Jason: About time

Lunix1412: Give me a break! Writing isn't one of my strengths

Jason: I can see that

Lunix1412: Hey!

Neku: Not only do you make fun of my hair, you also give me two measly lines for the whole chapter

Lunix1412: I make it up as I go along. You actually think I plan my stories?

Neku: …Touche

Jason: The disclaimer?

Lunix1412: Right. I don't own the Percy Jackson, Heroes of Olympus or The World Ends With You series(s). They belong to Rick Riordan (x2) and Square Enix, respectively.

I woke up the next morning and the sky was yellow. Just kidding, I've completely wasted ten seconds of your life, but thanks for listening. In reality it started with a dream, though I don't remember when my body went limp the night before. Heck, I don't even remember seeing night time the day before! My surroundings were just a blurry mess; a dream no doubt. In my dream I met a dark haired, blue-eyed boy. He wore an aviator's jacket, battle ripped jeans and a jet-black sword clung to his belt.

'Great,' I remarked 'I got catapulted somewhere else again, right?'

The boy's attention suddenly snapped back to me, as if I'd snuck up on him.

'What the- Who are you?' he exclaimed, eyes analysing me and his right hand hovering above his sword's hilt. I rolled my eyes at him.

'Holy Hera,' he said, eyes widening 'you were one powerful demigod, weren't you? What's your name?'

This boy is Greek, I decided, seeing as he used Hera instead of Juno. He's probably just another camper.

'Jason Grace and yeah, I happen to be Zeus' son. So now it's my turn to ask, who are YOU and why haven't I seen you in Camp Half-Blood?' I asked.

The boy looked at me in disbelief, barely shrugging it off when he extended his hand towards me.

'Nico di Angelo. So I finally meet the fabled Jason, my sister never stopped rambling about you' he replied.

'Oh? Where's she from?'

'She's from you little Roman camp' Nico responded, a bit hesitantly.

'Wait, I thought you're a Greek demigod? How could you know about Camp Jupiter?' I demanded.

'That's the thing Jason, I travel from camp to camp but I never feel like I belong in either. It was my dad that sent me to bring Hazel to your Roman camp on probation and she fit in just fine, at least I hope she did. I worry about that sister of mine all the time' Nico said.

Despite Nico's friendly attempt at conversation, something nagged at Jason's mind; something that Nico said earlier.

'Hey, what did you mean by 'were a powerful demigod'?' I asked, almost dreading the response.

Nico gave me an incredulous look.

'Haven't you noticed where you are?' was his excuse of a reply.

'Well in a dream last time I checked'

The aviator boy rubbed his temples in exasperation.

'Ugh! Wrong question! Long story short, you shouldn't be here under normal circumstances. The only reason I'm here is because I get certain privileges by being a certain god's son' Nico explained.

The piece of the puzzle clicked at his last word. It tends to happen to me a lot since Romans learn instantaneously, regardless of how vague the statements or clues we are given.

'You mean your dad's-'

'Hades, Pluto, god of the underworld. I hate to be the bearer of bad news Jason, but you're dead' Nico said, exasperation in his voice.

A powerful noise of grinding metal woke me from my encounter. My eyes fly open and I gasp for breath. My heart's racing and my head's all sweaty. It was just a dream. A dream, thank Gods! Then I remembered that I had other problems; I still had no idea where I was. I'm dead? Yeah right. I fought for my life just yesterday so I'm very much alive. A quick scan of my surroundings told me that I was in an abandoned tunnel next to something loud. Only when the noise started up again did I realize that there was a train station in the area opposite this room. It was the sound of a departing tram. Sitting on the ground and leaning on the wall next to me, is Neku. I can't tell whether he's sleeping or not because his face is buried in his angry and orange locks of hair; daring to cut anyone who comes into contact with those spikes. With my 'pact' partner out of commission for now, the best thing I could do was scan the perimeter for any clues.

Clues for what, I hear you ask? Clues for why the gods have thrown me here; especially after I helped Leo rescue Hera. From what I can see, the floor is cemented and painted a dark brown, two walls opposite each other (one of which, I just came from) are covered in graffiti, the wall to my left is clean, bar one strange symbol. The symbol appeared like a skeletal, animal face, of the colour crimson. That left the doorway on the left to investigate. I guess I should've expected the weirdness of what happened yesterday to teach me a lesson, but I fell for it again; just a meter away from the door, I walked straight into an invisible wall.

'Already tried that Jason' Neku said, casually walking up to me.

'Thanks for the warning' I replied, forcing as much sarcasm as I could.

There's just no good way to put this. I'm trapped in a tunnel with an orange. Amidst my panic, Neku taps me on the shoulder.

'Friend of yours?' he asks, pointing behind me.

I look back and subdue a gasp. A figure clad in a black hoodie is staring straight at me, in front of the symbol-etched wall. A familiar black sword is found clinging on the belt of his ripped jeans. His hood prevents any chance facial recognition, but I didn't need to see his face to figure out who it was.

So much for my dream theory.

Author's note: If you guys are reading this, thank you so much for sticking to my story. As I said in the disclaimer, I'm still planning to go by the actual TWEWY plot, but change characters and parody the whole plot. I'm running low on ideas so if you have any recommendations I would love to hear from you.