For Us Demigods

Halloween, Presidio Style

Third Person's POV

"Aren't you a pretty angel..."

"Aren't you a handsome devil..."

"That dress is too short."

"Aphrodite got it. It's not my fault."

Halloween. Enough said.

"Do you have to be shirtless?" Annabeth said.

"Aphrodite didn't exactly give me a shirt." Percy said.

Annabeth was in a short, white, cocktail dress, with a magic glowing halo, and a pair of white glittering wings, sprouting from her back.

Aphrodite was not afraid on showing off her magic.

Percy was, as Annabeth had said, shirtless. He was wearing black tights, with red streaks on the sides, and a pair of black-red wings spread out wide across their room. A pair of devil horn, and a red tail.

"Are you wearing contacts?" Annabeth asked.

"No." Percy blinked and his eyes turned completely black. He blinked again and it was back to his normal, calm, sea green.

"Supernatural." Annabeth stated.

"She's-" Percy sighed.

There was a knock on the door and Piper's voice was heard before she stepped into the room.

"Are you guys dre-?" Piper said and trailed off. "Oh no."

"Dress to short, or no shirt?" Annabeth said.

"No shirt." Piper mumbled. "You are so in shape Percy."

"Thank you." Percy said, as his wings tucked itself slowly as it loomed over him.

"And you." Piper said. "Gorgeous. But your hair." She pointed at Annabeth.

"I know. I know." Annabeth said. "I pulled the hair clips out. It was torturing my brain."

"I was gonna say your hair is flawless." Piper said.

"Wonder Woman." Percy said. "Jason's Superman?"

"Oh yeah." Piper laughed.

"I'm guessing Leo is Iron man?" Annabeth said.

"Surprisingly no." Jason said as he walked into the room. His eyes landed immediately on Percy, and he raised an eyebrow.

"Don't." Percy said, as Jason scoffed, rolled his eyes, and chuckled.

"He's Tarzan." Jason said as Percy almost immediately choked on laughter. His black wings shaking because of his body movement, and look over at Annabeth.

"Come on!" He exclaimed with a tone of disbelief. "You don't think that's funny?"

Annabeth just gave Percy a look that she'd given him a thousand times before. She raised an eyebrow and shook her head.

"Whatever." Percy said as he walked over to his window.

Percy and Annabeth's room was one of the rooms that got the front lawn view from the window. He unlatched and opened the white wooden frame making the room fill in with the cool autumn breeze.

"How many people did we invite?" Nico asked as he loomed in through the shadows from Percy's closet. He's been doing that quite a lot lately.

Nico DiAngelo has the power of a god. God over Tartarus to be exact. He was now the epitome of darkness. The first time he was told by his father, hours after the Vegas debacle, he was mad, almost. He didn't want to be a god. He didn't want to leave his girlfriend. The first one he'd got in decades.