As said in summary, may be a bit out of Character, 5 years after TW. This is my first ever fanfic, so please do not be too harsh. Going to try to put only one character's POV per chapter, also no author's notes in the actual story. Flames accepted, Constructed criticism encouraged, as is reviewing. XD Hope you like it! There may be a few spelling or grammar mistakes, but first time writer. Also writing at 3AM here! But there probably won't, because of my awesome spelling and grammar check on my laptop, and my Best Bud/Beta—The0therAthenagirl!

Also, as much as I want to, I do not own the songs or Percy Jackson and the Olympians. Rick Riordan does. (Swears internally) Disclaimer now finished. XD I hate admitting I don't own PJO. I only own my (kinda) made up characters.

Nico

This all started with my half-sister, Blaze's fucking iPod dock blaring Linkin Park, Eminem, Green Day, and a bunch of other depressing Emo, Goth, Punk, and Hard Rock music. You see, Blaze isn't her real name, but very few people at camp actually know it. I wasn't one of those people, even though I am her brother. Only four people here at camp know it. And that included our half-brother, Sloan. She was having one of her all too often Fuck My Life episodes. Sloan and I were getting really pissed off with her. Her damned phone also kept ringing, but that only got annoying after the twentieth time of it ringing, because it was Green Day's Minority, and the only verse it played was, 'I pledge allegiance to the Underworld'. I guess she finally got tired of it thank the gods, because she finally put it on vibrate and looked at her texts. While she was looking at one of the texts, she got this sly, sneaky, evil half smile that said she was going to use blackmail, or something really pleased her.

She must have seen something, because she glanced to her side, even though there wasn't even a window, and nobody else was on that side of the room. She finally glares at me with her dead (pun intended) gold eyes with a slight evil spark. Blaze finally nearly screams over the music, "Text from Annabeth! Hunters are gonna be coming tomorrow! Finally time to hook you and Thals up! Maybe, if you're lucky," she had the nerve to laugh and wiggle her eyebrows, "get you laid!" Sloan looked as if he was going to die of holding in his laughter, he was shaking so much.

I stayed silent, fuming. I wanted to shiv her innards out. I was literally freaking the fuck out. The last time they had visited was almost two years ago. Why I was freaking out? I just so happened to have a major crush on the Lieutenant Hunter, Daughter of Zeus, Thalia Grace.

It had started when we were fighting the Titan of Time, Kronos. We had locked eyes for about five seconds. But it was just enough time for me to look into those piercing electric blue eyes, feeling as if I was looking through at her soul, and fall in love. I know, really, really fluffy.

The reason Blaze knew this: Chiron had made us write in a (his actual word being, "Diary," but those are for girls) journal, for a whole year and a half after the TWII, and I had (very stupidly) put my feelings for Thalia in it. Blaze found it in the trash, a week after she got here, with like six or seven of her friends. Then she joined with the Hunters for about a half year. She had learned a lot about Thalia, before she quit (because of a guy, like almost all of the Hunters who leave), but she wouldn't tell me most of it. All she told me was that Thalia was having a hard time staying in the Hunters. She wouldn't tell me the reason.

Then two of her friends came in, turned off the music, and dragged her out, probably to go train or dump her in the creek. Sloan (literally) kicked her in the ass and went out with them. I smirked at that. He was one of the ones who came with her to camp. At least it gives me time to think, by myself, alone, surrounded by silence. Or at least until I get interrupted. Annabeth barges in, without even knocking or ringing our totally awesome door bell, which rings some really creepy music. She sits down on one of the beds.

"Aren't you so excited, the Hunters are coming, and maybe, this time, you can get Thalia to quit the Hunters of Artemis! Yes, I know you like Thalia in a way the Hunters don't allow. Blaze told me. Oh, and you should really be more careful of what you say to her. She has a pretty good at spreading secrets. Plus, I really miss Thalia and want her to stay here at camp. You guys would be about the same age if she quits, so you could finally go out," she finally finished her ranting.

"Gods, Annabeth, you're almost as annoying as Blaze!" I exclaim. "Don't girls ever shut the Hades up? I mean, they talk and talk and talk! It gets so freaking aggravating." I didn't swear in front of Annabeth, just like I don't call her Annie. She slaps everyone (except Percy, Blaze, and two other of her siblings). Who calls her Annie, and she slaps me for swearing. She thinks I'm too young to swear, but hey, I am 17.

"Fine, be like that! Blow up on me, for talking! Talking, for the gods sakes! You should go back to the Underworld! It's much less hard with you gone!" she finishes, stomping out of the cabin and slamming the poor door.

"And that, is the proper way to get rid of a girl," I mumble to myself. Then the conch sounds for dinner, and I remove myself from my father's cabin. This is going to be a very hard night and going to get even more difficult when the Hunters get here.

Wow, I made Nico so clueless. So do you all like the story? Review and constructively criticize!