Fire boy and water girl

Poor nico

   Before they tried to summon Bianca, Percy and Annabeth sat me down and explained everything.

   Everything from what camp half blood was, which is where they'd be taking me after the quest to train. The war that was going on with Kronos and the Titans, and the prophecy that Percy was in. They explained the Greek gods and said they wouldn't know who my parent is before I get claimed. They told me what happened last winter to Nico's sister and why Nico didn't trust them, and they introduced me to Tyson and Grover who were the cyclops and half-goat.
   Eurytion also let me pick out a sword from the weapon wall. He made me test out different types to see which fit best and I picked up a bronze one that was calling out to me. He told me it also turned into a bracelet and it had the Poseidon trident charm on it. I decided not to tell the others this until I knew on my own who was my godly parent. 
  Later on we set out after dark and the moon was full as silver clouds drifted across the sky.

    "Minos should be here by now," Nico said, frowning. "It's full dark."

   "Maybe he got lost," Percy suggested.

   Nico poured root beer and tossed barbecue into the pit, then began chanting in Ancient Greek. 
    Immediately the bugs in the woods stopped chirping.

   I've never seen Nico summon the dead but it felt unnatural. The air felt cold as the first spirits appeared. Sulfurous mist seeped out of the ground that reminded me of a Harry Potter Patronus. Shadows thickened into human forms. And one blue shade drifted to the edge of the pit and knelt to drink.

   "Stop him!" Nico said, breaking his chant. "Only Bianca may drink!"

   I drew my sword as Percy pulled out his, and the ghosts retreated with a collective hiss at the sight of celestial bronze.
   It was too late to stop the first spirit. It was Minos.

"Minos!" Nico said. "What are you doing?"

   "My apologies, master," the ghost said, though he didn't sound very sorry. "The sacrifice smelled so good, I couldn't resist." He looked at his hands and smiled. "It is good to see myself again. Almost in solid form—"

   "You are disrupting the ritual!" Nico protested. "Get—"

   The dead began shimmering brightly, and Nico began to take up the chant to keep them at bay.

    "Yes, quite right, master," Minos said with amusement. "You keep chanting. I've only come to protect you from these liars who would deceive you."He turned to Percy as if he was some kind of treat. "Percy Jackson...my, my. The sons of Poseidon haven't improved over the centuries, have they?"

    "We're looking for Bianca di Angelo," Was the only thing he said. "Get lost."

    Minos chuckled. "I understand you once killed my Minotaur with your bare hands. But worse things await you in the maze. Do you really believe Daedalus will help you?"The spirits began to stir in agitation.   
   Annabeth drew her knife and helped me keep them away from the pit while Percy stood and talked.   

   Grover got so nervous he clung to Tyson's shoulder.

    "Daedalus cares nothing for you, half-bloods," Minos warned. "You can't trust him. He is old beyond counting, and crafty. He is bitter from the guilt of murder and is cursed by the gods."

    "The guilt of murder?" I asked.
"Who did he kill?" Percy asked.
     "Do not change the subject!" the ghost growled. "You are hindering Nico. You try to persuade him to give up his goal. I would make him a lord!" Pfft I really couldn't take Minos serious right now.

      "Enough, Minos," Nico commanded.

   The ghost sneered. "Master, these are your enemies. You must not listen to them! Let me protect you. I will turn their minds to madness, as I did the others." He can't turn my already crazy mind into more crazy.
     "The others?" Annabeth gasped. "You mean Chris Rodriguez? That was you?"

     "The maze is my property," the ghost said, "not Daedalus's! Those who intrude deserve madness."

     "Be gone, Minos!" Nico demanded. "I want to see my sister!" The ghost bit back his rage.
     "As you wish, master. But I warn you. You cannot trust these heroes." Then he faded. Nico can trust me though.
   "Bianca, appear!" Nico said as he started chanting faster.

   "Any time now," Grover muttered.

    Then a silvery light flickered in the trees—a spirit that seemed brighter and stronger than the others. Percy let it pass as It knelt to drink at the pit. 
     When it arose, it was the ghostly form of a girl with olive skin, black hair and a green cap who looked around my age.
    Nico's chanting faltered. And I lowered my sword.

    The other spirits started to crowd forward, but Bianca raised her arms and they retreated into the woods.
    "Hello, Percy," she said, she smiled faintly at him, and her whole form flickered.

   "Bianca," Percy said. His voice sounded thick and I grabbed his hand. "I'm so sorry," he went on.
   "You have nothing to apologize for, Percy. I made my own choice. I don't regret it." She answered.

   "Bianca!" Nico stumbled forward. Bianca turned around toward her brother and expression looked sad, as if she'd been dreading this moment.   
    "Hello, Nico. You've gotten so tall."

     "Why didn't you answer me sooner?" he cried. "I've been trying for months!"

     "I was hoping you would give up."

     "Give up?" He sounded heartbroken,  it made my heart hurt, I've never known my family, I didn't know the pain of losing someone when I don't have someone to lose in the first place. "How can you say that? I'm trying to save you!"

   "You can't, Nico. Don't do this. Percy is right."

"No! He let you die! He's not your friend."

     Bianca stretched out a hand to touch Nico's face, but she was made of mist. Her hand evaporated as it got close to his skin.

   "You must listen to me," she said. "Holding grudges is dangerous for a child of Hades. It is our fatal flaw. You have to forgive. You have to promise me this."

    "I can't. Never."

"Percy has been worried about you, Nico. He can help. I let him see what you were up to, hoping he would find you."

    "So it was you," Percy said. "You sent those Iris-messages."

    Bianca nodded.

     "Why are you helping him and not me?" Nico screamed. "It's not fair!"

     "You are close to the truth now," Bianca told him. "It's not Percy you're mad at, Nico. It's me."

    "No."

    "You're mad because I left you to become a Hunter of Artemis. You're mad because I died and left you alone. I'm sorry for that, Nico. I truly am. But you must overcome the anger. And stop blaming Percy for my choices. It will be your doom."

   "She's right," Annabeth broke in. "Kronos is rising, Nico. He'll twist anyone he can to his cause."

     "I don't care about Kronos," Nico said. "I just want my sister back."

     "You can't have that, Nico," Bianca told him gently.

    "I'm the son of Hades! I can."

    "Don't try, If you love me, don't. it's time you begin to trust in other's," and for the first time she looked at me. "I trust you will look after him well Adelaide, it's a shame we didn't meet in life."

   I gulped and nodded at her. All this time I've felt like I was Nicos responsibility, but it feels like everything was switched, Nico needs someone older to trust and look after him. To help him stop being a angry kid, someone who understands what it's like to be alone.

    The spirits had started to gather around us again, and they seemed agitated. Their shadows shifted. Their voices whispered, Danger!

    "Tartarus stirs," Bianca said. "Your power draws the attention of Kronos. The dead must return to the Underworld. It is not safe for us to remain."

    "Wait," Nico said. "Please—"

   "Good-bye, Nico," Bianca said. "I love you. Remember what I said." Her form shivered and the ghosts disappeared, leaving us alone.