welcome to camp half-blood's got talent!

a pair of blue curtains opened up to reveal a teen age girl with spiky black hair and blue eyes standing on the stage with a microphone already in her hand. she looked innocent enough, but the gold scabbard strapped to her waist was not a friendly gesture. the girl slowly brought the microphone to her face with a cold, dark glare. as soon as she started talking the crowd got the opposite idea.

"hello every one! I'm just starting you out today, so you won't see much of me. well, I'm Thalia. just Thalia. if you call me by my last name you will eat voltage. so, that aside, this is you lovely host, Annabeth Chase, daughter of Athena!" she put her arms out towards the side of the stage with dramatic flair, and a cute blonde who was probably about 14 walked onto stage. she had scary gray eyes that would stare into your soul if you did something she didn't like. she energetically waved to the crowd and walked over to a classy swivel chair that belonged in an Ikea display case.

Thalia started up again with her thing. "yeah, Annabeth's cool, blah blah blah. but you also have your two score keepers, Connor and Travis Stoll, sons of Hermes." when she said the twins names, she lost her peppy tone and looked strait down murderous. Thalia waved to two boys who came on from the opposite side of the stage as Annabeth. they looked exactly alike, except one was a little bit taller.

"hey, I'm Connor." the shorter one waved.

"And I'm Travis!" he said it like being Travis was a huge accomplishment.

"and then you have one of your three judges, Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon!" a boy about Annabeth's age walked through the huge eruption of water, pen in hand, and he wasn't a bit wet.

"yeah, guys, I'm Percy. nice to meet you." he said dryly, which is pretty surprising to be honest. he walked over to one of the chairs behind the table on the stage and sat down.

Thalia started talking again. "and then you have death breath, son of the devil." she sounded pretty disapproving. there was a shout from backstage, "it's Nico Di Angelo, son of Hades!"

"yeah whatever" was Thalia's answer.

"Jason hun, my hair's wet, will you please be my hair dryer?" someone shouted from backstage with a fake-sweet accent. a blond kid in the audience stood up and cupped his hands over his mouth and shouted, "so what?"

"WILL ANYBODY SHUT UP!" Thalia screamed. everybody shut up. "thank you. ok, so this is death breath." she pointed to a kid who looked like anything but the son of a powerful Greek god. he was ghostly pale and wore a totally gothic outfit. including a silver skull ring. after every body stared at him for an awkward two seconds, he ran off to his seat next to Percy and everybody politely applauded due to Thalia's warning.

"and I'm a judge too." she announced and handed the mic to Annabeth. she walked over to the last seat and plopped herself down with her feet on the table and her hands behind her head. she shrugged at Percy and Nico's stare.

Annabeth stood up and announced,

"welcome to camp half-blood's got talent!" now that Thalia was out of charge everyone let out the loud cheer they were holding in. "this show is very similar to America's got talent and Brittan's got talent, except this is with demigods and you may die." apparently this was something that usually happened to demigods, because the crowd wasn't shocked. "your first contestant is Clarisse LaRue of the Ares cabin, who will be-" she consulted Percy and asked him if something was spelt correctly. he nodded. "-who will be 'bullying the dorks of camp'?"

a teen aged girl with stringy brown hair, a military jacket, combat boots, and a permanent scowl walked on to stage and nodded. she shouted something in Greek, and a kid who was asleep on his feet, a kid who might as well had been asked to walk up to a starving lion, and a couple others walked on. as soon as Percy saw Clarisse he pressed the X button.

"hey punk, what happened to your face?" she asked one of them. for a change, instead if looking scared, she looked confused. then all in one second Clarisse pulled back her fist, the to-be victim of a knuckle sandwich realized what was happening and stepped to the side and out of the way, and a blast of cold came out of the ceiling and Clarisse was frozen. a team of kids came on with a 4 foot tall blow dryer on high heat and blasted her like this happened every day. a couple seconds later she was unfrozen, but still super cold. when she glanced at the score board she growled. under her name there were three Xs.

the attention was put back on Annabeth. "thank you Clarisse. next up we have Will (I don't know his last name) who's going to shoot the apple suspended in the air up there." she pointed to a apple that was floating in time above the seats. "please welcome Will, son if Apollo!" a tall kid with a Bow and Arrow already notched walked on. he looked at the apple, aimed his arrow. . . and shot.

It could not have been a more perfect hit. when his arrow struck the apple it fell, but some one in the crowd caught it and held it up, with an arrow right through the center of the apple. everyone clapped and cheered. Nico and Percy pressed the Check mark at the same time. Thalia pressed the X.

"Your no hunter." she whispered under her breath.

"congratulations, Will. but he's not the only wonder. you also have Piper McLean, who will charmspeak" Annabeth said.

a beautiful girl with choppy, uneven brown hair walked onstage. she looked around at the people watching her.

"Jason, come down here." she ordered the blonde boy. he obeyed, as if in a trance. "I order you to fly with me." and so Jason flew with her. he lifted himself and Piper off of the floor and started gliding over the audience.

five minutes later. . .

"ok Jason, please put me down." Piper asked him. "now go back to your seat." he did.

Annabeth looked at Percy and told him,"you need to learn how to fly."

"but I made a huge under water bubble after we defeated Cronus (rick Riordan was spelling it wrong people) and then we, you know." he was acting skiddish, very un-percy like.

"seaweed brain, I don't care, but you will fly" annabeth looked bored, so she swiveled around in her chair. "and next up you have Jason Grace singing west coast by coconut records."

the same kid that took piper flying walked on with an ear-microphone thingy. he said,

"this one's for you, pipes" and started singing.

for a second there I thought you disappeared
it rains a lot this time of the year
and we both go together if one falls down
I talk out loud like your still around
no, no

and I miss you
I'm goin' back home to the west coast
I wish you would've put your self in my suit case
I love you
standin' all alone in a black coat
I miss you
I'm goin' back home to the west coast

and if you shake her hard enough she will appear
tonight I think I'll be stayin' here
and you never did like this town
I talk out loud like your still around
no, no

and I miss you
I'm goin' back home to the west coast
I wish you would've put your self in my suit case
I love you
standin' all alone in a black coat
I miss you
I'm goin' back home to the west coast

come on, everybody

La la la la, La la la la-la
La la la la, La la la la-la

so pack up the bags and beat down the clock
do I let her sleep or should I wake her up?
you said
we both go together if one falls down
yeah, right, heh
I talk out loud like your still around
oh, no, no

and I miss you
I'm goin' back home to the west coast
I wish you would've put your self in my suit case
I love you
standin' all alone in a black coat
I miss you
I'm goin' back home to the west coast

goin' back home to the west coast
goin' back home to the west coast

the crowd cheered wildly (mostly the girls) and piper was bawling hysterically. though big gasps, she managed to say "you are not leaving me, Jason Grace." the charmspeak didn't really work why'll she was crying. some of the girls surrounding her tried to comfort her. piper blew her nose on a handkerchief but it went flying.

Annabeth pretended that she didn't notice the whole fiasco going on.

"and that's all I got to say 'bout that." she said. no body clapped. they actually stared at her like she turned into a baboon. and she did turn into a baboon. when Annabeth realized what happened, she yelled back stage, "Hazel! I'm not that ugly am I?" a couple of seconds later she turned back to normal. "thank you! and we will see you next week. 'cause this is camp half-bloods got talent!"