The sunlight peeked through the window of cabin two. I could feel the warmth of the sun spreading through my cheeks, I could feel the familiar weight of Glens arm wrapped around my waist. I think I might love him, I know I love who I am when I'm around him. I really feel like I could be a silly little kid again. All the doom and gloom attitude slowly leaks out of me day by day. And in its wake lay nothing but an innocent happiness.
His slow steady breaths hit the back of my neck, each one sending a chill down my spine. I backed up to be closer to him, letting out a sigh when he subconsciously wrapped him arm tighter around me. I could feel myself drifting back into the dreamworld, but I heard a slight ruffle in the corner of the room.
My eyes bolted open, my first thought was that one of the campers had found us. It made my heart ache how much that terrified me. I gently wrapped my fingers around Glens and removed his hand. I walked over to the door, pulling on my shirt on the way there. I only slightly opened it, just enough to peek one eye out. I didn't see anyone, it was still a little early for most of the younger campers to be awake. I shut the door with a little squeak. "I assume you were looking for me." The voice did not belong to Glen. I turned around to see someone, I assumed he was a god, because that would be the only explanation for his ability to just pop into my room. I looked quickly over to a sleeping Glen and then back to the god. He rolled his eyes, "Oh don't worry young Nico, I've seen it all, hell I've done it all. Nothing to worry about, believe me."
I felt myself tense up, definitely a God, he knows who I am. He looked very frustrated, "Honestly do none of you demigods learn about any other gods other than ones who sired you... I'm Hermes. And I need to talk to you." My shoulders relaxed a little, "Okay, and what do you need to talk about?" He gestured towards one of the two couches and we sat down. He snapped his fingers and thin layer of mist fell over us, "Just a precaution, this a confidential meeting and I can't risk any eavesdroppers." He took a deep breath before continuing, "Alright you may or may not know, Luke is my son. I think you aware just like I am that he's planning something... sacrificial. I know he's been pressuring you about the balance." He was looking me in the eye with so much hope, "Look Hermes, I'll tell you what I told him. I don't even know if the balance is real. I've heard a few rumors lately, but nothing too promising. They all sound pretty morbid."
Hermes shook his head, "Nico, what would you say if I told you the balance is real?" I put my head in my hands, "Okay, so what? Doesn't mean I know anything about controlling it. And before you say anything, yes, I am hades son. But that doesn't mean I was born with a natural ability to use the balance." Hermes scooted closer to me, "But you were. Think about it Percy was born with ability to control water, Jason was born with the ability to fly and so on. They just needed to find the ability within themselves and use it."
Was this guy serious, there was no way I was born with some ability to control a mythical supernatural force. I picked my head up to look at him, "You know what I think, I think you're full of it. Besides even if I was, I wouldn't want to mess with that stuff. That's some voodoo level shit and Hades already my dad, no need to sell him my soul." That seemed to amuse Hermes, "Nico, I'm telling you, you have a gift. A gift that could save countless lives. Please at least promise me you will consider looking into it." I looked at Glen still sound asleep, probably under some kind of spell to not wake up until our meeting was over. I sighed, "Alright sign me up, for Balance Boot Camp. What am I supposed to do?"
Hermes smiled, "Well for starters you need to take a trip to the underworld."