A/N Ok I need some major help. I'm completely stuck. I want them to start traveling to camp-half blood soon, but I can't come up with a cool and interesting idea that makes sense! PLZ HELP ME!

Nico's POV

When I finally came to, I was shocked to find that I was in some dark, stony alley way. Even more shocking, was that Thalia was sitting next to me. She shoved me playfully when she saw that I had opened my eyes.

"You are a complete and total idiot, Corpse Breath." She said rolling her eyes at me. Well at least she was happy enough to use the nickname she and Annabeth had thought of.

"You ok?" she asked, serious this time.

My head hurt and my face and shoulder ached, but other than that, I was fine. I put my hand on my face and found that it was soaking wet with nectar. So was my shoulder.

"I'm fine. What are you doing here, anyway?" my voice sounded weird to me. Rough, I guess is the way I should describe it. I looked Thalia over. She was wearing black skinny-jeans, a camouflage T-shirt and black Converse. She had her black hair tied back in two short and spiky pigtails at the side of her head.

She looked different then I remembered from the last time the Huntress had visited. Then it hit me. She didn't have the lieutenant silver circlet on her head.

"It's none of your business!" she snarled at me," what are YOU doing here?" Two could play at that game.

"It's none of YOUR business." I said as I smirked.

She looked really mad. Then, she shook her head and stood up. She offered her hand to help me get up. I took it, Man, I was stiff! She laughed at my expression.

"Where are you heading?" she asked, pushing our earlier spat to the side.

I looked at the sky and saw a few pink and orange rays of sunshine flashing at the horizon. I needed to hurry home. It would take me at least an hour to get back to that creepy orphanage. I decided to tell Thalia the truth.

"I have to go and watch potential half-bloods at this freaky orphanage."

"Oh. Well… I'll see ya when you get back."

"Tell Perce hi for me."

"Ok."

And with that we both walked down the alley and back onto the streets. Neither one of us said a word when, an hour later, I turned down a street and Thalia kept walking straight. That's something I liked about Thalia. She was fine with just your company, you didn't have to talk.

When I finally, found the orphanage, I let out a sigh of relief. The kids had left the window open. I ran across the yellow grass and swung my leg around a rotting tree that was closest to the window. I pulled myself up and groaned. My freaking shoulder hurt. It would take me a while to reach the window. I didn't have that much time left. It was already way passed 5:00.

I sighed and reached forward towards the next branch with my good arm, and was startled to feel the warmth of another hand meet it.

I forced my head to look up and saw the worried face of Peter. He had climbed from the window and into the tree.

"Thanks" I mumbled as I used his hand to help me get up. Peter nodded in acknowledgment.

"Where did you go? What happened to your face and shoulder?"

Uh-Oh. What should I tell him? I got mugged? No. Peter was smart enough to know I wasn't telling the truth. Maybe….. The truth? If he had had the life that most demigods have, then he might believe me. Or he might think I was crazy. Well I couldn't think of a lie, so he might has well know the truth. Even if he thought I was crazy.

"You know about those Greek myths and stuff?" I started lamely.

"Like Zeus and Hades?"
Thunder rolled behind us even though the, now sunny sky, was crystal clear.

"Umm yeah don't use any specific names though." I warned him." Well I'm one of Hades' kids and you and the others are possibly kids of some of the other gods."

We were almost to the window now. Peter was close enough to reach it. He looked down at me like I was crazy. Then his eyes got huge with shock. Already regretting it, I looked down too.

Well, it wasn't as bad as it could have been. It was only a hellhound, and since I was a son of Hades, I wasn't particularly worried. Hellhounds normally liked me. I shifted in the tree so that I was facing the giant black creature.

"It's ok Peter. This is a hellhound." I informed him

I motioned for him to come down a little. In a couple of seconds I heard the rustle of leaves as he obeyed. I reached my hand down and pet the snarling beast. It immediately stopped. I gave it a good scratch and looked at Peter's face. It was priceless. He looked like he had three faces in one. A third of him shocked a third of him accepting, and another third of him drooling stupidly. I hoped I hadn't looked like that when I saw my first monster.

"Now you believe me?" I asked with a little smugness. HE nodded once.

"Go home." I told the hellhound after I was sure Peter honestly believed me. It whimpered once and ran down the street towards the shadows. Peter and I both simultaneously started climbing the tree again until we finally reached the window. Peter swung himself across easily, using his hands to help him push off. There was no way was gonna look that graceful. I got in position and pushed off hard with my legs. For a couple of terrorizing seconds I thought I had jumped short, but I was gladly mistaken. I landed in a painful tangle of legs and arms on the hard floor. My retarded shoulder was still hurting. I guess Thalia hadn't put enough nectar on it.

"I can't believe this. I'm part god." Peter almost screamed.

"Yep. Trust me though, it's not that exciting. It normally just gets you killed." I know I sounded like a party-pooper, but the kid had the right to know the truth. It didn't affect Peter though.

"So I get to have a cool sword and fight stuff?" then his face took on a serious expression." Who's my parent?"

"I don't know."

"Why not? "He said indignantly. He had accepted the fact that he was a half-blood a lot easier than I expected. Normally, new ones called you loads of names referring to your brain and then they ran away and you had to chase them. Again.

"Well… the gods are always busy, but once we get to camp they normally will claim you in about three days. Once you're claimed you go to your cabin. Everybody in your cabin will have the same god parent, and then you get to train."

He paused for a second taking in what I had told him. Then he looked at me suspiciously.

"Who's YOUR god parent?"

Why do they always ask that question? It's not like I'm not proud to be a Son of Hades, because I am, but after I tell people or they find out I get treated… differently, like I'm some kind of outcast because I didn't jump up and down in glee every time I win something. I looked at Peter doubtfully and sighed.

"Hades is my dad." I told him simply.

I closed my eyes and waited for some kind of reaction.

"Sweet! When can we go to this camp anyway?"

I looked at him like was a freak. That was definitely NOT the reaction I expected. Well, it was better than what I normally get so I went with it.

"Well I'm kind of working on that. If all of you are half-bloods then it's going to be really hard to get you there…" Peter looked up with a new urgency in his eyes.

"What about the ones that aren't d-demigods? "He seemed to have a hard time saying that word I couldn't really blame him.

"Then I'll find somewhere else for them to go." I said firmly. HE seemed really relived at that. We heard little foot-steps patter up the stairs. They obviously weren't Hawk-Eyes so I didn't have to worry about my appearance. My shirt had blood spatters all around my shoulder. We would have to do something about that…

Lexxi stumbled in and skidded to a halt when she saw me. Her green eyes lit up and she ran to hug me. Awkward, I wasn't really used to getting hugged.

"I thought you had run away without us!" she said after she released me from her assault. Her eyes got huge when she saw the blood on my shirt, but she didn't question me…Yet.

"Nah, I just needed to have some time to think." I lied smoothly. She nodded once and looked at me and Peter worriedly.

"Mrs. Madam is really, really mad. You should do your chores now. And ummm… by the way Nico, you should find a way to fix your shirt."

I looked at her awkwardly. Hawk-Eyes hadn't noticed my absence? Lexxi seemed to understand my expression.

"Oh, we have been saying you've been helping Peter sew the blankets together. Mrs. Madam rarely goes into this room, so it was the safest room to say you was in… just in case you came back" she informed me. Awkward again, she said 'this room' not her room or our room.

Peter seemed lost in thought when Lexxi said good-bye and scampered out of the room.

"I know how we can solve the shirt problem! Come on!" he exclaimed dragging me along with him.