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Alex
They approached the wall of the hotel.
"You take the girls, I take the boy," Alex offered. Magnus looked like he was going to object, but paled when she started curling her Garotte around her fingers. She smirked and held out her hand to the boy.
"How did you do that?" he asked in awe.
Alex grinned at him. "I used it to decapitate him once."
He fell silent. They Jumped over the wall.
Entering the luxury hotel for dead blokes, Annabeth stared everything in awe. Magnus strode off to Hunding, who was crouched over sweeping the floor. A few moments later, he came back carrying
three necklaces, which said: MORTAL. DO NOT KILL!
"wear them," he sighed. "Helgi's got a whole lot of them now, since Amir, Hearth and Blitz started visiting,"
They dropped it on their necks and headed towards the elevator. Magnus pressed the 19 button and Alex whistled to the tune of the elevator song.
Ding!
the doors slid open. Alex wandered over to their hallway and gestured grandly at it.
"welcome to floor 19," she announced.
Magnus grabbed Annabeth's hand and pulled her over to the newest room in the hall. Alex followed, chuckling silently as the two guests tried to follow her. The group reached the end of the hallway. The light blue door was framed in opal, designed with lightning strikes. the words 'Jason Grace" was carved at the top of the door. Alex Knocked on the door, then stepped back as the door flew open with such force that the hinges creaked. A guy lingered in the doorway. He had golden cornsilk hair, tan skin, and buff muscles. Gold glasses balanced precariously over his nose as he rubbed the side of his face.
"Hey Alex and magnus. How are..." He trailed off. His eyes widened and his mouth fell agape as he stared at the newcomers.
"Hazel? Annabeth? Percy? How did you get here? did you die as well?" he gasped.
Hazel looked like she might burst from happiness and relief and pecked him on the cheek. Annabeth tackled him with a hug and Jason staggered from surprise. Percy grinned and clapped Jason on the back.
"Glad your back, man. We've got a prophecy to complete" Jason, Magnus and Alex groaned in unison. They had just come back from the Loki-nut quest for a few months. She knew that neither of them wanted o do a quest again, at least, not for a hundred years.
~After explaining~
Jason's eyes widened. "How could Damesan be a hostage of Nyx, after what Nico and will did to them?"
Annabeth raised her eyebrow. "Dunno. Maybe she reformed, or maybe she had him trapped somewhere else in the mansion,"
Alex pondered her words. A god would always be immortal, especially primordial gods. But the norse gods were never immortal in the first place. They loved solely on Ida, the goddess of youth's, apples. The river that Nyx fell into... was it the Cocyotus? or the Acheroen?
"I think it was called the Aching-ron or something," Magnus whispered in her ear.
"shut up," She replied teasingly, then frowned. "What if she kept him hidden in her mansion, then seeked out nico and will? What if he's still trapped inside?"
Annabeth frowned. "That's possible...but if he is trapped inside one of these permanent regeneration bubbles like nico described, how would we get him out?"
Alex looked at her. "Can't you just burst the pimple?"
"It's hard to answer. You know that in a very gruseme sense, the pit of tartarus is just his body? So you're technically the size of fleas compared to the size of Tartarus's true self." Annabeth explained.
"Oh" she mouthed.
Everyone jumped as a gong rang for dinner. Alex heard a chourus of buzzing voices and Looked at Annabeth, percy and hazel.
"I have a feeling that we should take them out for lunch," Alex said to Magnus. "I have a feeling that they might not survive till after dinner." Magnus nodded. Most of the activities in Valhalla was done to the death.
"Guys, how about I buy you dinner?" Magnus said to them.
Nod's came from all of them.