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Chapter 2: Death Isn't a Joke!

Nico sobbed silently on his bed. He'd felt it half an hour ago. A death, one so powerful it shook the world. One so powerful, even a son of Hades could feel it, not just Hades - god of the underworld- and Thanatos - god of death.

Percy Jackson's death. He had been like a brother to him. The one who got his father accepted on Olympus and himself at Camp Half-blood. THe one who saved the world from a blue plastic hairbrush hating maniac. The one who -

"Nico?" A voice asked hesitantly. "Are you ok? What happened?"

Looking up, Nico found himself facing an Iris message through which Annabeth was looking at him. "Are you alright?" She repeated, worry on her face.

Shaking his head, Nico said softly, "He's dead."

"Who?"

Gulping, the son of Hades told her softly, "Percy. Percy's dead. He died about 30 minutes ago."

"What?" The daughter of Athena and Percy's girlfriend asked, stunned. "That-that isn't possible. I would have felt it." Shaking her head, she said softly, "Or at least, I think I would have."

Snapping out of it and staring at him, she said, "I'm going to IM him. You maybe wrong."

And with that, she swiped her hand through the mist, leaving Nico to whisper, "I hope I am."

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Annabeth weighed the drachma in her hand. She had to find out if Nico was right. She just had to. And if he was? It would be ironic to find that Percy had survived the war only to die from some monster. But she had to know. She had to. Sighing, she tossed the coin into the mist, saying, "O goddess, please accept my offering. Show me Percy Jackson, New York City."

Annabeth stared at the screen expectantly, and then - Percy came into view. Given, he looked a little pale, but otherwise he was fine.

Giving a sigh of relief, she called, "Percy!" Spinning around, he dropped something behind him, and a smile stretched across his face.

"Annabeth." He said happily. "I thought you weren't calling until tomorrow!"

"Yes, well, Nico told me he felt your death. I had to make sure he was wrong." The girl told him, frowning. "Huh. Well, I was attacked by a pack of hellhounds in Central Park, and one narrowly missed my... spot."

Nodding, Annabeth said, "That was probably it. Good night, don't let the bedbugs bite!"

And, laughing, the daughter of Athena wiped away the Iris message, leaving the son of Poseidon staring at a blood red brochure, whispering, "More like the vampires."

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Nico looked up as Annabeth IM'd in. "You were wrong, Nico. He was only attacked. Next time, make sure of it. Death isn't a joke!"

"I'm sor-" He stopped abruptly as the female canceled the call. Frowning, he muttered, "But it was huge. I haven't felt anything like it since Luke/Kronos."

Making a decision, the son of Hades headed for McDonalds. He had a burger n' fries to buy, plus a soda. Actually, make that two. He never had lunch.

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