Percy and Nico: The Sea and Shadows

Chapter 5

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Nico and Percy were on an IM together; both of them confused as they talked. They needed to seek out something together, in order to level up their weapons, they had gathered from the room-incident.

The question was, What would they need to seek out?

The IM lasted around 2 hours before they ended it, both in their respective homes. Percy was pacing around his room, rummaging all the things they could have possibly wanted or needed to look for. Had his dad asked for something, recently? Had Zeus?

Percy kept thinking, but nothing came to mind.

In his own room, Nico laid on his bed, staring at the ceiling. Ignoring the fact that he and Percy were now– apparently– dating, if he was right, they had to find something to seek out to grant them their godly weapons.

Percy had a gut feeling that he had to travel to Westover Hall, in Maine. He couldn't explain the feeling but he trusted it. So he grabbed his trusty pen and armor and flashed to Westover hall.

As he arrived, he could see the familiar outline of his boyfriend, Nico. He snuck up on him. "Boo." Percy said and chuckled, but he wasn't chuckling when Nico spun around and punched him square in the nose.

The rings on his hand did not help the pain. Golden ichor trickled out of Percy's nose. "Gods sake Neeks!"

Nico glared at his boyfriend, "Spook me and you get harmed, idiot."

"You do that all the time!"

"What, scare you?"

"Yes!" Percy said.

"Yeah, but I know when to duck." Nico shot back.

Both young gods rolled their eyes, "Westover hall." Nico shuddered, remembering the time he and Bianca had spent here. The time he learnt that Greek Mythology was real, the time that Bianca joined the hunters.

The time where, well, his emo phase had started.

Percy remembered Westover Hall as more of a blurr; he and Annabeth had danced, she fell off a cliff, Thalia got the idea to join the hunters, and it had caused all the dominoes to fall into place.

"West over hall." He agreed.

"Shall we go in?, I have a feeling what we are searching for is in there." Percy asked.

Nico simply nodded his head to answer.

The two started walking forward, both had their weapons drawn. Just in case.

They reached the heavy, oak doors to the castle, and pushed them open with a bit of effort, but as they entered. Something seemed to change. Something seemed to be off.

As the two started to look around, a memory seemed to play around them. The memory was of the time Perce, Grover, Thalia, and Annabeth went to rescue the Di Angelo kids.

The memory started with Dr. Thorn, having a go at the three demigods and the satyr for not being in the hall where the dance was happening. The appearance of the memory was much like when the mist was thick; everything was hazy, and Percy was pretty sure some details were off, like the color of Dr. Thorn's tie and how Thalia's hair kept shifting from longer to shorter.

Nico was quiet; Percy slowly walked through the memory, following their younger selves as he, Annabeth, Thalia, and Grover made it to the dance. The Di Angelo' siblings were in a corner, Nico excitedly shuffling his Mythomagic cards and Bianca nervously looking around.

He heard Nico suck in a breath at the sight, staring at Bianca.

Her hat changed from a bright green to a darker one to a murky one, and she went from shorter-to-taller as the memory tried to cement itself.

Percy focused in on the memory of the dance, there was something wrong with it; he was on the dance floor with Thalia, when true to his memory, he had danced with Annabeth. The difference unnerved him, and he turned to Nico.

Nico was staring at Bia and the younger version of himself. "Wh..wha...what's going on Perce?"

Percy looked at him, walking over. "I think someone is trying to trick us, this is a very old memory. The first time we met."

As they looked around the room, a doorway that never seemed to be there before appeared.

They didn't seem to notice it, though, as they focused on the memory.

Soon, the memory showed them all leaving, and yet again the door showed up, this time it was brighter. So Percy grabbed Nico's hand and dragged him towards it.

They entered through the door, and it led to a massive library, however this library was strange as it only had one book in it, the book had no title, but it was the only book there.

"...That's not how I remember this." Nico said, frowning as the two peered over the book.

The book seemed to float towards them. Nico picked it up, "Strange."

"I guess whoever planted this memory thing, wanted us to find the book, so this must be the right thing." Percy said, sounding smart for once.

Nico nodded, they both went to leave but as they did that's when they were yet again transported somewhere. This time it looked like a run down ski lodge, with nothing and nobody for miles.

"Not again!" Percy yelled, Nico looked around and a note appeared on the table.

"You shall not be allowed to leave until we are happy that you are getting along. -P and H"

"Bloody meddling fathers." Percy muttered.

Meanwhile, in Atlantis. Poseidon felt at unease; as if a civil war was brewing.

Kymopoleia, who was the daughter of Poseidon and Amphitrite, the Goddess of violent seas and stormy weather, felt left out as she was yet again passed over on the chance to be the crown princess; passed over by a former demigod just added pain to the wound.

Time after time, she was passed over for things and she was fed up with it now.

Kymopoleia was in her room, notes everywhere. Percy's weakness' and everything, the best way to take him down.

Back in the ski lodge; Percy and Nico were lounging around. Even though their parents meddled, they didnt know everything. Or anything, to be specific. They were already getting along plenty fine; what was their fathers' deal?"

"What do you think our fathers are up to?" Percy asked

"They must be plotting something, for sure." Nico said. "This is... weird. And not like them."

"Mhm." Percy agreed. He fell asleep on the couch.

Nico rolled his eyes, smiling fondly. "There's a bed over there." He gestured to the other room, fully aware Percy was asleep. "But goodnight." He then went into the bedroom and, like Percy, fell asleep.

Kymopoleia was studying her notes; she would challenge her half-brother to a duel soon. The winner would take the throne of heir to the kingdom and she didn't care what her father had to say.