Percy Pov
There's nothing worse than laying down to take a nap, and instead of waking up in your comfy bed at Camp Half-Blood, you wake up next to a river.
"Is this some sick prank?" Percy muttered quietly. "I bet it's the Stolls."
As soon as Percy said it, he knew it wasn't true. The Stolls would never do something like this. They usually put spiders in Annabeth's bed, or make everybody's hair turn purple for a week. But this? No.
Percy walked forward. Maybe there was someone that could help him. Then, all of the sudden, there was a painful sensation on his hand. He looked at to see if there were any cuts or scrapes. But instead of seeing his hand, he saw a paw. A black furry paw.
Percy quickly raced back to the river to see his reflection. He… was…. A…. cat….?
As soon as Percy thought that, he turned around, just to see two other cats that looked ready to kill him.
"Um… Did I do something wrong?"
"You have trespassed our territory," One replied.
"For that, you must pay," Another added.
The next thing I knew, they both lunged at me.