Nico di Angelo: Son of Hades, Ghost King, and... Demon Hunter?

Chapter One- Nico Has Lunch with Captain Hook

Honestly, Nico didn't know how he ended up in Ankeny, Iowa, he just did. He guessed it was just a sense he had- being the Ghost King and all, a sixth sense for the supernatural had to come naturally to him... right? Of course, I think some background information is needed here.

Nico had just left Camp Jupiter after a run in with Percy. While I'd like to tell you that their reunion was happy and full of sunshine and rainbows and pretty sparkly oceans, it was actually terribly depressing. Percy didn't remember a thing about Nico- or anything, for that matter. All he remembered was his best friend Grover and his... girlfriend Annabeth. Granted, not that Nico thought he meant too terribly much to Percy, but Percy meant quite a bit to him. He shook his head- he had to get his mind of his stupid little crush on a straight guy with a girlfriend. Anyway, back to the explanation- Nico needed to get away from half-blood drama, so he took a road trip, and this shit hole was where it had taken him.

He flopped back on the motel bed and (somehow) read the newspaper clutched in his hands again. Apparently, someone had been murdered here, and the attacker had been "invisible". This had prompted Nico to raise an eyebrow. 'A ghost,' he thought. 'But what kind of ghost kills people? Or maybe it isn't a ghost, but a monster? But what kind of monster is invisible?' Nico knew what had to come next- a McDonalds run and a trip to the graveyard.

-Magestical page break of awkwardness-

About 15 minutes later, Nico had completed item one on his checklist, with the added bonus of feeding himself along the way. Finishing off his Big Mac, Nico made a run for the graveyard. Now, when Nico got there, he expected it to be fairly empty. What Nico did not expect was for two grown men to be discussing something next to the grave he had made a beeline for. 'Well,' Nico thought, 'this complicates things.' Things got especially complicated when one of the two turned around, noticed him, and pointed a gun at him.

"Who are you?" The taller of the two asked with suspicion. The other had a gun pointed at his head, though he looked wearily towards the sword strapped to his side.

Nico did suppose that he looked a little odd, running up to a graveyard with a bag of McDonalds and a sword that, apparently, these two could see. He dropped the McDonalds bag and put his hands up.

"Just your typical high school troublemaker," Nico replied smoothly, no hint of fear in his voice. He was in a graveyard- if he even tried to shoot, he had an army of bone shields- like meat shields, but less effective.

The one holding the gun narrowed his eyes. "I find that hard to believe, you showing up here with a sword and..." he glanced at the bag on the ground for a moment, "a bag of McDonalds."

Nico tilted his head. "True, true. I see your point." He sighed. "Well, since you can see through the mist, I suppose there's no point in hiding this from you. So then, first things first... you guys know about the Greek gods?" Nico asked. The two nodded, and Nico continued. "Lovely. Well, they're real, I'm a demigod son of Hades, and I came to temporarily resurrect the murder victim."

hey both blinked several times and looked at each other. "Well, Dean... we've run into weirder," the taller one pointed out, and the one with the gun (who Nico now knew was Dean), glared back. "Yeah, well not everything mythology is real, now is it?"