Hey everyone, hope you enjoy this new story, though the first chapter might be a bit boring. But still, please R&R.

DISCLAIMER! I don't own Percy Jackson and the idea and plot line for this story are from the show Teen Wolf, I only own the OC that I might add in if I have to.

ENJOY! By the way, it's all in Percy's POV except for special chapters, but I'll let you know.

Ring ring, ring ring!

I gritted my teeth and ignored the call, washing out my tooth brush. It was probably my best buddy Grover, like always, but today I didn't feel like answering, at all.

Walking out of the bathroom, I grabbed the bar I'd placed in the door frame and pulled myself up, doing ten chin-ups like I always did, preparing for the la-cross team try-outs. I always spent the season on the bench, but this year, I was absolutely determined to make the team.

Pulling off my shirt, I saw about to get into bed when I heard something outside. Barely audible, but I definitely heard something. With a frown adorning my face, I went outside to check it out.

As usual, the area around was still and quiet, though instead of finding it peaceful, now it scared the shit out of me. My head snapped up as there was a bump on the balcony above me. Something came toppling over the railing into the bushes around the veranda, and I swear to God I almost had a heart attack.

Grover popped his head of curly hair out of the bushes and I let out a sigh of relief.

"Jeez man!" I exclaimed. "You almost gave me a heart attack!"

My best friend grinned. "Sorry dude, but you weren't answering the phone and I have to tell you what I found out."

"Well, I was studying." I lied, rolling my eyes.

"Whatever man, come on!" He grabbed my arm and shoved me back inside. "We're goin' out! Get a shirt on."

I did as he said. It was probably just some of his usual antics to do with his dad's job; some robbery or a punch-up. I scoffed at the thought, having no doubt that if that was the case, then it was probably started by school bad-boy, captain of the la-cross team, Luke Castellan. He was the most popular guy in school, going out with the most popular girl, Drew Tanaka. A/N: Don't worry about my character choices, and some of them might be a bit OC to fit with the story line, sorry.

I put on a T-shirt and a black wind-breaker, then headed out to follow Grover. "So... what happened?"

Grover seemed to get so excited that I was about to ask him how many cans of Red Bull he'd in the last ten minutes. "They found a body, in the woods."

I raised an eyebrow. "A body? Here? In Long Island? Seriously?" Nothing interesting ever happened here. A/N: Okay, I'm not from America so I have no idea what I'm talking about when it comes to the landscape, so bear with me, I'm just trying to make it feel like a small town surrounded by forest. And it had to be long island coz this is a PJO fic.

Grover nodded, bouncing on the balls of his feet. "Let's go." He sprinted off, not waiting to see if I was following or not. He knew that I could never ignore something like this. Checking my watch, I saw that it was almost midnight. Mom would definitely by asleep by now.

Glancing back at the house once more, I turned and ran after Grover. The light of the moon shining down on me.

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I gave Grover a slight smack of the arm as he tripped over a root. He'd never exactly been able to achieve ultimate stealth mode, which really didn't help when you were trying to sneak up on a police squad.

Flashlights scanned the ground, but we always stayed away from the edge of the light, being as quiet as they could.

"Um, Grover?" I whispered. "If they found the body, what are they still doing here. Looking for evidence."

Grover grinned. "That's just it, Perce. They're still looking for a body."

That made absolutely no sense, what so ever. "But I thought you said-"

"Percy," He interrupted me. "They only found half the body."

I swallowed down bile at his words. WHAT?! He wanted me to help him look for half a body? Oh no, I do not think so.

I stared at my friend in revolted incredulousness, and he just shrugged as if to say What? It's just a dead body. Yeah, JUST a dead body.

One of flashlights turned on us suddenly, and Grover pushed me back, sending a clear enough message. I ran. I ran as fast a could.

I looked back to see if Grover was close behind, but he hadn't even budged. I was about to yell at him when his dad appeared. I ducked behind a tree.

"Grover?" His dad, Mr Underwood, demanded. Mr Underwood was the chief of police. "What are you doing out here?"

I heard Grover scuff the toe of his shoe against the dead leaves that covered the ground. "Uh, helping."

"Where's Percy then?"

I sucked in a breath. There was a short pause, then Mr Underwood said impatiently, "Come on, son. Everyone knows you two are thick as thieves. Where's you little partner in crime?"

"Percy's still at home, he had to study."

Everyone knew that Grover was a horrible liar, but his dad just let out a breath and told Grover to go to the car.

Then I ran, further into the forest. I had to home as fast as I could; Grover's dad would probably go and check.

At least I had a head start... kind of.

I had probably been running for about ten minutes, when I tripped. Letting out a small yelp, I landed on my face. I had scrapped my hands and chin on the twigs. That's gonna be hard to explain. I thought to myself.

I propped myself up onto my elbows and turned around to see what had tripped me.

My stomach leapt into my throat and I heard myself let out a quiet, strangled scream.

I'd found the body. A mangled torso of a girl, maybe a few years then me, possibly in her early twenties. They only found half the body, Grover's words rang in my ears. Well, I'd found the other half.

The girl's open, unseeing dark eyes stared at me, wide, her face frozen in mask of terror. Her still face seemed to be begging to me, shouting at me, warning me of danger. Something unspeakably horrible had happened to this poor girl, and I stared at the bite marks along her waist, I knew that whatever had killed her, it most certainly wasn't human.

My blood ran cold as a low, rumbling reverberated through the trees. One look at the girl's horrified face, and I understood. If I didn't run, I was next.

I bolted to my feet, sprinting off back into the direction of my house, flashing a look behind me and catching site of a strange wolf-like creature, though it was much bigger than a normal wolf. It eyes glowed red in the darkness, the moonlight reflecting off its sharp fangs.

Heart pounding hard against my ribs, I ran faster as the animal started to chase me. I dodged trees and branches and roots, struggling to keep the distance between me and the monster. Since when were there wolves in New York? I wondered, coz last time I checked, there weren't.

My muscles began to burn, my breathing became haggard from exertion and panic. And the wolf started to gain. My pounding heart became painful, and I clutched my chest as I stumbled through the forest.

The wolf howled, and it ran harder, rapidly closing the gap. Its paws only touched the floor for an instant, its body ripple with raw strength. This was not an average wolf. A scream escaped my lips as I reached to the road and the wolf pounced.

Another scream tore from my throat as pain exploded through me, originating from my right hip. My back arched up-ward as I cried out in agony but the wolf was gone, not a trace.

And then suddenly, the pain was gone, replaced by an irritating itch. I stood, staggering a lifted my shirt.

Underneath the fabric, under the blood, there was a bite, much like the dead girls.

I'd been bitten by the wolf.

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