Sadly all the characters are not mine. They are J. R. R. Tolkien and Rick Riordan's. This is my disclaimer. Enjoy!!!
Nico was almost absolutely sure that his whole body was a bruise when he was finally set down. He was tied to a chair in a room with a couple very imposing figures, and his sword was across the room on a table that Nico had absolutely no way of reaching without shadow travelling. He would have been nervous, if he had not been a demigod and a child of Hades. Seeing imposing figures was sort of his job, he though dryly, shaking his messy hair out of his eyes, and it was quite often when he was in situations like this.
But these imposing figures were very...unique. Nico tried to put it nicely. One of them was extremely short with very long and matted red hair and a matching beard. Nico would have laughed if it wasn't for the very large war axe the stout man spun lazily. He reminded Nico of a dwarf from the story books Bianca used to read him when they were in the Lotus Hotel.
The next man was the average man, but his stern eyes shown otherwise. They were a sharp green gray and Nico felt almost as if Annabeth was staring at him instead. The man wore a green and brown outfit with a silver necklace. The necklace shown as if made of stars and Nico had a very bold image of Thalia's circlet appear in his head. The man also carried a sword, which compared to the ones Nico has seen didn't look too impressive. He had long dark hair, with a short beard only just growing in. He was the image of a warrior, and Nico almost expected him to pull out the sword and challenge him to a duel.
But the man on the left... Nico was almost convinced he was seeing a god. He almost bowed. But he composed himself. The man was very tall, with long silver blond hair that reached his mid back. He had sharp grey eyes that were practically silver, and pointed ears. His face was beautiful and ethereal. He was youthful, but Nico was almost absolutely sure that if you were allowed to look closely, you would see scars from all his battles.
A quiver was slung onto his back, along with an elegant bow that seemed to rival Artemis's herself. Nico knew this man was an elf by the ears, now, but he was still half convinced he was seeing Artemisms male counterpart that was most definitely not Apollo. This elf was dressed in garbs of forest green, and had a clasp with an elegant crest made of the same silver as the necklace. Somehow Nico knew that this man was royalty, along with the dark haired one.
"Er... I would bow if I could, but seeing as I'm bound to a chair, I would rather not fall onto my face when I try." Nico said cheekily.
The royals looked at each other warily, sharing a hidden conversation. The dwarf-like man just grumbled. The dark hair man took out his sword and leveled it at Nico.
"How do you know who were are?" He stared the demigod down.
Nico laughed despite himself. "Know who you are? I haven't even the faintest clue where I am! All I know is that me actual name is Nico DiAngelo, I'm some supposed demon from Mordor, and that you two are most definitely royalty! And that you took my sword."
The two shared a glance again. "How do you know we are royalty?"
"You practically shout it out with the way your acting right now! Besides, tall blonde, you have a very detailed clasp on you cloak that has a tiny crest, or coat of arms, that doesn't look like the crest of a lord. Seems like some prince's or something." Nico started matter of factly. He was honestly wounded that the two people didn't see these obvious details. Even Percy would have known they were important. Though, that might just be because Nico has had lengthy experiences with important people. "You, my dark brunette friend who is leveling a sword at my throat, have a sword. And that sword seems mighty important for someone who isn't royalty. Especially because of those long, elegant words engraved on it that pretty much scream 'only the worthy may wield me.'"
"You are observant, boy." The elf notes calmly. "We are indeed royalty. I am Prince Legolas of Mirwood. He is Aragorn of Gondor."
"Sorry, of what?" Nico blinked. "You realize I don't know where I am, correct?"
"Yes." Legolas spoke again. "You are in Middle Earth. There is a war going on against Sauron, against Mordor. Where are you actually from, now, human? The Northern Kingdoms?"
"Uh.. I'm from Italy. Currently I live in New York, but right now I'm supposed to be in New Zealand." Nico answered back, now thoroughly panicking. "On Earth. Just Earth, no Middle."
"Styx." He started cursing. "Hazel will be going nuts."
"What are you talking about? Who's Hazel?" Aragorn questioned, eyebrows furrowed.
"My half sister. Do any if you have a rainbow I can use?" Nico asked. Legolas arched an eyebrow, confused, but then led Nico over to a bathroom. He gathered some water and whispered something in a language Nico didn't know to it. The water shot up and formed a brilliant rainbow.
"Thanks." Nico said hastily before rummaging through his pockets. He pulled up a golden drachma and tossed it into the rainbow. Legolas, Aragorn, and the dwarf all raise their eyebrows as the coin vanished into the water. "Oh Fleecy, do me a solid. Show me Hazel." He spoke, remembering what Percy had told him about Fleecy, the cloud nymph.
A rippling image appeared in the rainbow, spearing up to reveal Hazel frantically speaking to Percy. "Shut up, Percy! I don't care what you say! I'm going to find Nico and that is that!"
Congratulations! You made it to the end of the second part of this really short story I wrote! The final part is next!!