Author's note; hi lovelyz. This is the start of a story that I am slowly working on. It is part of the Harry & Nico stories that this one is going to be set in The Mark of Athena with Harry interacting and working with the seven. I hope you all enjoy and please leave your thoughts on this story. And please leave helpful suggestions.
Chapter 1: Listening in
Harry was somewhere in Canada grumbling over the fact that Thanatos knew something about his angel that he wouldn't share. The personification of death only saying. "The fates said I couldn't tell you about this. Sorry Master."
When he felt a disturbance. He closed his eyes and focused. Canada? No. New York? No. San Francisco? No, although he thought there was something going on and Camp Jupiter. He continued stretching out his death abilities to find where the thing was that was messing with his Mojo.
Tipico 42. In Kansas. Why was there a death disturbance in Kansas? He breathe deeply and focused his abilities. Eidolons. There were Eidolons in Kansas and he could also since some demigods nearby as well. Maybe the one he was thinking about was there.
He focused before letting the feeling lead him. When he opened his eyes he was standing in a room, he glanced around, that was showing pictures of Camp Half-Blood. He looked over at the table that had seven demigods and he noticed that the disturbance what's coming from three of the boys. He tuned in to listen to what they were saying. More precisely hey pretty girl with choppy brown hair.
"You think the Giants will use our-our blood?" Harry winced. Blood is a sacred thing and is most potent in very desirable for dark and some looser grey Magic. He subconsciously rubbed at his right forearm where Pettigrew had sliced him open for a few drops of his blood during the ritual to bring Voldemort back.
Harry listened as they discussed more about a prophecy. And about the old see God Forces. The group was just talking about getting ready to go to bed when the girl with the choppy hair spoke up again.
"Weight." The rest of the people turn to her in Harry could see the nervous tension in her face and shoulders. This was a girl who did not like being in the spotlight. Harry could tell.
"There's one last thing." She said. "The eidolons, the possessing spirits. They're here."