Hello there! I've seen that you've stumbled into Chapter one of my story, Mortals Meet Demigods. I know that this type of thing is very common, so I'm trying to make my chapters as original as possible. I know that Halloween isn't for more than a month, but I LOVE halloween, so I decided to write this ^^. This is my first time writing fan fiction, so I very sorry if it absolutely stinks.

Since you were kind enough to click on my story, have some cookies! (::) (::) (::)

Also, I'm going to be starting each chapter with an inspirational quote, because why not XD

Now sit back, relax, and enjoy the chapter!

Disclaimer: All the PJO characters I used AREN'T mine, but are Rick's. However, Lacole is mine.

"When I let go of what I am, I become what I might be"

~Lao Tze

Lacole's POV

Today was one of my favorite times of year. Halloween has finally arrived! Even though all of my friends were going to the Halloween dance at school, I was still going to have fun. Why don't I want to attend the school dance, you ask? Because I hate dances. The loud music, everybody screaming, dancing, chaos…. All that makes my head hurt.

I decided to go to a haunted house that opened recently. The advertisement looked so creepy, I just couldn't pass up this opportunity. When I arrived there, I looked up at the house with awe and smiled slightly. I couldn't wait to walk in those double doors, step on those creaky floor boards, and get the scare of a life time. You might think I'm over reacting, but I literary live for scariness. This was right up my alley.

I was about to enter the haunted house, when a guy about 15 or so walked quickly in front of me, cutting me off. Just before he went in, I got a glance of him. He was wearing black pants and a black shirt, a few rings on his finger, and had his bangs covering about half of his face. He looked kind of interesting and I was looking for an adventure, so when the doors closed silently behind him, I slipped in too.

Right as I stepped on the first creaky floor board, spiders crawled up in between the floor boards all around me. I resisted the urge to scream as one made it all the way up to my knee. I shivered. Way to be brave, Lacole. I thought to myself bitterly.

When I gathered up my courage and dignity again, I almost lost sight of the intriguing guy. I hurried to catch up, and didn't pay attention when I entered the second room and looked around confusingly. Nothing was happening for some reason. All of a sudden, skeletons dropped from the ceiling, and a sharp knee bone bumped my head. Still looking for the mysterious guy, I exited the room in a hurry; waiting to catch up with him again.

When I finally caught a glimpse of him again, I realized that he didn't jump at all when the spiders crawled up, the skeletons fell, and now, when a knife welding manic pooped out from behind the door. I frowned in confusion. How the heck is he not scared? Even I'm creeped out. I thought to myself, distracted.

After the lunatic with the chainsaw jumped out, and when some zombies banged on dirty, blood-smeared windows, it finally cam to an end. When I exited out from the back door, I looked around, scanning the vicinity to locate him. When I finally spotted him, he was a couple yards ahead of me, walking briskly with his hands in his pockets. I sped my pace to catch up with him.

"Excuse me?" I asked politely, without trying to be too awkward. "Back in the haunted house, how come you weren't scared? The props they used were so realistic!" I shivered slightly.

The guy smiled wryly, "I've been through a lot, and it's going to take a lot more than that to scare me." He started walking off again.

"What's your name?" I inquired, wanting to keep the conversation going, "I'm Lacole." I stuck out my left hand.

"Nico." He said back, sticking out his right.

I looked up, catching his eye. "Sorry," I said, "A weird habit of mine."

He smiled slightly, for real this time. "That's fine," he said, still smiling, and shook my hand.

"So…." I said, debating whether I should ask my next question or not, "are you from around here?" finally making up my mind.

"Not really…" Nico replied, and then said "I'm really sorry, but my pet dog is calling me, got to go."

"That's fine, I was going to go soon anyways," I said, trying to make it sound like it wasn't a big deal. I started to walk back, but turned around again "see you around?"

But when the words left my mouth, he disappeared, almost as if he was one of the shadows.

Tysm for reading! I really hope you enjoyed this chapter of Nico, he's one of my favorite characters in PJO.

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