A/N: Hi! This is Storm here, with my very first crossover! I have read quite a few Percy Jackson/ Warrior cats fanfictions, but it always seems to be that the Percy Jackson characters are turned into cats, but I'm trying it the other way round! Please read and review, and tell me how I'm doing!
Thunder's POV
Seven seconds in a portal. Not that I've ever spent any longer in one, but seven seconds is definitely enough. Seven seconds of blurring, blinding colour, screeching, swirling and general chaos. Then I hit the tree. Compared to the portal, crashing head-on into a solid oak tree seemed almost comfortable. Almost. By almost, I mean that it hurt. A lot. I grunted in a pained manner as I felt myself crumple to the ground. Rubbing a hand against the site of impact on the top of my head, I struggled into a sitting position. First logical thought of the day: wood hurts.
Second logical thought of the day: where the hell am I?
Third logical thought of the day: I can't remember anything.
At that thought; panic ensued. I sat at the base of the tree and buried my head in my hands, trying to block out everything except my mind, raking through countless blank pages that should have been filled; a canvas that once held a beautiful drawing washed dry. Then I found it. Four names. Scrawled near the bottom of the canvas; the back of the book.
Wind, Shadow, River and Thunder.
Thunder.
Me.
I tried to stand, but, upon staggering to my feet, my legs seemed to quiver and shake, and I collapsed to the ground, helpless. So I decided to crawl. I had only made it a few paces before a boy flung himself out of a bush and swung a sword in the direction of my face. To say I was surprised would be an understatement. Scrambling backwards, I held up a hand to protect my face, instinct kicking in. Protect; don't get killed. I ended up with a deep, bleeding groove slashed across the palm of my hand. Thanks instinct. The boy also seemed surprised, but regarded me warily, green eyes attentive and dangerous.
"What are you- Are you crawling?" he demanded, and I instantly felt like an idiot. Crawling must be a bad thing. In an attempt to right myself, I clawed myself to my feet, hauling upwards, supporting myself against a tree. The boy looked at me in a strange way, then continued.
"What are you doing here?" he asked, and I looked awkwardly around.
"I don't know." My voice sounded hoarse and unused, so I coughed to try and clear my throat. It didn't work.
"Where did you come from?"
"I don't know."
"How old are you?"
"I don't know."
"Why- Do you know anything?" asked the boy, catching the look of confusion on my face.
"I know my name." I assured.
"And…?" prompted the boy, looking impatient.
"And nothing else."
"Great. It looks like we have another Jason situation." Sighed the boy. I opened my mouth to ask what he meant by 'Jason situation', but I was cut off by a scream. A name clicked into my mind.
Shadow.
I turned to run, but the boy grabbed my arm. Whirling around, I shouted in anger;
"My friend is in trouble!" I pulled away, and stumbled towards the scream, legs still shaky. The boy gave a sigh of exasperation and ran after me, muttering something in a different language under his breath. I burst into a clearing to see a girl, about fourteen years old, with raven black hair, clutching a tree branch for dear life. There was nothing else in sight.
"Why did you scream?!" I demanded, irritation creeping into my voice.
"I screamed, because I'm stuck up a freaking tree!" the girl yelled back, then screamed again as the branch dipped slightly under her weight. The boy had also run into the clearing, and was now clearly trying not to laugh.
"You're about two and a half meters from the ground!" he pointed out, and Shadow spat back indignantly;
"So?! I'm scared of heights, so get me down!" At that moment, a tall lithe girl with choppy, short brown hair darted into the clearing. As she saw Shadow clinging to the tree, she crossed her arms and shouted up at the dark-haired girl;
"Could you scream any louder, Shadow?" demanded the girl. I recognised the commanding, sarcastic tone in her voice immediately.
Wind.
"Yes, I can actually, but I'm not prepared to demonstrate unless one of you idiots gets me down!" yelled Shadow, and Wind rolled her eyes in a teasing way.
"Has she always been like this, Thunder?" she enquired, and I shrugged. I obviously wasn't the only one with a case of amnesia. The boy looked up at Shadow, and advised;
"If you jump, it shouldn't hurt that badly."
"Well thanks for the reassurance!" retorted Shadow before closing her eyes tight, and letting go of the branch. She plummeted to the ground, but twisted in the air, spread her limbs wide, and landed in a slightly undignified crouch, splayed out on all fours. She let out a sigh of relief, and flopped onto her stomach, obviously grateful to see ground again.
"Okay, can I just ask, how many more of you are there?" the boy was still there. Great. I narrowed my eyes in thought, and a final name flickered into my mind. Me, Wind and Shadow all spoke at the same time.
"River."
"I'll look for him!" volunteered Wind, darting off at a crazy speed before anyone could protest.
"Did she used to be that fast?" asked Shadow, staring at the trail of dust the tall girl left in her wake. I shrugged again.
"Slight case of no memories whatsoever here." I stated plainly, and Shadow nodded understandingly.
"Ditto." The boy looked at us, exasperated.
"So, none of you have any memories at all?" Me and the girl next to me shook our heads, and, at that precise moment, Wind raced back into the clearing, a grin on her face.
"River, has fallen into the river." She laughed, before beckoning us to follow her with a slight lilt of her head. We reached the river to see a boy with shaggy, greyish-black hair and bright green eyes sitting, completely soaked, in the water, a bemused look on his face.
"I'm soaked." He stated simply, before pulling himself to his feet and staggering through the swirling water. He pulled of his jacket and wrung it out, water splashing onto the grass.
"Can someone please tell me what is going on?" he asked, shaking out the jacket and grimacing as he put it back on. Shadow was clearly trying to stifle a snigger, and I also seemed to find the situation rather amusing.
"Okay, is that all of you? Because if it is, I need an explanation. Now." The boy appeared to have followed us, and was standing, sword embedded into the ground, watching us with a strange interest. I felt that it was my duty to introduce the group, so I stood forwards, and spoke.
"First of all, before you ask, I don't think any of us have any memories, so I'll have to stick with what I know. My name is Thunder, the girl with the black hair is Shadow, the girl with the brown hair is Wind, and the boy who is soaking wet is River. None of us know who we are or what we are doing here."
"Your names are seriously messed up." Stated the boy. Shadow gave him a furious glare, and let out a hissing breath.
"And what would you call a normal name?" demanded Wind, eyes narrowed angrily.
"Well, I'm called Percy, which is a normal name." he introduced, and I laughed. What sort of a name was Percy?! Shadow, Wind and River seemed to have the same thoughts, and also chuckled. Percy looked irritated, and placed a hand on the hilt of his sword.
"Well, I'm not taking you to camp if I have to introduce you as having such crazy names." He bargained.
"Well, we can't just change our names." I pointed out, and Percy gave us a sly look.
"Oh great!" exclaimed River, casting an upwards glance.
"The only thing we remember has to be changed! I officially hate my life." He sighed, crossing his arms.
"You haven't seen the worst of it yet, trust me. Life is going to get even crazier when we get to camp. Anyway, names." Percy cast a glance over at me, and seemed deep in thought.
"How about Alex?" he suggested. I tried hard not to laugh. Alex sounded even more ridiculous than Percy. I gritted my teeth, and agreed. Percy moved on to River next, and looked frustrated.
"Grey?" he implied, and River looked at him in an irritated manner.
"How is River a weird name, but Grey isn't?"
"I could come up with much worse," snapped Percy, and River was silent. Shadow was renamed as Asha, and Wind eventually accepted the name Elle. Percy stood back, a satisfied look on his face.
"I think you're ready to face Camp Half-Blood."
A/N: good? Bad? Please review to tell me how I did!
