I am adding chapter 2!

This is going so far from my original idea...but it's still interesting...I hope…

Stephangela: I'm glad you liked it. Also, I had no clue the song came from that movie...or that the movie existed. Is it a good movie? I do love the song.

English

Italian

…not understood word

Unknown POV

I hope he will wake soon. I need need to know what he was doing in the streets during the middle of the night. "huh?" Oh, good, he's waking. "Are you ok young man? I found you outside my house." He takes a minute to sit up and comprehend what I just said.

"... am I? Do … under… ...?" I don't understand him. "I don't understand you very well. Do you understand me?" He nodded, and I felt relived. "What is your name young man?" He takes a minute to answer, but he does. "My name is Nico. What is yours?" "I am Benedetto. I found you outside my house. Where did you come from?"

The boy, Nico, looked at me and asked, "Where am I? Please don't say 'my house,' I know that." I laugh. Nico had guessed what I was going to say. "You are in Venice, Italy. Now please tell me, where did you come from?"

Nico POV

Schist. I traveled farther than I was aiming. I had only intended to go to Brooklyn, but I ended up going home. How was I going to explain this to Benedetto? "I um…" I need an excuse. "I don't remember." I watch as Benedetto's face go from friendly to concerned. "You don't remember? Why not? Or do you not remember that to?" He chuckles softly to himself. "Are you hungry Nico? I can make you something to eat if you are." I realize that I am hungry. "Yes, sir, I am getting hungry." He slowly stand up and heads to the kitchen. I try to stand you to follow him, but I am can't lift myself up. "You are weak, stay there, I will be back."

While he is getting food ready, I start looking around the room. Old newspapers and photographs cover the walls, showing information about the war and pictures of his family.

Benedetto comes back in, carrying two plates of food. "Eat, Nico, you look like a skeleton." He hands me one of the plates, and I start eating.

"Who are the people in your pictures?" He points to one, "This one is my family, and this one is my friend and I." I squint at the grainy black and white, the picture looks so familiar, "We lived next door to each other, until I was taken. You share the name as him. Only after the war I found out what had happened to him." I froze, understanding why I recognized the picture. The other boy, that was me.

Will: Yay! It's Nico's childhood friend!

Leo: Nico had friends?

Nico: Leo why are you such an a-hole?

Leo: No, that's an honest question. You're kinda creepy, and scare the shist out of everyone.

Nico: *glares at Leo* I wasn't always that way.

Percy: Yeah, he used to be a happy little child who was obsessed with Mythomagic.

Nico: Shut up!

Will: Awwww. :)

Me: STOP TALKING, ALL OF YOU! THIS CHAPTER IS NOT OVER YET! *throws rocks at the boys* *they scream and run* Sorry about them.

"What happened to him?" I got to act normal, and not let Benedetto realize what is wrong. Benedetto face falls, "He and his family were killed in their hotel when they visited America. (A/N: That's what happened right? At least, from a mortal's view...) I miss him. We were like brothers in everything but blood. I would tell you stories, but you wouldn't want to hear an old man rambling about his childhood." I look up at him, "I'd like to hear about your past."

He smiles, "Well, when we were about 6 or 7, I had come over to see him, but he was sick. I think it was a cold, or maybe the flu, I can never remember." The flu, I think to myself, the memory coming back to me. "Anyway, his mamma didn't want me to come in, because she was worried that I would catch it as well."

"You snuck in my window, stayed for about an hour or so, then a few days later you got sick yourself," The words slip out before I can stop myself. I clasp my hands to my mouth, but it's too late, Benedetto looks at me with the shock apparent on his face. "What do you mean 'my window'? Are you my Nico from long ago?"

I start to panic my breath catching in short bursts, I need to get out of here, I need to get away. I try to sit up, but it's in vain. I can't move, I used to much energy to get here, now I can't even leave. I start to feel dizzy and see spots.

"You are my Nico. I have missed you my friend. I am so sorry that I had to do this, but She asked me to. If I knew it was going to be you, I would never agree to do it."

As I start to lose consciousness, I saw the figure of a woman standing behind Benedetto, a woman, deathly pale with dark cold eyes, and dark hair. "Sleep well little hero, for tomorrow the pain will begin."

That's the last thing I hear before I pass out.

Benedetto POV

"You didn't say it was my Nico. Why did you not tell me?" I feel betrayed. The Lady didn't trust me enough to tell me who he was. "I did not know that you knew the demigod. I apologize, but a deal's a deal. You gave me your word. Don't back out now, or it will be unpleasant for both you and Nico." The Lady smiles at me, "I will fulfill my end of the bargain. Do not interfere or I will end you. Goodbye Episcopo*." And with that the Lady disappeared in a shadow, taking Nico with her.

That is the end.

Episcopo means bishop. There is no reason for his last name to be that, it was the first interesting one I found…

Who do you think the Lady is? What does she want with Nico? Is Nico going to die? Will someone find him?

Leo: Will the author stop asking questions?

Adrian: I think it's annoying when she does that.

Me: Leo, stop being annoying. *throws rock at him*

Leo: *runs away*

Me: Adrian, what are you doing here? This is not your story, or your fandom. GO BACK TO YOUR FANDOM! *holds sword at adrian's throat*

Adrian: *backs away from creepy author slowly*

Goodbye my popcorns.