Disclaimer: I don't own PJO, Rick Riordan does ^^

Author's Notes: So I felt kind of stupid for not making a Prologue so here it is :P the next chapter, number 6 is going to be up sooner then I thought. This is going to be from Sinding's PoV and include some of his background for this chapter so bare with me. Read and Review please! Enjoy!

My shadow loomed as I looked up at the tall apartment complex. The boy was yet to be home from school at this point. It was about two in the afternoon; which made me itching for nightfall. I was to wait for the full-moon which was in about a day; otherwise the transfer of power would be incomplete. Frustrated I walked back to the hide-out which was in abandoned warehouse a few blocks away for the boy's house.

I knocked on the door with three taps, two slides and one more tap. I opened the door to see my Beta; John, coming up for a greeting. I nodded signalling that sort of greeting back. We sat in silence for a few minutes until John finally spoke up.

"So we have the right kid?"

"Yes, I'm positive he'll be able to handle it."

"Alright, it's your call boss. He is going to take over your position after all." I sighed knowingly. I was still young compared to normal standards of a Werewolf but I had enough of leading. I needed someone fresh, someone new to take over. Preferably someone that I know will do it right and I can relate with. You see when I was younger, over a hundred years ago I was forcibly turned as well, most Werewolves are; especially the leaders. I had friends back then; not normal friends but Demi-God friends. I was in Camp Half-Blood for most of my life, Chiron knew me quite well since I had basically been there since birth. Now it's all changed as I've seen throughout the years, all my old friends are dead and in the underworld. Though they still do quests since they have to at the camp, most can be disastrous; like my last one.

When I was about the age of thirteen I went on a quest by myself; the oracle had forbid that anyone else come with me. I reluctantly went on the quest that took me to search for a monster; it was a minor monster that usually the Hunters would have taken care of it except they were "full" at the moment. I had made my way to some old country town in Montana before I saw it, the giant monster that would change my life.

Flashback

I was huffing like mad trying to bring more air into my lungs; it was a full-moon which shone brightly over the little town. I looked over to my right, there was a small building that looked to be abandoned and run down; while I was paying attention to the suffering paint a giant wolf-like creature emerged from the building.

It howled as I directed my eyes to it; acting instinctively I sprinted away as soon as I saw it fully not caring that my lungs were about to burst. The wolf-thing caught up to me and quickly jumped on me. I looked into its eyes; they seemed almost human as the creature bit down on my left shoulder. The pain was immense; I soon fell into the blackness that was oblivion.

End of Flashback

"Hello? Boss? Sinding you there?"

"Huh? Oh I was just thinking you know."

"Oh, well I was just asking when you wanted to pick up the kid."

"You mean after I bite him?"

"Yeah." I thought about it for a moment, if it was like anything that happened to me I shouldn't pick him up right away; he needs time to adjust.

"The next full-moon after this one. He'll be more cooled down and easier to train."

"Alright, you're the boss, Sinding."

"I know" I mumbled in reply. It was awhile before John spoke again.

"Hey Sinding, what if he goes to camp? I saw his Satyr while they were together a few days ago. The Satyr is sure to bring him there after he finds out the kids been bitten." I pondered it for a moment, it was true; he would most likely go to camp but that wouldn't stop us. It would just mean a place to where I thought I could never see again in person: Camp Half-Blood with Chiron.

"It still holds. It will just be easier if he's been trained with weapons before." I didn't mention the fact that I cared a little for the kid; Derek. I would make his up bringing as the new leader down a notch; he was still young and I had to train him for a few years before; but by then he will be a true leader.

This trip to camp would be interesting, you can count on that.

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~Kingdomalith