Best Intentions, Worst Mistakes

chapter 2

Important thing to note... This will be yaoi (boy-boy). Don't like? You do not have to read.

Disclaimer- I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians or the Heroes of Olympus series. (One can dream though) All rights go to the proper parties.

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Nico POV

It had been eight months since I had stayed at camp for more than a few hours at a time. Eight months since anyone had heard a whisper of where Percy was. Eight months since I had last spoken to him...

I tried not to think about what might have made him leave; if I did I was overcome with a sense of shame.

I regretted my words more than ever. For the first few weeks I thought that he might be mad at me and that he would return when he cooled down. But weeks turned into months and no one, not even his mom or Annabeth, knew where he went.

Camp half blood had sent out search parties. I was never asked to help with those but I searched on my own anyway. I needed to find him, to tell him that I was sorry. I searched the country for any hint of the missing son of Poseidon without any success.

What was even worse was that the gods had pulled away without warning or reason. We wanted to ask Apollo if he had seen him but they had shut Mount Olympus. We weren't even sure if our prayers were getting through.

My only consolation was that he was alive. I would have known if he wasn't. I was so in tune with his soul that I would know immediately if something had happened to him.

However rather than make me feel relieved, it made me even more nervous. There was no way that Percy would willingly disappear for so long without a word. What creature was so powerful that they could hold the son of the sea god for eight months? The only beings I knew who were strong enough would be the gods themselves. But Percy was the hero of Olympus, why would they want to kidnap him?

I tried to distract myself but all I could see was the pain in his eyes the last time we had spoken. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I lay back on the ground and tried to get some sleep. My dreams lately had been full of visions. Visions of death chained.

My father hadn't confirmed it to me but he didn't have to. The doors of death were open and souls were no longer being held in the underworld. It was how I had gotten my sister out.

I frowned and opened my eyes. I had gone to the underworld back in September, before Percy had disappeared, in order to bring back Bianca only to find that she had chosen to be reborn. I was walking through the fields of Asphodel when I sensed a spirit that stood out. I followed the feeling to a young girl. She was standing beside a white poplar tree.

I instantly knew that she was a daughter of the underworld. I had made a quick decision and decided that, even if I couldn't bring Bianca back, I would save the young girl. I explained to her who I was and what she was. I offered her a second chase to earn Elysium and she agreed.

I had brought her to Camp Jupiter. My father had told me about it last summer; it was a camp for the children of their Roman alter-egos. I was told that I couldn't tell anyone but that I would need to know about it one day soon. I had yet to figure out why Hades had shown it to me. I sighed and glared at the stars. Just another secret...

I was so tired of lying to the world. Just once I wished that I could be honest, that I didn't have to lie. I rolled onto my side and stared into the flame of my campfire. I was currently searching for Percy in Ohio. Why Ohio? Because it was just as likely as anywhere else that I had already searched without luck.