It was still dark; the only light was from the half moon shining down. Nico walked to Percy's grave, letting his tears fall.
"I always suspected you liked him." Hades' voice sounded.
"Father, what are you doing here?"
"You know when I told you that some deaths can't be prevented?"
"Father, this is not very comforting!" Nico growled.
"Well, sometimes there is another way. I think you know that way." Hades said slyly. "Well, I'll be off."
Hades was right, Nico did know what he was talking about. It was not allowed by the gods but Nico didn't listen to them very often.
"Ok, here goes nothing."
Again he was in the black space. He knew he didn't have much time before Percy would be in the underworld (5 minutes if there was traffic)
"Percy," he called.
Again the ghost of Percy appeared.
"I need you to take my hand," Nico said softly.
Percy looked over his shoulder.
"YES, I am talking to you! Do you see anyone else?!" Nico said impatiently.
Percy moved closer, taking Nico's hand.
"Just out of curiosity, why are we holding hands?" Percy asked.
"Shhh! Are you crazy? Don't shout! We're getting out of here!"
"How?" Percy whispered.
"I will transfer some of my life into you so you can live." said Nico."Hopefully," he mumbled. "It can only be done by children of Hades. It's a death thing. You Ready?" He asked.
"Ummm.." Percy said.
"I take that as a yes," Nico began to concentrate. "Oh, and close your eyes."
Pain overwhelmed his body as he passed on a part of his life to Percy. Even with his eyes closed Nico could still could see the blinding light. They appeared outside of Percy's grave. Next to him lay Percy, the real Percy. He looked as awesome as usual.