This is my first fan fiction, I hope you like it. I love for people to point out my errors, don't be afraid to tell me!
Disclaimer: I am not Rick Riorden. If I were, there would be a lot more books, and a lot more crossovers.
Nico POV
They sat at the dwindling campfire speaking in hushed tones. They had blankets surrounding them and Leo had a ball of fire in his hand.
"Come on Nico!" I heard someone shout, "Come over here and tell us a ghost story," Percy finished.
Of course, I thought. They wanted a scary story from the ghost king. I walked over and said, "Once there was a ghost. It died, the end."
"Well that was lame," Leo replied.
"Come on, tell us a real ghost story." Will begged. I found it hard to disagree with Will. He never made me do anything, but, he could be very persuasive. His bright blond hair looked good in the firelight. No, it didn't, and I didn't care about how good he looked, he was like Percy, not my type. Or was he...
"All right," I gave in, "I'll tell you a story, but you better be ready for it."
"Well this ought to be good," Piper said leaning closer to Jason.
"Once, there was a well organized crime in New Orleans," I started, "The criminals knew exactly what they were doing when they committed it. They were very skilled and had been going on about this for twenty years. They would go to the bar and wait for a traveler to show up. They would offer to buy them a drink and went on talking for the rest of the night.
The poor person that was unlucky enough to meet them in the bar would wake up in a hotel bathtub, covered in ice. The last thing the would remember was having a drink at the bar. There would be a note taped to the wall, telling them not to move, and to call the ambulance. There would be a small table with a phone on it within arms reach.
An ambulance arrives and takes him off to the hospital, only to find that his kidneys have been stolen."
There was a long period of silence. Finally Piper said, "Well I'm never going to a bar."
"You would never make it out of a bar alone," Percy said.
"That's r- Hey!" Jason replied.
"Percy!" Annabeth shouted in annoyance.
"Well, I don't think that anyone will beat that, but, someone else want a go?" Leo asked.
"I'll try," Hazel answered, "It's a little short, but, I'll give it a go. I can't move, breathe, speak or hear, and it's so dark all the time. I wish I had been cremated instead."
"I've never heard of two sentence horror stories, I like them," Frank said.
"Only because it's your girlfriend telling them," Leo pointed out.
"If I told you guys a story it wouldn't make any sense, and you would still love it," Calypso pointed out to Leo.
"Well, I guess that's right," he replied, giving in.
We sat there the rest of the night exchanging stories until Chiron told us to go back to our cabins before the harpies came out.