A/N: CPG: hi peoples of earth. Here's chapter two. Shout out to Asilda, author of The Death God Alliance and Escape From Camp Half-Blood. Her stories are referenced and all credits go to her.

SakaD: if anyone catches the reference, tell us in your review.

Nico: They don't own PJO, Asilda's stories, or me, even though they kidnapped me!

CPG: Get over it! Anyway, we own Sophia, Delia, and the plot of this story. Steal and I kill you.

SakaD: And you think she's kidding.

Chapter Two

Nico

So, I'm here at camp, minding my own business, just kinda sitting in the Hades cabin, doing nothing, when there's a knock at the door. I ignored the knock, since I didn't feel like moving, but whoever was out there just knocked again. "Nico! I know you're in there!" "Yeah Nico, come on out!" Oh, great. It's Percabeth. Percy and Annabeth are always annoying me by taking me away from my awesomeness and trying to make me do…social things. Shudder. Anyway, so of course, being the rude couple they are, Percabeth opened the door and interrupted my peacefulness. "What do you guys want this time?" Percabeth rolled their eyes….at the exact same time….it was freaky.

"Chiron called a counselor meeting" Annabeth said. I sighed dramatically. "Fine," I groaned. I stood up and followed Percabeth out the door. When we reached the Big House, I threw open the door and exclaimed, "OK people, what in Hades is so important that you just had to interrupt my peacefulness.

"Nico? Peaceful? IT'S THE END OF THE WORLD!"

"Yeah, yeah, very funny. So, what's this meeting about?"

"Well, we've detected some new demigods," Chiron said.

"Ok, so what does that have to do with me? And everyone else," I asked.

"Yeah, sure, put yourself first, Nico," Annabeth muttered. I turned to face her. "Like you've never done that before!" I snapped. Annabeth mumbled something that I couldn't make out, so I just sat in a chair around the ping pong table and sulked.

"Anyway," Chiron said. "We have located two very special demigods that need a bit more help than what a satyr can give." "So, you're saying you want one of us to go get them?" I inquired. Chiron nodded "Yes, Nico, but more specifically, you." It took me a second to register what he'd said, but when I did, I was not happy about it. "Why me?" I practically shouted. Percy put his hand on my shoulder. "Because you need to get out more," he told me. I sent him my best death glare (that I usually save for special occasions) and he removed his hand. "That, and the fact that you're the same age as them." I looked around the room, preparing to protest that I wasn't the only twelve year old in there, but then I realized that I was. Great. Now I didn't have an excuse.

"Fine," I grumbled.

So here I am, holding hands with the principal, thinking about how boring this was gonna be. Then I saw two girls staring at me. This could be fun. I thought. Just for fun, I winked at them. The blonde looked at me with a kind of realization on her face. The brunette looked like she was about to faint. Once the principal FINALLY let go of my hand, I walked over to the empty desk (which just happened to be in between the two girls) and sat down. "Hello, ladies," I said. The blonde rolled her eyes. The brunette sighed dreamily. From what I've learned from watching Percabeth, both of these are a good sign. Thank you Fates.

Later that day, I followed the two girls outside to recess and pretended not to be watching them. However, I apparently wasn't doing a very good job because they both grabbed one of my arms and dragged me behind a tree. "Hey, how ya guys doing?" I asked.

"Hello son of Hades." The first thought that ran through my head was, Monster alert! As if they read my mind, they immediately said, perfectly in sync, "We're not monsters, Nico" Now, when someone knows your godly parent, and they say that they're not monsters, they're usually monsters. But, Percy's always telling me to be more positive, so the next thought that ran through my head was, Stalkers!

"Delia, I think we're freaking him out," The blonde muttered. The brunette (who I guess is Delia) nodded and said, "Sorry about that Nico. Sometimes we talk at the same time without meaning to and it sounds kinda freaky. But, I mean, we do know who you are. Actually, we know everything about you.

"If you're trying not to freak me out, it would help to not act all stalker like."

"Ooops," Delia muttered "I guess we do sound like stalkers, but we sort of do know everything about you." I raised an eyebrow. "Like what?" The two girls exchanged glances and started reeling out information about me. "You were born in like the 30's to Hades and this Italian lady named Maria di Angelo." "Zeus killed your mom when you were ten and your sister Bianca was twelve because he thought you or Bianca would be the child of the prophecy." "Hades dipped you both in the River Lethe, wiping your memories forever; then sent you to live in the Lotus Hotel and Casino for sixty years." "Some 'lawyer' guy, who was really Alecto the fury, collected the two of you from the hotel and sent you to Westover Hall Military Academy," "Where you were found by Percy, Annabeth, Grover, and Thalia." "Then Bianca joined Artemis's hunters and you guys rode in Apollo's chariot back to Camp Half-Blood," "And he wouldn't let you drive, even though you really wanted to," At this point I was officially terrified. How do these guys know everything about me? But of course, they had to keep going.

"Then, Percy, Grover, Thalia, Bianca, and a bunch of random hunters went on a quest to rescue Annabeth….and Artemis, but mainly Annabeth," "And you made Percy promise to keep Bianca safe," "And that epically failed because she gave her life to save the rest of them and-" "Okay, okay, I get it. You guys know everything about me, please do not go on," I said. "Right, sorry," the girls apologized. Trying to change the subject, I asked the blonde, "So, what's your name?" I tried to sound smooth, and she rolled her eyes, reminding me of Annabeth. "I'm Sophia, this is Delia, and-" she was interrupted by Delia, "We're twins."

"Really," I asked? I thought twins were supposed to be identical.

"Yeah, we're fraternal."

"You're in a fraternity?" Sophia rolled her eyes again (I was starting to notice she did that a lot) "No, genius," Sophia replied. "We're fraternal twins. It means we don't look alike."

"Ohhh."

Delia finally joined in the conversation. "So, were you really possessed by Anubis?" Now I was confused. "Who in Dad's name is Anubis?" Delia cursed. "No fair! That means the fan fiction isn't real." Then she gasped. "Wait a minute! That means you don't actually hate Michael Jackson! Come on!" "No, I still hate Michael Jackson," I told her. "YES! MY FAN FICTION IS REAL!" Delia screamed. I stared questioningly at her. "What is this 'fan fiction' you keep talking about?" I asked. She glanced at her sister. At the same time, they both said, "We'll get back to you on Tuesday." I thought about that. "It is Tuesday," I informed them. "We never said which Tuesday," Delia said mysteriously.

I accepted that, and then was about to ask how the girls knew all this stuff about me, but before I could, the bell rang.

A/N:

SakaD: Hope you liked it.

Nico: Yeah, aren't I awesome?

SakaD and CPG: Shut up.

Nico: You're mean.

Both: We know. R&R!

P.S. we based Sophia And Delia on ourselves, even though we aren't sisters. Sadly.