Chapter Two

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When Percy saw what was inside Nico's wardrobe he turned and ran to find Annabeth.

At the cabin greeted Malcolm, one of Annabeth's brothers. "Hey, is Annabeth here? "

he asked trying to catch his breath. Malcolm called into the cabin for Annabeth.

Annabeth's head popped out of nowhere. "Hey sea-" she was interrupted by Prey grabbing her arm and dragging her across camp ignoring her sounds of protest.

When they got inside cabin 13 Percy asked. "Do you know what in hades' name that is?" pointing towards the wardrobe.

inside the wardrobe was a glass like thing with the image of somewhere in what looked like New York.

Annabeth staired at it in horror.

" I-I think its a Portal." she stammered, visiblely shaking.

"What? No that's not possible." Percy exclaimed."Come on, Percy the gods aren't supost to be possible ether."Annabeth retorted as she aproched the wardrobe.

Annabeth put her hand in the wardrobe, the daughter of Athena gaspped as the glass like martial pulled her hand into the portal.

"Annabeth!" Percy screamed her name as he ran towards her, grabbing her around the waist just as she was pulled in along with the son of Poseidon

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Nico nerely ran away screaming when he saw Percy and Annabeth outside the institute.

He was praying to the angel they wouldn't see him. To late he thought as he heard someone call his name.

"Hey, Nico! " Simon. He walked over to Simon trying not to strangle him for the idiot he was. "Hey, Simon what are you doing here? "

"Oh, I decided to visit Clary. "

They had a small conversion on how things were going, when

Nico turned his head and saw Percy, Annabeth walking towards them.

"Here, " he said as he gave Simon the food. "Take it to the kitchen and if they ask where I am tell them I had to deal with something. "

"What the Vampires, Werewolves, Demons, fair folk?" asked the vampire.

"None of those, now go. " he said as the pair of demigods came closer.

Simon didn't look pleased, but did as he was told to.

Nico turned around just as the questions started.

"Where are we? Who was that? Who's Clary? What was that thing in your closet? What are those marks on your arm? That was more than enough food for originally three people, who else was that food for? What are you doing hear? What -"

the Italian put his hand up and said. "That's enough for now, and to answer those questions. You're in New York. That was Simon. Clary is one of my friends. That was a portal. Those are runes. And the other people were Isabelle Lightwood, Alec Lightwood, Maryse Lightwood, Robert Lightwood, Jace Wayland,Luke Gaymark, and Clarissa Mergonstern whom are just some of my friends. And for what I'm doing here, "

He said the last part while smirking. "I live here. " he pointed at the institute.

"Uh... Nico that's an abandoned church. " Percy said worried.

The nephilim sighed. "Just follow me inside. " he said as he walked towards the church while the pair followed warily.

.........(was going to end it there but I'm feeling nice)................

Inside the church was a white marble floor with a grayish purshine was walking towards them

Nico bent down to pet the cat. "Hey, Church, where's Jace and the others? "

The cat walked into the kitchen were there was chaos. More than usual.

Clary and Jace were yelling at each other. Again.

(I'm not going to write duologue because we all now what they're talking about. Jace trying to protect Clary by telling her she can't protect herself blah blah blah we get it so yeah.)

Clary stormed out of the room before any one could see the tears steaming down her face Simon at her heels.

Maryse looked up rubbing her temples when she stopped Nico she asked."By the angel, where have you been?"

He was about to answer when Isabelle cut him off.

"By the Angel Nico, you are just like Jace bringing mundanes in here. "

"They're not mundanes." He told her, she raised an eyebrow as if to say there you see?

Nico sighed as he muttered."This is going to be a long talk."

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