life before in hopes that Zeus would not find you, the end it was worth it, you both were safe…till now that is." The man, no the god took on a somber look" Nico, you will feel as if your along in the world, and even if It may seem that way in ever face of things, know it's not true, I am, and will be forever looking after you" Once again it was not till the next day he realized the truth behind his father words...all along, his father knew his sister had passed.

"I don't have much more time...but for you my one son, a gift," He held out a hand and in it lay a ring." A weapon to keep you safe" Nico had questions he wanted answer he wanted to yell and scream and maybe even cry at this man...at his father. However, it was not to be as he was ripped out of the dream.

He woke up in the Hermes cabin a ring lying in the palm of his hand and he slipped it on. Know now without a doubt in his mind who his father really was

( OKAY LOOK, I know hades seems so out of charter, but we don't really see a lot of him in the books, and I feel as if he would be slightly more caring to a younger Nico that just lost his sister. And I kind of like to think of that if there were no laws, Both Hades and Poseidon would have loved to help raise their kids)

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Magnus seemed to take note of the movement and was not about to let them get away with it so quickly" Where did you get that ring" At that moment Nico diseased the best lies where the half-truths, " My dad gave it to me "

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