There I was. In the middle of a room, like the dinner pavilion at Camp Half-Blood. It was full of people who appeared to be 11-17 years old. They all wore black robes. There were four long tables. Everyone looked at me and drew there sticks as I stepped out of the shadows. Yes. Sticks. I drew my sword. It glowed with power. Shock showed in their eyes. They sent sparks at me but they just bounced of me. The sparks stung a little though.

"Who ARE you!?" A tall boy, maybe 17 said. He had a British accent. He had black hair and glasses. On his forehead was a scar that looked like a lightning bolt. Jason would love that scar.

"Nico Di Angelo. Who are you?" I replied. Keep it cool Nico. They are just a bunch of people who can shot sparks.

"Where did you come from?" A girl with bushy brown hair said, also with an accent. She reminded me of Annabeth for some reason.

"Why are you here?" A red head asked.

"I...I will just go now becau-" The doors slammed shut. I just rolled my eyes. "If I can get in here with out doors, I can get out you know!" Everyone looked confused.

"Hermione, I thought you couldn't apperate on school grounds!?" The red head boy said. I had no idea what "Apperating" was, but it must have been like shadow traveling.

Someone grabbed me from behind. I wizzes around, startled, it was a woman. She was quite old. She wore a deep green robe and witch hat. Hades, were these people wizards and witches?

"You are clearly not a wizard. But you are not a muggle....come with me." She decided. "Ron, Hermione, Harry, could you come and help me sort this out?" I was lead down the hall. The three 17 year olds who had questioned me trailed. I was lead into a office.

The office had a desk with neat stacks of paper that if stacked on top of each other, would reach Olympus. There was a chair behind the desk. The woman made four chairs appear. They came from no where. How strange. The woman sat behind the desk. Ron, the red head , sat in the chair on the far left. Hermione sat next to him, then I sat in, then the boy with the lightning scar sat on my right.

"How did you get here?" The woman interrogated. She looked stern, but I felt I could trust her. I was going to tell the truth.

"If I tell you, who else will you tell?"

"Depends on your answer, if you aperated than I will say the barrier is broken."

"Okay, but swear on the river styx you won't tell a soul unless it makes this...this place in danger."

"Isn't the Styx a river in Greek mythology?" Hermione asked. So they were not demigods for sure.

"Ya, so?" I snarled. I was in a bad mood. All I wanted was to get some Mickey D's! They all looked a little taken aback.

"What if we don't?" Harry asked. "Or what if we break the promise?"

"If you don't, I will leave. If you break the oath you will die a very painful death." They grimaced but swore the oath.

I explained shadow traveling. They all looked shocked. I left out the gods and what not though. They looked very shocked that I could shadow travel. Then they explained who they were.

"I am sorry, but now we must wipe your memory." The woman said.

"What! Why?"

"We told you about wizards. We can't have you tell the other muggles!" Hermione added.

"Muggle?"

"Non-Magical folk." Harry clarified.

"No thank you. I will just be on my way." I started to step into the shadows. They grabbed me just as I was leaving. I reappeared at camp with three tails. They looked shocked. Will saw me and ran over, clearly confused about the new comers.

"Who are these people?" He asked. I started to respond, but I fell asleep. Shadow traveling wore me out. Of all times to sleep. I guess Britain was a long ways away.....