After getting some requests, I decided to write this crossover story. I hope it is good, I have been thinking about this for a while, and I wasn't very sure how to proceed. Tell me what you think, and I am open to suggestions. I do not own anything.

Leah's POV (third person)

Leah sighed. Nobody understood the feelings she had. The betrayal. The anger. The pain. There was nobody to talk to. Because they all took Sam's view. He ruined them. He ruined them all. And now, she had nobody. Nobody but Seth, but even he sometimes sided with Sam. No, nobody understood. And nobody ever would.

She was running though the forest on her patrol alone. Nobody wanted to run it with her, and that was just fine. No one wanted to hear her sorrow, bitter thoughts, and she didn't want to hear anybody else's thought's either. So running alone, yeah that was fine.

She came to the beach. It was a windy day. The breeze chilled her to the bone, even with her thick fur coat on. All Leah wanted to do was get home. She wanted to lie down and go to bed. Volunteering for patrol all the time was really starting to take a toll on her body. Rest was one thing she certainly needed.

The sand was grainy beneath her paws. The waves lapped onto the sand, leaving a dark strip after strip, gently pulling grains in and pushing them out. The waves were an endless cycle, full of repation, just as her life was. She wanted change.

Then, a moan was heard. Leah tilted her head to the side. There it was, she heard it again. A moaning coming from the beach. Leah ran toward the sound. She felt drawn to it, like the waves were drawn to the beach.

A boy was lying there. He had black hair with a gray streak in it. The same color as my fur, she thought. His eyes were squeezed tight, a pained expression on his face. He had tanned skin that had taken a pale, almost blue look, due to the cold. His clothes were soaking wet, and stuck to his skin. Leah could clearly see his well-toned muscles through the wet shirt that stuck to his skin. He was muttering something.

"Jacob Black."

Percy's POV (third person)

Percy had a rough week. For starters, every night, he had nightmares. He was trapped in a room, reliving every battle he ever had. All the monsters he had sent to Tartus were there, fighting him, all at the same time. He would get mauled. Cuts and bruises appeared on his body in the dream, and then they would appear when he woke up. Most of the time they faded by noon, and they were never life threatening, but it still hurt like Hades to wake up injured every morning. So, his lack of decent sleep and his injuries stressed his body during training. A solo quest had been issued for him, and Percy was training as long and hard as he could. Thalia would be coming to join him with the hunters in a few days at the final location, but since Percy had to make the journey alone, he had to make sure he was prepared.

The final day came. Today, Percy would set out for La Push, Washington. He hoped to find his lost friend Jacob Black there, and he hoped to make the journey by sea. If he left before sunrise, he should be able to get there before sunset. Blackjack would fly him half the ride, and then drop him in the water for the last leg of the journey. That way, neither of them would tire.

"Percy, do you remember the prophecy?" Chiron asked Percy. They were standing of Half-Blood Hill, and Percy was mounted on Blackjack's back. Chiron was extremely worried. Percy may not find what he wants to find what he wants to on this quest.

Percy nodded. "Of course." And he did. The prophecy was stuck in his mind, and he hoped never to forget it.

Two halves of a heart

Down the middle it split

Find your other half

Were the werewolves all live

Daughter of Sky and Son of the Sea

Shall fight until their mates are all free

If one shall fall, the other will catch

Injuries sustain, heal your broken match

Nobody knew what it meant. However, when Artemis had been told that her hunter needed to go on a quest, and she requested to see the prophecy, Artemis did not like the line about Thalia having a mate. She would have refused, except Apollo interfered with her judgment by saying Thalia was of the ut-most importance to the quest and the future.

"Good, that's good." Percy knew Chiron was stalling. He smiled at his mentor's feeble attempts to get him to delay his quest, but he knew in the end Percy was going to have to leave.

"I have to leave now. Good-bye." Percy hopped on Blackjack, and away they flew.

As Chiron waved good-bye to the descending figures, all he could think about is what reaction Percy would have when he realized this time he may have taken on too much of a quest.

8 hours later over the sea:

"Blackjack, you're gonna have to drop me off here." Percy said, patting the Pegasus silky mane.

"Aww, Boss, do you think I'm weak? You know I'm the strongest horse." The stallion whined in protest.

"Yeah, buddy I do, but I gotta do this part alone. I'll meet you in La Push. Go check up with Thalia and the hunters, alright?"

"Sure, anything boss."

Percy dropped into the sea and began his lone journey.

4 hours after that:

Percy wasn't tired, but his guard wasn't up either. Not in his home territory. And especially not when he could see land. So when a swordfish came up behind him and stabbed him in his Achilles heel, you can see why he wasn't expecting it.

Blood seeped everywhere, filling the green sea with red. Dolphins and sharks swam over, and helped him to shore. The pain was unthinkable. It was like slowly being crushed, being stabbed everywhere, and having every organ in your body being ripped out. At the same time. If he weren't in the sea, Percy never would have survived it.

He lay there on the beach, moaning, when he heard the footsteps. Something large sniffed him. Maybe it was a wolf like Jacob, Percy thought. He muttered Jakes name. The footsteps backed away and the figure was gone for a moment. A howl filled the air, and then suddenly a human was running to him.

"What happened?" A concerned, soft voice asked. "Can you hear me?"

Percy opened his eyes, and gazed into the most beautiful brown eyes he had ever seen. The world suddenly seemed like a much happier place, and he felt as though nothing mattered in the world to him.

"I'm fine." He croaked, wanting to ease this girl's fear. "Do you know Jacob Black?"

Something registered in the girl's eyes and she nodded. "He's on his way."

No sooner was that statement uttered than Jacob Black stepped out of the forest, his eyes trained on Percy Jackson.

Jacob's POV (third person)

They were eating dinner when he got the call. Rachel and Rebecca were visiting, and Billy decided to have a family meal. Very hard to do, especially when the whole meal had to be planned around patrol times, but they made it work. Just as they were about to dig in, the howl sounded.

It was a soft, pitiful howl. Leah was the only one on patrol. Jake knew something was up. He ran outside and phased.

"Leah, what's wrong?" Sam growled.

"There's a boy, he's hurt, and I think he's my imprint." She thought back, helplessly. Then she showed the pack her memories of the last few minutes.

There he was. No it couldn't be. Not him. He could never have found him?

"Jake, do you know this boy?" Sam said.

Leah's ears perked up, waiting for the answer, but Jake had already phased back, and was running toward his friend.

Please, don't be him. Please.

When Jake got to the beach, he wondered how to approach the situation. Leah would be demanding answers, and Percy would try to get him to go back. Jake decided to just go-with-the-flow.

He stepped out and saw it. There, lying nearly dead on the beach was his best friend. There was Percy Jackson.

I was going to make each POV a chapter, but I thought it would be a bit short. I got this idea from one of my reviewers and I decided to try. Tell me what you think. For those of you that read my other story, which do you like better? And should I try any other crossovers with Twilight, Harry Potter, or the Hunger Games? Or go with a regular story? Percy has to be a main character though, at least for now. Please try to review, and tell me what you think of the idea and of the story. Thanks.