A/N: So a friend and I recently started writing a crossover between Percy Jackson and Divergent, and there's a little bit of Doctor Who. It's called Stranded by timetravelingdemigodwizard. Please read it! This is a filler chapter, so if anyone was expecting the training ground, too bad. I know, it's short. Life's a drink, suck it up. Now, ONWARDS!

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Chapter 4:

Nico's POV

The horses were clearly uncomfortable. I was scared half out of my wits because I was worried about them spooking. I was glad when the parade was over and we got to eat. I had been so hungry. I hadn't really eaten on the train. When I was finished eating I got up to be excused, but the escort, Iris, I think, told me to sit back down.

"You're staying." I sat back down because of her icy glare that could rival mine, or even Annabeth's.

"Nico, tell us a little about you," Ashley said.

"Do I get a choice?" I asked with a tint of sarcasm. From the look I was getting, I took it as a no. I sighed. "I'll answer questions, is that good enough?"

"Tell us about this father of yours. You said he was paranoid, right? What was he paranoid about?" Gale, who was also there, asked.

"Oh...uh…" I froze. I wasn't expecting that question. "Uh… It...um…had to do with my mom, who was killed. Not really something I want to talk about." It was somewhat true.

"Oh. I'm sorry."

"It's no big deal, it happened a while ago." They asked me some more questions, "Why haven't I heard of any di Angelo's?", "What do you think of the other tributes?" and more boring questions until I was too tired to answer more questions so I went to my room. I crashed on the bed, not bothering to change into the provided PJs.

Annabeth's POV

Stupid, unfair, gods! We only saved their butts, what, a few hundred times? So how did they let their kids get sucked into a dystopian future, where they have to battle to the death. I sighed. I was getting worked up. I decided to take a shower, but I stepped into the bathroom, and discovered everything was controlled by buttons. Buttons with labels. But the labels were in English, so it took me five tries to find the right setting.

After my shower I felt much more relaxed. I changed into the PJ's and crawled into bed. When I fell asleep though, I had another stinking demigod dream. Ah, the perks of being a demigod. Not. Being a demigod stinks.

In my dream, I was in Olympus, and the gods were all assembled in the throne room.

"They are missing! One second I could sense them, and the next they were gone!" Hermes exclaimed. They all started to bicker and I felt a dark presence materialize behind me.

"Ahh.. The young demigod." I was surprised to find that it was a woman's voice. It was cold and hard and slightly familiar. "I've only allowed you to view this because it is not important. Despite what you think, the gods didn't ignore your disappearing act, but it was beyond their control." Suddenly the throne room shifted to a place that was all too familiar. The presence grew, and engulfed me in darkness.

I shot up in my bed, with a small scream. I tried to remember the dream. I could remember most of it, but I couldn't remember the presences voice, but all I could remember was that it sounded familiar. I would have to find the others tomorrow to tell them about my dream.

Piper's POV

I was exhausted. I had taken off the dress earlier, and lazily threw it in a drawer. Now, I was wearing a pair of PJs and lay in bed. What if I have to kill my friends? What if I have to kill Jason? Thoughts whirred in my mind. I think I got about three hours of sleep, and while I was sleeping, I had another dream.

I was at Camp Half-Blood, only, I couldn't see any cabins, or campers, or trees for that matter. All that was there was a giant patch of dirt. I walked around, but I couldn't seem to find any signs of any life, at all. I walked a little more, and found a half destroyed tree. There was still a charred stump, that looked like it had been fried by lightning. I turned around and realized that I was on Half-Blood Hill, making that tree Thalia's tree. I backed away from the tree in fear but then the ground underneath me started to open up. I fell through the ground and landed in total darkness.

"You demigods WILL pay for what you did to my ancestors!" a menacing voice said. I looked around for the speaker, but then I was falling again, until I woke up in the morning, in the bedroom where I had fallen asleep. I sighed. Stupid dreams.

A/N: So there was kind of a parody reference in this chapter, the reference in chapter 3 wasn't exactly a reference though, but it was the blue fire and Hades thing. In Disney Hercules (which btw should've done more research on Greek mythology) Hades had blue flaming hair, so I put Nico, the son of Hades in blue fiery things. Thank you people for following my story, I appreciate it. Don't forget to check out the other story, Stranded by timetravelingdemigodwizards. Don't forget to review! : )

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