Hey, this is Rooney1077 with a new story. This is set in season 1 of Teen Wolf and set after HoO of PJO. I will try to update often. My other story, The Ring of Power,hasn't been updated for a while. I will try to update it tonight or tomorrow. Sorry for the wait on The Ring of Power. I've had a bit of writer's block. Thank you and review. review who you want Percy to be shipped with. Thank you again. Enjoy! ~Rooney1077

Disclaimer: I do not own PJO or Teen Wolf.

Chris Argent smiled, setting down his glass of bourbon, and took a seat behind his old friend. He patted the boys back. "Thank you for coming, Percy. If you're here I don't have to worry about Allison being in danger. You'll keep her safe when I can't, right?" Percy turned around from the fireplace and grinned.

"Of course, Chris, I'll keep two eyes on her. Maybe I could catch up on my education. Since, you know, I've been a little absent for the past three years."

"I'm trusting you, Percy, this is my daughter. Keep her safe and don't let her find out." Chris ordered, clapping a hand on Percy's back once he sat down.

Percy grabbed the glass from Chris' hand and took a sip, grimacing at the burn in his throat. "Sir, when was the last time I failed?"

Chris Argent grinned again. "I can't remember." He took back the alcohol. As long as Allison was safe and as innocent as she was before they moved to this town nothing else mattered.

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Scott McCall cursed himself, while ruffling the autumn leafs on the forest ground. A severe asthmatic dropping his inhaler in the woods at night while searching for a dead body was a free plan. He should do it more often. Life threatening situations are always enjoyable.

Scott moved the light of his phone over the ground, coming across the thing him and Stiles were looking for. The other half of the body. He jumped back, yelling, and tumbled down the forest hill. Scott jumped over a log, wheezing. He looked around.

A pair of red eyes focussed on him. The animal charged forward. Scott tried holding into the ground beneath him as the predator caught ahold of him and bit the teenage boy.

Scott yelled in pain, shooting off from the ground and running through the woods, holding the bleeding bite. He ran onto the road right in front of a swerving car. Scott McCall took a look at the injury oozing blood before staggering down the road, making his way home.

Stiles wasn't going to believe it.

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Percy turned the music up in his new car, provided by the Argents, while driving Allison to school. It had been a very long time since he had been to one. With the hunting and the protecting and the deaths and the traveling he hadn't found the time. School was his biggest problem as a teenager. Just look at the stuff he deals with now.

Percy bobbed his head to classic rock, smiling when he heard Allison laugh. "So how long are you staying, Perce?" She asked. Percy parked the car and turned to look at Allison. "As long as I'm wanted. When you guys get tired of me. I'll be on the road."

Allison looked at him seriously. "You're apart of the family, Percy. You'll always be wanted." He smiled at her for a moment and snapped out of his trance. "Okay! Let's go." He grabbed his bag and they made their way to the main office. Him and Allison were greeted by one of the teachers and the principle.

"Hello. I'm the principle, Mr. Walcott, and to my left is Ms. Morrell. We'll be taking you to your lockers and classes." The principle greeted enthusiastically.

Ms. Morrell lead Percy past the students after he said goodbye to Allison. Percy tried to listen as Ms. Morrell talked about the teachers and the classes but he couldn't help but focus on a conversation two boys were having.

The skinny one laughed. "No, not a chance." He laughed again. The slightly bigger boy beside him frowned. "I heard a wolf howling." This caught Percy's attention. This could possibly be something Chris wanted him to protect his daughter from; if it wasn't just a wolf.

"No you didn't, Scott." The skinny one stated bluntly. Scott stared at his friend, looking annoyed. "How do you know what I heard?"

Pale and Skinny, his new nickname he had unknowingly been given by Percy, laughed. "Because California doesn't have wolves, all right?" He turned to stop Scott. "Not in like 60-" Ms. Morrell cut off Percy's listening.

"Mr. Argent did you hear me?" Percy head snapped over to look at her. He thought quick to make a good excuse.

"Ah, sorry. ADHD. It's difficult to stay focussed. What were we talking about?"

"Lunch time." She answered with a suspicious look in her eyes.

Percy gave her a fake grin. "Lunch? Good! I love lunch." Ms. Morrell lead Percy to his first class, Math. It was going to be a long day.

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"As you know there was indeed a body found in the woods yesterday. I'm sure your eager little minds have and will come up with various McCobb scenarios. But I am here to tell you that the police have a suspect in custody," Scott gave Stiles a confused look, but Stiles gave him one right back. "So you may now give your attention to the syllabus on your desk, outlining the entire semester."

Many people groaned as they flipped the pages over in the packet. A loud ringing filled the classroom making Scott flinch. He glanced around, not seeing the sorce. The ringing stopped, being replaced by a girl's voice.

'Mom, three calls on my first day is a little much.' Scott looked out the window. Mr. Walcott stood by a brown haired girl as she shuffled through her bag. 'Yes, I have everything. Everything...except a pen. God, I didn't actually forget a pen. Okay, okay. I got to go. Love ya.'

The girl stood up and walked with Mr. Walcott. Scott could hear them speak as they walked through the halls and into the classroom. He could even hear her heart racing.

"Class, this is our new student, Allison Argent. Please do your best to make her feel welcomed." Mr. Walcott left Allison with an encouraging nod. She walked with her head down and sat in the seat behind Scott. Scott picked up one of his pens and turned around, offering it to her.

Allison smiled and took it. "Thanks." Scott turned back in his seat and grinned. Allison smiled weirdly, wondering how he knew she needed a pen.

Scott's heart suddenly filled with warmth. He smiled sweetly. He barely knew this girl and she already had him wrapped around her finger.