Draco watched as Will, Nico, and ever appeared out of thin air. In a school where no one was supposed to be able to apparate. He clamped a hand over his mouth to stifle the gasp that tried to escape.

"Nico!" Reyna shouted and ran over to the boy, who was partially wrapped in bloodstained strips of patterned cloth. The boy in question jerked away from the mystery girl, who was being supported by Will. Her eyes were filled with hurt, but understanding, as if she blamed herself as much as he blamed her.

Reyna and Nico launched into a rapid fire Q&A session, half of witch was in whispered tones of cryptic wording. Why did the Americans do that? Why was being 'Greek heroes' so bad?

"Umm, a little help," Will said, cutting off Draco's thoughts.

"Oh!" Percy said and rushed over to help him lowed Ever into a chair. The mystery girl looked awful. She had random stripps of black fabric wrapped around every one of her limbs and covering her entire torso, every one of which was stained crimson. She had her black jacket slung over one arm and was fiddling with one of her braids, the one that happened to have an engagement ring hanging off the end.

"What happened?" Annabeth asked, picking a first aid kit off the floor and handing it to Will, who peeled off one of the bandages and began to clean and re-bandage the wound.

"Will was being held at some kind of base, Ever," He spat her name like venom, "got us in and helped get Will back,"

Percy's eyebrows drew together, "Why do you hate her all the sudden?" He asked, his eyes darting between the two. Draco noticed howEver visibly flinched when Nico spat her name, how she folded into herself and became unusually timid. She looked like a defeated soldier, a captured warrior with no way to escape.

"She gave us one of her secrets," Was all Nico said, glaring at the defeated girl.

Annabeth looked to Will, who had finished with the wound on her bicep and had moved on to her forearm.

"She told us why the gods fear her, and a little about her past. As it turns out she's responsible for one of the things that made Nico's life miserable for years," They waited for him to elaborate but Ever looked bad enough as is. Draco figured the healer didn't want to make it worse.

Ever hissed as Will touched a wet cloth to her shoulder, where Draco guessed there was a cut of some sort, but he couldn't be sure.

"I was raised by the love pair, I'm the reason Nico developed his, um," She looked up, her eyes flicking between Nico and Percy.

"Oh...OHHH," Percy said, realization drawing on his face, "So you can…" She nodded looking down in shame.

"I'm sorry," She said quietly, "But when the person who raised you asks for a simple favor, and that favor effects someone from a group of people who had been actively trying to kill you since the day they found out who your father was, you do it. I didn't care what it would do to him. I didn't care how it affected any of you, only that I made the people who raised me proud. You half-bloods can accept a child of the underworld just fine. But a daughter of time? No. I was, am, a threat," She looked up at the stunned heroes though her braids, which clinked together when she moved.

"Go ahead," She said after a pause. Confused looks spread across the other's faces, "Do what you did before, kill me," She closed her eyes, "You almost succeeded last time, if you do it now you won't have to worry about me betraying you later," When she opened her eyes they were desperate. Almost as if she wanted them to kill her.

"No," They said together, except Nico, who was frozen with a look of shock on his face.

"We won't just kill you," Reyna said, "not without a reason. Do you plan on betraying us?" Ever was silent, a tear slipping out from between her eyelids and dripping off her lashes.

"I was hoping you wouldn't say that," She whispered, her muscles trembling. She looked up, her eyes pleading, "Just kill me," They shook their heads. Then all hell broke loose.

~oOo~

Hades paced his throne room. This was not good. He had just gotten the complete soul of Tom Riddle and now...He yelled in frustration and slammed his fist against the wall. Another escaped soul. Great. He turned to the skeletal messenger standing in the middle of the room.

"Send the furies after him before he can get out of the underworld, if he escapes I want the furies to continue their pursuit, but I'll have someone else after him as well," The messenger noded and scurried out of the throne room as fast as possible. Hades ran his fingers through his hair. That Riddle always managed to cause him grief didn't he? It was as if he was actively trying to get the worst punishment in the underworld. Hades would be sure to deliver that.

Not an hour later another messenger walked into the throne room. Hades put down the clipboard he had been doing paperwork on and gestured for the messenger to speak.

"I have come to inform you that the soul of Tom Marvolo Riddle has escaped the underworld and is in hiding somewhere in Scotland," Hades resisted the urge to banish the messenger to tartarus on the spot. He took a deep breath, recalling the saying 'don't shoot the messenger' as he stood, waving the skeleton away before he changed his mind and waving his hand to summon his overworld agent, as he like to call him in his head.

Nico melted out of the shadows, bandages stretching the length on his arms from his wrists and disappearing under his t-shirt.

The son of Hades crossed his arms, "What," He said. Well he wasn't in a good mood.

"I need you to do something for me," Hades said, fiddling with the cuffs of his robes.

Nico rolled his eyes, "Of course you do, what is it?" He asked.

Hades ignored the disrespectful tone and continued, "A soul has escaped the fields of punishment, apparently he managed to overpower one of the furies and run to the mortal world,"

"And you want me to collect him,"

"Yes, his name is Tom Marvolo Riddle, in the wizarding world he's known as 'Voldemort' and is known as one of the most powerful wizards ever. That's not even a little true of course, but mortals have a habit of exaggerating to make things seem scarier than they should be,"

Nico was frozen, a haunted look in his eyes, "Tommy?" He asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

"I guess you could call him that-" Hades cut himself off when he saw the look on his son's face. Nico knew this Tom Riddle. Hades thought back to before the casino, back to his other attempts to protect his children. He had put Nico and Bianca into an orphanage before he had tried the hotel. He tried to remember who had befriended his children. It wasn't hard, not many kids wanted to be around them, even when Nico had been a hyperactive little kid, he had been a little creepy with the shadows clinging to him when he was 's where he had met Tom Riddle. That's when he made his first friend.

Hades realized what he was asking his son to do. He was asking his son to condemn his only childhood friend to an eternity of punishment. But he had already asked, if Hades repealed his request now he would become the laughing stock of Olympus. No god was supposed to care that much about their demigod children's' feelings, and the scorn of his family would last a lot longer than the life of his son.

He swallowed down his guilt and said, "He is somewhere in Scotland, I wouldn't be surprised if he were near the school, he has never been known for his brilliant plans," Nico nodded in understanding, his face slack and drained of blood. It was as if Nico were the one who was being hunted down. Hades waved him back into the shadows and sent him back to Hogwarts, trying to convince himself that the blood-drained face of his son didn't matter.

I know this one was super short, sorry I got busy. I saw 'The Greatest Showman' though. It's REALLY GOOD. If you haven't seen it you really should, the soundtrack is the best part, I've been listening to it on repeat for the last six hours. Please review, I need more reviews for this thing, it's hart to explain, but basically I have a sort of bet going on. Against myself. So the gist of it is, if I get more reviews I post a new chapter sooner, also something else, but I can't tell y'all about that just yet (spoilers) and if I get less, well I post later and don't get to write in that thing that keeps popping into my head. You know how sometimes you get an idea and it just kinda gnaws at the back of your mind until it's all you can think about? Well that's what this one thing is for me and I'm debating giving it it's own little book or putting it in this one, you decide, is this story already to crowded with stuff going on or dose it need more?

Hope y'all are having a good week, tomorrow's-wait-it's 3:49...Today's new year's eve! Last day of 2017! Can't say I'll miss this year, I think we can all agree that it was a mess, for me a little more so what with my entire life being uprooted and all, but a new year won't change that. Ug, 'adults' give me a headache.

Anyway Happy new year!