Third Person

"I'm driving." Zoe said immediately.

"What? Hades no. I'll drive." Perseus said.

"Why should you drive?"

"Because you are a freaking maniac, that's why."

Thalia snorted. Bianca looked pensive.

"Why don't you two just switch off? You drive some of the way, and Zoe drives the rest," she suggested.

"Well, well. Arty's new Hunter just stopped World War Z. You did good, recruiting this one." Perseus smiled crookedly, and Bianca blushed at the attention.

"World War Z?" Thalia asked, her brow furrowed.

"Well, yeah." Perseus said like it was obvious. "She'd be the one to send the first arrow flying, so it would be World War Z-for Zoe. It fits, right?"

Zoe punched him in the arm, not looking particularly angry. "Just start driving."

Perseus looked amused, and then a strange look came over Perseus face. "Get in the car. Wait for me."

"But-"

"Wait for me."

"Weirdo." Thalia muttered as she entered the vehicle. Perseus heard Zoe start to scold his cousin, and Bianca's sigh, until the doors closed, and the sound was cut off.

Perseus stood there for a moment. "Come out, kid."

A little black haired boy with bright eyes came out. Despite the situation, he was looking awed. "Wow! How did you know I was there?"

Perseus snorted. "Please. Kid, you were as subtle as a ten ton elephant in an art gallery."

The kid, Perseus remembered his name was something that began with an 'N', had the presence of mind to blush. Nate, Nick...no, Nico. His name was Nico.

"Oh." Nico said, looked down.

"Don't worry about it, kid. You're an unclaimed, untrained newbie demigod. I honestly wouldn't expect anything better."

"Was that supposed to be a compliment?"

"Take it however you want." Perseus said, suddenly looking stern. Nico was having trouble meeting his gaze. "Why were you trying to follow us?"

"I-"

"And don't lie."

Nico gulped, and looked down. "I...the prophecy was bad, right? It said that people could die. I...I just...my sister..." he stuttered, looking like he might cry.

The day before there had been a game of Capture the Flag. Because of his awesomeness, and the fact that he was neither a Hunter nor a Camper, Perseus choose to opt out. There had been a fight between Thalia and Zoe. Apparently the two had some bad blood. Anyway, arrows were flying and lightning was getting zap-happy. So, of course, a dead women felt the need to intervene.

She belted out the prophecy, and then went dead again, leaving the poor satyr to bring her dead ass back to the attic.

Of course, Perseus already knew that was going to happen, but that was besides the point. The point is, two people were going to die. Perseus had already foreseen that, but it was made light to a crowd of rowdy demigods with weapons. The news wasn't taken lightly.

Everyone's nerves were heightened. The Camp's happy atmosphere was sullen. And it wasn't just because the Athenian girl was missing. Although, that was a part.

"Look, kid-"

"My name is Nico di Angelo." Nico said suddenly, bravely fixing his, slightly glazed, dark brown eyes determinedly on Perseus.

"Well, Nico di Angelo." Perseus said with a hint of a smile. "I am Perseus."

A look of what can only be described as complete and total awe crossed Nico's features. "Like, the Perseus?"

Perseus scoffed. "Why does everyone think that? I wear the name way better than my cousin ever did."

"Cousin?" Nico said, his jaw dropping wider.

"Look, ki-Nico. Pretty much everyone here is related in some way or another. It really isn't a big deal. Gods don't technically have blood, see...Bah! I'm getting off track. What I was going to say was that I admire your bravery. I also admire your loyalty...but, kid, you can't come with us."

Nico's eyes narrowed. "Bianca is just as new to this as me. If she can go, I need to, too. I have to make sure she is okay." His eyes narrowed even more. "And you can't stop me."

Perseus laughed. "Hell yeah, I can. Nico, I'm sorry, but prophecies, which incredibly cryptic, are also very strict. Five go. Three come back. I understand why you don't like those odds...neither do I. But we aren't gods- only half. Some of us can even see fate, but we can't change it. You weren't meant to be a part of this quest. You're sister, however, is. That isn't me being intentionally mean...but it is just the way it is."

"I can't accept that."

"You don't have to. You don't have to like it either, but know that if you try and come after us, the harpies will come after you. Did you know that they clean our dishes with lava? They also have weird cravings for straggling demigods."

Nico looked down, clenching his fists. "I... what if she doesn't...what...what if...?" Perseus felt bad. The poor kid looked like he was going to have a fit. Perseus didn't want to make promises that he knew he couldn't keep. He didn't want the (unknown) son of Hades to go through the suffering that was to lose someone he loved. But neither he, nor Perseus had a say in the matter. Perseus wasn't sure if Bianca was going to die, or not. He did know that Zoe would, though, and he wanted to push his fists through Atlas himself. But...

"Try."

"What?"

"Bring her back." Nico said, his gaze unwavering from Perseus' startling sea green ones. "Promise me. Bring my sister back to me."

Perseus couldn't tear his gaze away. "Nico..."

"Please, Perseus. Protect her. Don't let my sister die."

If only it was that simple.

"I-"

"Promise." Nico said seriously. "If anyone can do it, you can! Aren't you super powerful? You can make sure she stays safe." He said eagerly.

This kid was really twisting his arm, wasn't he. Gods of Olympus. Sometimes he wondered if normal demigods had to go through this crap. Now, if his sister died, he wouldn't just feel terrible and mourn her...he'd have to live with imagining and experiencing her little brother's reaction. Damn those puppy eyes.

"I will try..." Perseus frowned. "I will try my best, but I can't promise anything."

"But you will try really hard to make sure she stays safe?"

"I will," Perseus said grimly.

Nico beamed. "That's good enough for me! Now, go and kick some ass...but make sure my sister's ass doesn't get kicked! Bye!" And then Nico went off, back into the woods, leaving Perseus with a sinking feeling in his chest. One more person he could disappoint.

"Perseus! You coming, or what?" Thalia complained loudly.

"Shove over," Perseus said grimly to Zoe, who was in the driver's seat. "I'm driving first," he said, leaving no room for argument.

Well then, this was going to suck.

I know, I know! Short chapter, but kind of vital! I am sooo sorry that I haven't updated in a while...a while kind of being an understatement. I will mainly focus on Percy Jackson- Grandson of Voldemort, and this.  It's a Harry Potter and Percy Jackson crossover, just in case that wasn't clear by the title. If you haven't read that, please give it a shot.

I'm going to be busy, but I promise to try and be more diligent in writing and updating.

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