Hey guys! Here's another story, this one being a crossover between Warriors and PJO/HoO! My pen name here, LynnDoubleLegacy, actually comes from my OC that appears in this story. Only a few of the characters in here are mine, so yea. I'll tell you when they come in. Otherwise, none of the main characters are mine. Only a few fillers and those two.

Disclaimer: I don't own either Warriors or Percy Jackson, though I wish.

CHAPTER ONE

Firestar's POV

Firestar gazed at the limp tabby shape by his paws, the body slowly fading into nothingness. He had done it: the evil of Tigerstar was banished for good, but at a terrible, terrible price. His own granddaughter, Hollyleaf, had given her life to save Ivypool from Hawkfrost. Ferncloud had died defending the kits, and Mousefur had died fighting for the elders. Spottedleaf... Oh Spottedleaf... His first love had died forever, saving his mate Sandstorm to make Firestar happy. A tear trickled down his face, leaving a path in his bloodstained fur. Pain battled with sorrow in his forest green eyes, as his many wounds from the Great Battle continued to bleed, sapping his last life out of him. Lightning struck next to him, filling his head with a blinding light and searing pain all over his side. The light took over his vision as his legs gave out beneath him, and he faded into the blackness

?'s POV

Pain. That was all that existed in his mind; the soft wetness of blood seeping from dozens of wounds and staining his tattered green shirt. Wincing, he forced his eyes open to find himself in the middle of a forest in a small clearing, all covered with snow besides a small circle where he lay on the ground. :Where am I?: He found that he couldn't remember anything, except the name his mother had given him, long long ago: Rusty. He somehow knew that he had had another name after that, but Rusty was the only name he could recall; the only thing he could remember. He didn't recognize the forest, or tell the type of animal that would've made the wounds on his body.
Rusty groaned and sat up, black spots dancing across his eyes. He gave himself a quick visual and nerve feedback look-over, he realized how bad he really was. There were so many wounds and so much blood that he was surprised he wasn't weaker. Even then, it seemed to be the middle of winter (:Where did that term come from?: he wondered to himself. :It doesn't seem familiar...:) and, even if he didn't die of blood loss, he would certainly die from the cold. He instinctively clutched at the piece of metal hanging on a necklace around his neck and instantly felt comforted. The shape was familiar, in the shape of a squared-off cat head with a lightning bolt cut out in the middle of it. Despite that, Rusty knew that he needed to get somewhere where he could heal, and fast. He tried to stand up, but failed as his injured leg gave out, and the ground rushed back toward him.
Rusty hit the ground hard on top of an already sore burn wound that sent pain reeling back into his mind. He curled into the fetal position, tucking his legs in their torn khakis to his chest, clutched his pendant, and weakly cried, "Help." He knew that it was probably hopeless: how likely was it that someone would hear something that quiet, or that someone will be out in a forest in winter anyway?
However, despite the odds against him, someone must have heard him, because the last thing Rusty saw before it all went black was a blond haired boy with a bronze gladius (:Where did that word come from?:) and golden-framed glasses (:Again, where did that come from?:) running up to him, with two others on his tail. Even after his vision faded, he could still hear the boy, faintly, as if through a tube. "Hazel! Head back to camp, now! Tell them we have an injured!"
Then Rusty knew no more.

Jason's POV

Jason was running through the woods by New Rome with Frank and Hazel when he heard the plea. Or rather, Frank heard the plea.
The three of them were racing through the wood, trying to outrun and outparry the others as they always did whenever Jason visited, which was often. Piper usually came with him, but Percy and Annabeth had decided to visit Camp Half-Blood during the winter break, so she stayed behind to catch up with them, seeing as they were usually busy with college whenever they were there. He had to admit, the training that Frank had come up with was extremely fun. Basically, all they had to do was run through the woods and attempt to beat each other at reaching the biggest tree in the forest before the others. Frank often won this because of his ability to change into animals, but it was fun anyway. This particular time was no different. Frank had turned into a lion to try and outrun Jason and Hazel when he had skidded to a stop, with the others slamming into him, thanks to the freshly fallen snow.
"I heard something," Frank exclaimed after turning back into a human.
Hazel sighed. "Then couldn't you at least tell us when you're going to stop?" She asked. "Some of us don't have claws."
Jason ignored her. He knew that what Frank had just heard might've been a monster, and if so, then they needed to kill it before it reached Camp Jupiter. Even despite the magical barriers, monsters still sometimes got through, and it was always a good idea to try and get rid of them before they did. Either that, or a demigod was trying to make it to Camp Jupiter. If that was the case, then they could need help. "I'll fly up and take a look, see if I spot anything." Jason said, adjusting his glasses, which had been knocked loose due to the lion crash.
After using the coming winter winds to raise himself up, he gazed around, and a flash of bright gingery red and green clashing against the white caught his eye. "There's something over there!" He called out to his companions. "We should probably check it out!"
Jason lowered himself down on the winds as fast as he dared and hit the ground running a few paces ahead of his teammates, taking out Juno's old gladius in case it was a monster. Instead, he saw a small, skinny, red haired boy, who looked around thirteen, in a tattered green shirt and khakis, curled up with his head slightly raised. His eyes, barely open, revealed to be as bright green as the forest in the spring. As he approached, the boy collapsed, his head hitting the frozen ground that was strangely devoid of snow, and Jason called to Hazel, "Hazel! Head back to camp, quickly! Tell them we have an injured!"
Hazel turned around to call Arion without a question, while Frank just ran faster. Jason kneeled down beside him and saw that the boy had multiple wounds, and a lot of them were bleeding badly, staining the ground red. He tore a bit of fabric off his own shirt and the boy's already tattered pants to stop the worst of the wounds from bleeding: a long yet shallow scratch on the throat, a deep wound that ran down his front, shoulder to hip, bad, blistering burns on his side, and a gash on the boy's leg, tearing muscle. It was obvious that the boy would die if they didn't get him to Camp Jupiter quickly enough. And yet, he hesitated at bringing the stranger to camp. He wore a strange pendant with a symbol Jason had never seen before, like a cat head with a lightning bolt through it, with a star charm beside it and a hook for another that quite obviously should've been there. Despite being a child of the sky god and able to control lightning himself, it made him unsettled.
Frank didn't seem to notice the pendant, or if he did, it didn't seem to bother him. "We need to bring him back to camp. I'll turn into a dragon. Get on my back."
Frank transformed and, as soon as he stretched out his wing, Jason scooped up the unconscious demigod, who was surprisingly light, and climbed onto the dragon's back. At least, he hoped the boy was a demigod. It would mean he wasn't a stranger, yet if he wasn't a half-blood, he wouldn't be able to cross the magical border, and then... :That doesn't matter now, Jason.: He thought to himself. :Right now we need to get this boy to safety, and fast.:
:Hold on.:

Well guys, thanks for reading this first chapter! It's probably really obvious who Rusty is, but hey. Well then, please Favorite, Follow, and review!