I AM SOOOOOOO SORRY ABOUT THE WAIT! This legit took me for ever! I have never had such bad writer's block... I would write a paragraph and then delete it because it sucked and it went on like that for weeks. It was awful! I still don't think this chapter is very good but I really needed to update. A few more days and it would be a month inbetween updates! That's just awful! I really am so so so so sorry about how long this took!

Warnings: Swearing (because Nico is angry)

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Disclaimer: I don't own PJO or HP!

Percy POV

I was worried. No one has seen Nico since class ended and that was three hours ago.

Just to add to my worry, there was rumors flying around about Nico being a death eater and something about some Slytherin girl named Pansy Parkinson. I honestly don't get how any of it is connected to Nico's disappearance, but I know he wouldn't leave willingly without leaving some sort of message. It just doesn't make sense. The gods wouldn't have summoned him for fear that our cover would be blown. Well, Hades might have. He never had high regard for any rules but his own.

There truthfully was no logical explanation I could come up with to explain Nico's sudden disappearance.

I paced back and forth, coming up with every solution that my dyslexic mind could think of for where Nico could have gone. Annabeth sat on the couch with the Stoll brother's as they silently watched me pace back and forth muttering under my breath like a crazy person.

"Maybe we should Iris message him!" Annabeth suggested suddenly.

"Yes! How did I not think of that before?" I agreed excitedly.

"Because you're a Seaweed Brain." Annabeth smirked at me.

I rolled my eyes at my girlfriend before grabbing her hand and pulling her out of the Gryffindor common room. We only received a few weird looks due to our sudden departure from a few other Gryffindors.

"Where are we going to get a rainbow at?" Connor questioned.

"Don't worry about it" Annabeth said, "I've got my prism to make a rainbow."

Travis muttered something under his breath that sounded like 'of course'. This earned him a glare from Annabeth and laughter from Connor. I managed to keep from laughing because I didn't want Annabeth mad at me. Once she was mad at me for a week, and that was the worst week of my life. Every time I tried to talk to her I would either be ignored or receive one word answers. She could hold a grudge like a child of Hades.

"I don't think anyone will find us here." Annabeth decided after we reached an abandoned corridor that looked identical to the ones we had been walking down for almost five minutes now. At least we were probably not going to get discovered. That could lead to some awkward questions that I would much rather avoid.

"O Iris, goddess of the rainbow, accept my offering, show me Nico Di Angelo." Annabeth recited before flipping a golden drachma into the rainbow. It shimmered for a second before Nico came into focus.

He looked terrified. Where ever he was it was very dark and Nico was trying to blend into the shadows.

When he spotted us, he emitted a few swear words that would have made Hades proud. I honestly don't know where he learned language like that.

"There is our visitor. Why were you trying to hide boy?" a chilling voice sounded from the background. Where the Hades was Nico?

"Shit!" Nico growled before turning to us and saying, "I really have to go. I shadow traveled to the wrong place and found Voldemort!" With that he sliced through the Iris message with his hand and the image of Nico disappeared.

"Dammit Nico!" I muttered, "We leave him alone for an hour and he gets abducted by Voldemort."

"What should we do?" Travis asked frantically.

"What can we do? We have no clue where he is. We have to let him get himself out of this one." Annabeth sighed. We all knew she was right. We were all no help at all. Being helpless is the worst. I think I would rather break both my arms fighting than be helpless.

Nico POV

Shit Shit Shit Shit Shit Shit Shit! Damn it Percy!

They would fucking Iris message me when I was just about to be overlooked.

Now I have to face Voldemort, and I'm so tired right now that I'm not sure I could even hurt a mortal, much less a powerful, evil wizard.

Why me?

I drew my sword and turned to Voldemort and his followers. There were only five plus Voldemort. This meant that my chances of escaping were pretty good. I scanned the place for possible exits and hiding places while still keeping and eye on Voldemort.

Voldemort laughed darkly. "Relax boy. I have no intentions of killing you at the present moment." Riddle said.

Was that supposed to make me feel better?

I chose not to answer and began planning out how I would escape after I found out what Riddle wanted.

"However, that can change if you're uncooperative." Riddle threatened. He was way too sure of himself. Why not go along with it? .

"What do you want?" I asked wearily. I could find out something about his motives. It could turn out to be useful information if we have to fight him later. Annabeth would be so proud, I actually thought of something useful to our mission.

"I would like you to join me and my army of dark wizards. I am out to destroy Harry Potter, and one of my spies tells me about some recent disagreements you've had with him. I understand how rude and ignorant Potter is, and this is the perfect opportunity to get your revenge." Voldemort said. Every time he said Harry's name I noticed a distasteful look appear in his eyes for a second, before his face went back to its emotionless state. I honestly don't remember why he was trying to kill Harry. I'm not the best at paying attention, stupid ADHD. Chiron had explained everything and it probably would have helped if I'd listened, but Annabeth was probably the only one who remebered a thing we had been told before the mission.

"Would you tell me who your spy is if I agree?" I asked still playing along. It's alway nice to know who you can and can't trust. Plus, I would have so much fun giving the spy false information.

"Interesting request." Voldemort chuckled dryly. "Most ask for protection for thier family or themeslves, and a few ask for money. You are very strange wizard." He inquired before sighing and continuing, "I suppose that it would be proper to tell you who you're fellow Death Eaters at Hogwarts are when you join."

"Ok. What do Death Eaters do?" I asked. I really hope he's buying this because I really can't tell if I seem sincere. It is extremely difficuly due to the almost unbearable urge to collapse in laughter I get every time I hear Death Eater. I said a silent prayer to the gods that my faux sincerity is convincing because I don't want him mad at me. I really hope he isn't just playing along with my lies and has plans to kill me or something. Dying anytime soon is definitely not in any of my plans.

"They are my followers who are helping me kill Harry Potter and all of his feeble supporters. Surely you've heard of Death Eaters before!" Voldemort said while slowly stepping closer to me. He made a full circle around me. I felt awkward being examined by the wizarding world's "dark lord".

"Might have somewhere." I answered attempting to sound nonchalant. I was trying to appear calm and hide my fear. My dad had made it clear that he disapproved of me showing fear in any situation. I really need to get out of here. I'm not sure how much longer I can keep this facade up, and I'm not sure what I'm going to do if he starts trying to make me swear some oath to his army.

"You seem like you would be a wonderful addition to my supporters. You will require a bit of training, though." Voldemort mused. I really need to get out of here! I don't have enough energy to shadow travel anywhere that is a safe distance away right now. The furthest I could probably make it is to the wheat field where I first landed.

I was suddenly jolted out of my thoughts of escape by a hand even colder than mine closing around my right wrist. I jumped and looked up to find Voldemort standing about a foot away from me holding my wrist. Before I could react he had janked up the sleeve of my black jacket and pressed his wand against the skin there. It felt like some one had pressed scalding hot coals against the spot where Voldemort's wand was pressed into my skin. I yanked my hand away from Voldemort and clutched my wrist, hoping to lessen the extreme burning sensation I was feeling there. The pain disappeared as soon as it came. I looked down at my wrist and saw what appeared to be a black tattoo of a coiled snake with a skull head. I recognized it as Voldemort's dark mark from the picture my dad has shown me so I could identify Voldemort's followers. If it didn't represent something so dark and murderous, I would have found it rather cool looking.

I pictured the wheat field and shadow traveled out of there before Voldemort had a chance to speak again. I couldn't believe how stupid I had been. I was now, unwillingly, a supporter of Voldemort.

I emerged from the shadow of some dried out wheat in the wheat field and promptly collapsed onto the ground. I felt my uncooperative eyelids slide shut, and within seconds I was dead to the world.

I'm SO SO SO SO SO SO SO sorry about how long this took and how short it is! The last chapter was almost twice as long as this one (oops). Hahaha anyways I promise that the next chapter will be longer and more interesting!

Please review... if anyone is still reading this after how long I took to update...

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