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Halloween-Half-Blood Style

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“Okay,” A camper said from her place on the top seats of the amphitheater. “The costume party is underway! Remember, the idea is to hide your identity from everyone!”

Everyone looked around, trying to figure out who was who. Some were obvious.

The Stoll brothers had dressed up as jailbirds. They had black and whites striped pants and shirts, complete with balls and chains.

Drew, in an elaborate dress from the eighteen hundreds, glided around on high heels, her nose in the air. Rachel had dressed up as a fortune teller, complete with crystal ball. She spoke with an accent, which she was surprisingly good at. Leo could see that Percy and Annabeth had gone for the mermaid/sailor combo. Cute, but easily seen through.

Jason was Superman. Piper was Wonder Woman. Again, cute, and clearly showing they were together, but not very effective at hiding one’s identity.

Frank was Beast Boy, and Hazel was Terra. Definitely a different combination, and although Frank looked slightly weird as Beast Boy, it oddly worked.

But others weren’t so easily seen through.

A boy had dressed up as Batman. A slightly thin Batman, but Batman nonetheless. Another had pulled off a good witch, but no one could recognize the face. Probably a child of
Hecate, using the Mist to hide her real features. A kid from Apollo had become Green Arrow, it was impossible to tell which Apollo kid. Another kid was Hawkeye. Still another that Elf from Lord of the Rings. Another wore a green suit, with a hat with a tail on it. He was yelling at some kid, saying he was ‘Link’ not ‘Zelda’. Leo didn’t get it.

And Leo?

Well, he’d yet to be discovered. He’d decided not to go for something obvious. He’d wanted, desperately, to go as Iron Man, but he’d be discovered quick. So he went for something no one would expect jokester Leo to do.

He had a hockey mask.

A machete, a knife, and even a chainsaw. The machete and knife were sheathed. The first on his back, the latter on his side. He held the chainsaw, which he’d covered liberally with red paint. He himself was splattered with red; his black gloves hid his hands and made them look bigger than they were.

He wore lifts in his shoes to make him look taller, so anyone trying to figure people out by height and body type would be confused.
He’d worn the shirt and pants loose, and stuffed them with a goo he’d created that sat on the skin and expanded outwards, making the wearer look more muscular.

Tonight, no one could call Leo ‘scrawny’.

A camper walked up to him, awed. Leo, knowing his role as psychopathic serial killer well, revved the chainsaw’s engine. He’d made it so while the engine sounded ready to chop people to bits, the chain itself couldn’t move.

“Don’t let him get away mommy.” He’d put a voice changer in the mask, making his voice sound higher, slightly hysterical, and highly insane. The kid widened his eyes in awe.

“Dude.” He said. “This is sweet.” He took a step closer. Leo, enjoying himself, revved the chainsaw again, longer, gaining the attention of most of the campers.

“Help me mommy.” His voice was super creepy, even to his own ears.

“Jason!” A girl screamed in mock terror.

“Look what you did to him!” Leo screamed, trying not to laugh. “This is my camp! Leave!” The camp laughed. Too bad no one had decided to dress as Freddy; they could’ve had a grand time reenacting “Freddy vs Jason.”  

“Hey, Jason!” Jason Grace called. “Think you can take Superman?”

“Don’t let him live mommy!” Leo called in response. “Don’t let him get away!” He revved the chainsaw and pretended to charge Jason. Jason pretended to die a tragic and bloody death. Piper pulled a bit of rope from her belt.

“With my lasso of truth, I shall make you tell us who you really are!” She shouted, actually looping him with the lasso. “Who are you, demon?”

“Jason Voorhees.” Leo said in an ominous voice. “Don’t let me drown.” He whispered softly, successfully making Piper pale a bit.

“I don’t know who you are.” Sailor Percy said. “But between you and Batman, this is great.” Leo turned to see Batman staring him down, his face-what you could see of it-emotionless.

The rest of the party was great. No one guessed who Leo was and he figured he was a shoe in for the winner. But the Batman character was good to. He’d appear from nowhere and make some ominous proclamation. Or have information he shouldn’t have. Much like Batman really acted. The winner got out of chores and punishments. Leo really wanted it. Doing dishes was not his style.

“Okay!” Someone said. It was the witch, but she’d removed the Mist from her face, revealing Lou Ellen from Hecate cabin. “The votes are in! There’s a tie for the winner! Will Jason Voorhees and Batman please come here?”

Leo walked slowly up to the platform, his pace ominous. He made it to the stand, revving the chainsaw for good measure. Batman had made it up before him-no surprise there-and stood silent and still.

“Okay. Since there’s no way to fairly determine a winner, we’re going to let the tie ride. They shall both get the rewards.” No one complained. It was obvious that whoever was behind the masks deserved it. “Now, on many of the votes people tried to guess who the Batman and Jason Voorhees really were. There was no clear favorite. So we’re going to ask them if they would be so kind as to remove their masks and tell us who they are.”

“The Batman shows his face to none.” Batman said in a deep, rough voice.

“You all let me drown.” Leo said, his voice soft like a child’s. “Die! Mommy kill them! I am, Jason, I am.” His voice changed for every personality he took on. A ripple of unease and laughter went through the crowd. They were both really good. And Leo knew he was scary.

“Tell us who you are!” Percy yelled.

“Yeah!” Clarisse shouted. “Stop playin’ around.” Leo wondered how much it took to get those to agree on something.

Oh yeah, two people whose identities are unknown, that’s what.

Batman stepped up to the plate. He started to pull of his mask.

“I’m the Batman,” Nico di Angelo said, a small, satisfied smile on his otherwise emotionless face. Shock ripped through the crowd. Who knew Nico got into Halloween?

They all cheered for Nico.

“Nice Nico!” Hazel shouted.

Leo stepped up. He pulled of his hockey mask.

“I am Jason Voorhees.” He said unable to keep the grin off his face.

“No freakin’ way.” Frank yelled.

“Zeus’s underpants.” Jason muttered. They cheered for Leo. Leo grinned at Nico, who-
surprisingly-grinned back.

“Jason Voorhees,” Lou Ellen said. “And the Batman have won this years costume contest!” The campers all cheered and Leo did a little bow. Nico did too.

It was a pretty sweet Halloween.
I was cruising the internet and saw Frank, Leo, Nico, Jason, and Percy in Halloween costumes. I just couldn't resist. It was a sweet idea. It's a little short, but I think it's good. ^^

Enjoy.

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I kind of guessed who Batman was from the start though~~ I figured only one person could pull off the deep, dark and mysterious part. XD XD
LOVE LOVE LOVE