Okay, I was on and off 'bout this fanfiction, then I was like, what da hecks! I will NOT be shipping my character and a original character and Percy Jackson series belongs to Rick Riordan!

"Mom! This dyslexia thing is getting worse!" I threw my back against my room wall as I yelled to my mother who was washing dishes in the kitchen. Dad was at work, my brother was at school, and my sister was coloring at the kitchen table. "It'll be fine, Katrina," she scrabbled for the dishwasher and placed the plates carefully in it. "Mom! It is not getting better, I'm failing most of my classes, you'd usually get on to Ally when she fails, why not me? I mean, I don't want to get onto, but it's not fair," Ally, my little sister glanced up from her coloring book.

"It's just... Nothing," mother stuttered, then soon saying I was not yet ready. She really was a good women, she'd just shut me out a lot. I rolled my eyes and plugged in my phone, then went straight to my computer, played my favorite songs, Radioactive, Counting Stars, and, Wake Me Up. Soon Ally came in and asked for her favorite song, she was annoying, but I loved her.

Nothing really important happened, until next morning. I woke up, got dressed, brushed my teeth and hair, ate cereal, and ran to the bus stop, my friend who I sat with on the bus was pretty strange, she liked nature, and would sometimes talk to the trees and hug them her name was Fern. Ironic. "Katrina! I planted another flower today, it was a blue rose," don't get me wrong, Fern is awesome. Little on the crazy side, but a great friend. There was also this kid with crutches, those two shared looks often, when I tried to ask about him, she'd just shy away.

The only thing I got from her was his name, Grover. I huffed, "You could at least tell me where you two met," I pouted. Fern sighed and rushed my into the school, keeping an eye on a kid who was a lot taller than any normal kid, bit harrier, but worked out, a lot! Which made some girls faint for him. Alex was his name. He'd give me evil looks, as if he was planning my death bed. "Grover and I met on the first day of school, we...uh..," Fern switched my gaze to her. "Fine, don't tell me, everyone leaves me in the shadows anyways, and I think I'm starting to like it," I stomped away to my first class, art.

The teacher, Ms. Winder. She was pretty weird and annoying too. But I like the subject she taught. We weren't doing anything special, just free drawing. Soon, the bell rang, gym. "Onward!" I huddled my stuff together and sped off. Gym was also normal, running, push-ups, that stuff. Then, band! Probably my favorite class. Awesome music my clarinet and I make. And after that bell rang, that's when things got weird.

Alex followed me to my next class, which was strange. When I got to my locker he cornered me and pulled me into an empty classroom. "What did you need? I need to get to my next class!" I ordered and tried to push him aside, he grasped my arm and smiled grimly. "I heard you do therapy, right?" he growled and tugged on my brown strand of hair. Alex sniffed it.

"Get away!"

"I knew it, half-blood!" he snarled and...grew taller? His teeth were now sharp and his breath smelled like corpses that rotted over time. His eyes gleamed with a yellow glow, nose became longer and grew a dog's nose. He was now covered in gray hair, his shirt ripped. I was terrified, Fern and Grover pounded on the door. Fern started to pray, I bounced around the room, avoiding Alex's attacks.

He clawed at my head, sharp nails chipped the edge of my shoulder, it stun alright, I didn't have time to even glance at it. He swiped at me again, just barely a millimeter away from taring my face away from my bones. I stumbled into a corner, I was trapped. Alex gave me a cold smile that sent chills down my spine. "You're mine now, half-blood!"

He raised his mighty claw in the air, waited for a second before sniffing the air. I wasn't part dog, so I had n clue why he stopped himself from attacking me. He stopped and glared in Fern's direction, before he even moved, tree branches broke the window, curling around Alex, the tree branches clamped together, tighter until no more movement from anywhere.

I sputtered a few words, even I didn't know what I've said. Grover and Fern rushed to my side, everything's spinning, my vision blurred. I finally got the chance to look at my shoulder, blood loss, so much. "You are going be okay!" Fern reassured me. Then, everything was dark.