Bronze Gold Shadow (Percy Jackson/Teen Wolf Crossover)

Will's Idea

Of course I started noticing when Nico began sleeping in Cabin Seven. I wasn't a daughter of Athena for no reason. 

Plus, Nico told me. 

He didn't tell me details. Just that the nightmares were starting to get bad, that sometimes he couldn't tell when he had woken up. He never told me about what was in the dreams, I never asked. 

He never asked about mine either. 

Nico also started talking to Mr D at breakfast. I waited till training before I asked him why. He told me, "It was Will's idea. Since he's the god of madness, Will thought Mr D might help me distinguish my dreams from reality." 

"Does talking to him help?" I asked as I ducked a slash. 

"Kind of," he replied. "It's just weird. I hear this voice calling out from the pit. I can't help but wonder..." 

I sidestepped his lunge and tried to slash him. He dodged it and brought his blade down. I brought my bow up and bocked it. I then kicked him in the stomach. 

"Think something's calling out to you from Tartarus?" I questioned. That cause him to falter enough for me to land a punch on his ribs. He coughed then slashed at my stomach. He ripped my shirt but didn't touch my skin with the Stygian Iron. 

"I don't know," he confessed. He tried to slash at me, nearly nicking my arm. I brought my bow over and blocked it. I let the other side come out and nearly slice at Nico. "Will thinks it's just PTSD from my being down there." 

"What do you think it is?" I asked. He went left and I followed but then he switched back and caught me in a headlock. My back was pressed against his chest, his sword against my neck. 

"I don't know," he admitted. "But I do know you're dead." 

"So are you," I told him. He looked down and saw my bow tip positioned at sternum. With the bow's angle, if I moved closer to him the Celestial bronze would enter his body right where his diaphragm was. 

"Sneaky," he said. 

"So was your feinting, pollo," I pointed out. Nico let me go and I stepped away. I shouldered my bow and grabbed a cup of water. "But seriously, what do you think is going on?" I asked. 

Nico sat down on a bench and ran a hand through his black hair. "I don't know. I think... I mean I have a theory." 

"Something is better than nothing," I told him. I sat down next to him. "Tell me." 

"I think it may be Bob," he replied. At my confused expression he continued. "He's a Titan, a good Titan. He used to be Iapetus, Titan of the west until Percy wiped his memory with the River Lethe. Then he became Bob. He cleaned up my father's palace. I was there and convinced him that Percy was a friend. Because of that, Percy and Annabeth were able to survive Tartarus and escape when Bob held off the monsters. Now I think he's calling out for me to help him." 

I nodded, trying to take it all in. "Okay. Do you think we could help him?" 

"I don't see how," he admitted. "I mean it's Tartarus Lizzie. Percy and Annabeth barely survived, I was... well it wasn't a great experience." 

"First off, don't call me Lizzie, Neeks." 

"Don't call me Neeks, Lizzie." 

"Secondly, I've seen a lot of crazy things since I discovered this world," I continued. "And even before then. You; raising skeletons, campers; defeating armies when we're vastly outnumbered, centaurs with Nerf guns." That last one got a smile out of him. "If those things are possible, then staging a rescue mission to Hell is possible too."