The moon and sun (A solangelo fanfic)

Chapter 35: Nico

I can't believe Jason is dead. 

Will convinced me to sit with Mr. D. I missed sitting with Will, but sitting with Mr. D helped. We were narrowing down the possibilities of who could own the voice that's calling to me. 

Then Apollo came back. He confirmed that Jason really was dead.  

We defeated Nero. I don't want to explain all of the details, so I'll leave it at that. Apollo regained his immorality, and went back up to Mt. Olympus.

 Later, he came back and Wil and I got a quest. We were going back down to the Tartarus. 

We did the quest. I don't want to explain that. That was awful. 

Will and I hung out for the next few months. Things were great. 

Then one day, Percy came barging in, crying. "Annabeth, she's dead," he said in between tears.

I checked. He was right. I was just to focused on playing uno. There are more important things than uno.

Tears started to roll down my face. Jason died, and now Annabeth. Who's next?

Will got up to comfort Percy and I. After he hugged both of us, Percy turned to me. "Can't you bring her back like you did for Will and Hazel?"

"Hades wouldn't approve," I told him.

"I don't care! I'll march strait down to Elysium! She'll do the same for me!" Percy yelled.

I sighed. If I don't help Percy, he's probably going to end up dead. "I'll try to get her, but don't get your hopes up," I said.

He hugged me. Percy squeezed me so tight, I fell like my guts were going to explode under all the pressure.

I took Will and Percy's hands. I shadow traveled them to the entrance of the underworld. Then, I passed out.

After I woke back up, we were in Elysium. They were dragging me behind. 

"Hey guys, I can help look now," I told them. Percy jumped up, startled.

"How long have you been awake?" Will asked me.

"A few seconds."

"Well, get up."

I got up. My legs shaked a little bit. Shadow travel was exhausting. 

Looking around, I couldn't see anyone that looked like Annabeth. "I'll try summoning her," I said.

I put my hands to the ground. Looking around for her, she wasn't in Elysium.

"She's in Hades throne room," I informed. "Hades knows we'll try to bring her back. I think she's guarded."

"Well, lead us to Hades throne room," Percy told me.

I walked the path I've walked many times before. Once we entered Hades throne room, there was a glass jar with Annabeth in it. 

"Just like he did with my mom," Percy whispered. 

There was guards around the jar. I stepped up, and tried to stab one in the heart. My sword went right through him. Great. He was a ghost. When he got his sword out, there was a big cut next to my heart. He proceeded to stab at my heart, but I shadow traveled away in time. 

I was barley conscious when I stepped out of the shadows. Will looked at my wound. "You'll survive," he told me.

"How do we get Annabeth out of there?" I asked.

"We could wait for Nico to recharge, then have him shadow travel in the jar and shadow travel Annabeth out," Percy suggested.

"That could work," Will said.

I had to go into the jar. Taking one more look at it, it was the same jar the giants captured me in. The same jar that I spent days in a death trance. 

"I-I can't," I told them.

"Why not?" Percy asked.

Will looked at me. He saw me staring at the jar. Realization covered his face.

"That's the same jar the giants captured him in," Will said.

"Oh. Nico, I'm sorry I brought up that idea. We'll find another way," Percy said.

"My father will come back soon. We don't have time for another plan," I replied, then shadow traveled into the jar.

The air was scarce, just how I remembered. It was exactly how I remembered.

I grabbed Annabeth's hand then shadow traveled out of there. That's the last thing I remembered.