Magic portal

Hello all it's Digi with your next oneshot! Now this one I've been itching to make but couldn't find the right way to word it until now. As with all my plots you can use them as you please but it would be appreciated if you reviewed or PM'd with what plot you're using. WARNING-SLASH. If you don't like then go back or forward, I don't care which.

Thank you to Melody, Percy44442 and Generation 7 for reviewing! The Homunculi twins have adopted the 'What Happens in Vegas' plot so go look them up! (Seriously what is with that plot that everyone likes? Is it because it's on the first page?) Also if you didn't know by now I made a Harry Potter version of this if you like HP. The plot goes as follows:

-Nico's great prophecy-

In another world the prophecy was never fulfilled and everything has gone to hell. Kronos has risen but the gods are still around, they sealed off Olympus and some have hid amongst the demigods. In a last ditch attempt the Hecate and Trivia half-bloods and their mother call forth a demigod who can beat Kronos from another world.

They end up with Nico di Angelo a bit before his 16th birthday and he is not a happy camper. A skilled and powerful fighter he decides to help until a drained Hecate can send him back home. What he and everyone else doesn't expect is for the Seven and Thalia, in particular his boyfriend Percy Jackson, to come after him. Now with nine very powerful and very pissed off demigods on their side, the others are ready to take Kronos down.

What's even better is that they come across a way to make sure Gaia doesn't wake up when it's all said and done. Alongside that though, the demigods must deal with new and old faces alike, the dead are alive and those who were alive are dead, enemies are allies and friends are now foes.

Onto the oneshot!

~~~~PJO~~~~

Nico's day wasn't going so well. Oh sure it had started out fine and even been going towards great since he had a date with his boyfriend, Percy Jackson, that afternoon. Or at least he had until the giant magic portal appeared.

It was right before lunch and just after sword fighting class. Percy had been instructing and he had been waiting near the entrance of the arena for him to finish cleaning up. Everything had been normal when the giant glowing circle appeared under his feet. The hair on the back of his neck stood up straight and for a moment it felt like the entire world froze. His only thoughts were 'shit just got real' and 'this kind of stuff usually happens to Percy'. Then just as soon as it happened it froze it was like Nico was in the center of a vacuum and all the air was being sucked in yet anyone close to him was thrown back away from the portal. He sees the panicked look in Percy's eyes right as everything but the outer circle disappears into endless black and he falls through.

For what seems like an eternity he feels like he's being pulled through a straw before he hits the ground hard, on his knees thankfully. A split second later his sword is out and his muscles tensed in preparation for a fight. His vision is swimming and he feels horribly nauseous and dizzy but he pushes that aside and focuses on his surroundings. What he finds is rather confusing because he's staring into the face of Lou Ellen, daughter of Hecate but unless she'd gotten multiple scars since breakfast something was very wrong with this picture. The only thing that's stopping him from automatically attacking, friendly face or not, is a very familiar aura at his back, something only a god can make. He slowly twists around to stare directly into a pair of pitch black eyes. Whatever is different doesn't extend to this, this is the one thing that is still the same-he knows it- and it's one thing that makes Nico hold back.

"Father."

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Thalia hadn't known what she'd been expecting this ritual to do but she felt like she had both overestimated it and underestimated it. The world had gone to hell a few years back and this was their last ditch effort. She should have been the Great Prophecy child but for some reason the Fates had decided it wasn't meant to be. Her sixteenth birthday had passed with many held breaths but no disasters, no that'd come later. She was the only living Greek demigod child of the big three and it hadn't seemed possible that it could be someone else. None of the brothers had any other children, Hades had held to the oath and Poseidon's only child had died years ago.

It had only been a few years back that the Titan Lord Kronos had risen and began to wage war on the gods. To the mortals nothing much seemed to have changed although they all seemed a bit more uneasy, sensing that something was wrong. But for the demigods, Greek and Roman hadn't that been a shock, life took a big downturn. Monsters attacked left and right, Camp Jupiter had be compromised ages ago, Camp Half-Blood's borders were holding but barely and they had Titans roaming around unchecked. It had gotten so bad that the gods had left Olympus and sealed it off so Kronos couldn't get to it. This resulted in them staying in camp with their children. It was clear that the Great Prophecy was in play but there was no child of the big three to fulfill it. Even if the Big Three had kids right now they'd be too young and Thalia knew they couldn't last sixteen years.

The only good thing that was happening was that the mortals were still mostly unaware. Kronos was playing to take the gods and demigods out first before he took care of humans as a whole and so flew under radar of most of the mortals. For the godly side of things it wasn't nearly as easy, slowly but surely they were losing ground and sooner or later they were going to slip and then they'd lose. So Hecate and all of her children had hatched a last ditch plan. If there was no prophecy child in their world then they'd get one from another. It took months of planning and research and fine tuning and here they were, about to stage an inter-dimensional kidnapping or was it extra-dimensional? Whatever.

A large intricate circle filled with lines and symbols she didn't understand was spread out on the floor of the cleared out dining pavilion. The children of Hecate and the goddess herself were lined up equally around it. They weren't alone as a precaution because this was going to take a lot of energy even for the goddess of magic herself and whoever came through that portal probably wouldn't be all that friendly at first. The magic users had to add limits to age and parentage so they got a child of the big three before their 16th birthday but they were still pulling another human being across dimensions and had stated that it would be very discomforting for the one they were bringing and so they were expecting a possible violent reaction.

Finally they were set and began the ritual and the energy was immediately felt. For the next several minutes they chanted and slowly the magic began to climb even more. The circle was glowing brightly and everyone else had to back away from the sheer force it was exuding. Several of them wavered as they continued to chant but stood as firmly as they could and finally they stopped. For a split second the world was completely still before a giant gush of air rushed away emerged form the circle and it went pitch black before a burst of light forced them all to look away.

It was only for a moment and when they looked back there was a figure, a male, kneeling in the circle tense and armed with a black sword that seemed to suck all light up. She couldn't see his face but he was still and staring directly at Lou Ellen who looked stunned and more then a little wary. She could see shortish black hair and a bomber jacket with black pants. He had olive toned skin that spoke of Mediterranean descent but he was pale as if he spent too much time inside. Slowly he turned around to stare at someone behind him giving her a view of a youthful face, completely void of emotion. It was obvious who his father was even before he locked eyes with him. Each of the Big Three were in attendance and the boy looked right into the eyes of Hades.

"Father." Was all he said and pandemonium ensued, Hades quiet voice the only clear sound.

"Nico."

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Poseidon hadn't been sure what he expected. Part of him had thought this entire thing would fail. That no hero would be called and they would be doomed. Probably not the best thoughts to have when the fate of your world hung in the balance but he couldn't exactly stop thinking them. A son of Hades was…unexpected. Of course it had been a possibility but Hades hadn't had many children even without the oath and they rarely felt any loyalty to Olympus. That one would be their hero…well he was here so that means he could, the would was another matter. It was a gamble they had to take, pulling someone from another world, a life they didn't know anything about, this boy could just as easily reject their plea as accept.

But what surprised him even more was that Hades knew this boy, his last children had been in the 1940s, had they pulled the boy from another time as well? Nico di Angelo, son of Hades and Maria di Angelo along with his older sister, Bianca had been killed by Zeus not long after the Great Prophecy had been stated. To this day he thought Zeus a paranoid fool for doing such, it had turned Hades bitter until Kronos had risen again, their collective pride hadn't helped and even now they still butted heads. Those were the days he contemplated stepping down and giving his throne to Hestia to try and bring some peace to the council.

Poseidon shook himself out of his thoughts and focused again on the conversation. They had gotten the boy calmed and informed enough to take him to the Big House and explain the situation more in depth. Now they just had to hope.

The boy was silent for awhile, eyes roving around the camp outside and the demigods and gods that had accompanied them, emotions flickering in his eyes to fast to identify and face set in stone. Honestly it had been a long time since he'd seen one of Hades boys look so much like him.

"Let me get this straight. Kronos is alive and the Great Prophecy is in play but it wasn't Thalia and its Greek only so Jason is out. There are no other children of the big three alive so in a last ditch effort you decided to just pull some random demigod from another world without a word of warning to fight in your war…" Poseidon held back a wince, the words hit true. He also winced for another reason, the fact there had been another…Nico saw it and to everyone's surprise, flinched before giving Poseidon a hard stare.

"…Did you have a son named Percy Jackson?" He started in his seat, eyes widened all around the table but Nico's face gave nothing else away. "How?" the sea god breathed, Percy hadn't been born for decades after Nico and died a purely mortal death in a car accident along with his mother as a child. Nico didn't answer but instead turned to the exhausted but conscious Hecate.

"I'm assuming you added some kind of age limit due to the prophecy?" he asked which had Hecate give him an approving look but she only nodded in return. "Can I be sent back?" Poseidon winced again. Of course he'd want to know. It was a good thing they could or the boy would probably end up as an enemy instead. When Hecate nodded again Nico leaned back in his seat and stared blankly at the wall. This was a lot to take in. Athena spoke next which was probably a good thing considering Zeus looked like he was about to start demanding things. His pride had already taken enough of a blow by having to ask a mortal for help.

"Perhaps we should compare our worlds to get a better understanding between us." The unspoken 'and to get you to agree' was heard loud and clear. Nico continued to stare at the wall and Poseidon had to restrain himself from belting the boy with questions about his son. Nico finally heaved a sigh and dropped his head into his hands before sliding his head up again to stare at Poseidon. He snorted at the look on his face. "He acts just like you. I know that look, you might as well ask what you want, it can only help."

The Big Three all opened their mouths, Zeus and Hades to probably protest before Nico raised a hand and pointed at Athena. "Before that though there is one thing I should say. In my world the Great Prophecy did happen and we and the gods won…and I know if you hadn't put the age limit on then you probably would have pulled the prophecy child from my world here instead of me." Poseidon sat straight up in his seat, a kind of hopeful dread pooling in his gut. Nico di Angelo looked straight at him and smiled, small but true. "In my world the prophecy child was Percy Jackson." For a split second it was totally quiet before the campers and gods exploded into noise and yells and questions, Zeus was the loudest but Poseidon wasn't paying any attention. Nico's smile said it all, his son was alive, his son had lived through the Great Prophecy and they had won and if it happened there, then it could be done here as well. He felt hope for the first time in a long while, especially at the boy's next words, just as quiet and clear as his father's.

"I will help you."

~~~~PJO~~~~

Whoa that took so long to write, I couldn't find the right way to get it down. This was why I put the plots up. There is no way I could have written the entire thing. Thank you for getting this far and now that this one is out of the way I can get back to the other oneshots I had planned. As always review or PM with any questions or comments. Digi, out!