A/N: Chapter 2 is up. I plan on updating pretty regularly just so you guys know. Again, the story starts off pretty slow, but bare with me. I have some exciting things planned. If you guys have any ideas I'd love to hear them.
Disclaimer: Riordan and Rowling own everything, including my soul. I'm kidding about that. I'm a red head, I don't have a soul.
Chapter 2: I Crash the Wildest Halloween Party
I was standing in a large field. It was dark out, but I could see hundreds of tents with thousands of the strangest mortals I had ever seen. I must have been dreaming about the wildest Halloween party ever, and for a moment I was a bit disappointed at having not been invited.
The people were dressed up like stereotypical Halloween witches and wizards. Mixed among them were people dressed normally, or looked like they tried to. I noticed the tents were odd too. Some had chimneys, some where covered in clovers, and some had pictures of a grumpy, heavily-black-eyebrowed man. Some mortals were sporting red or green face paint like they had been attending a sports event. For all I knew they could have been. The ones in green seemed to be the happiest with all their singing and celebrating, so assuming that this was a crazy sports event and not a Halloween party, I'm guessing their team won.
All of a sudden a large bang made me turn around. What I saw sent chills down my spine. A group of hooded people were walking around with... sticks(?) pointed in the air. Above them were people struggling about as if the people below were controlling them. It was sickening to watch.
The rest of the people who were not hooded were panacking. Screams filled the air as people ran, trampling tents as they tried to get away. There were flashes of different colored lights everywhere. More people joined those struggling in the air, and one of the hooded figures set the tents on fire. Smoke filled the air, but I could make out a small terried child spinng in the air. I was so angry but I couldn't do anything about it.
I twig snapping caught my attention and I saw a group of kids running into some woods.
Whoever is the force behind this dream jumped me forward and now I was in those woods. (A/N: He is not with the kids) I saw a man whose features I couldn't make out because it was too dark. The man pointed his stick up and shouted something like "More Smores Drey!" The darkness was filled with a green light that shot into the sky. My eyes followed and I will never forget the terrible thing I saw.
It was the creepiest skull I had ever seen with a smoky, green snake crawling out of its mouth. The snake looked at me, bared its fangs , and pounced.
I gasped and shot up awake. I leaned backwards on my arms and tried to catch my breath. I realized my bed and I were damp. With sweat or drool, I didn't know, but I wanted it off me. I needed a shower.
I looked out the window I saw it was early morning with just a few campers milling about. I gathered myself and headed to the showers. I needed to time to process what I saw.
A/N: And there you have it. A short chapter I know, but at least it pulled the Harry Potter element in. I may are may not have the next chapter written up by the end of today, but it will be done by the end of the week.