Glass. Broken glass.
That's what it felt like, when Percy awoke in the middle of the night screaming.
Broken glass was rushing through his veins, getting closer to his heart.
His body scrunched up in pain, and he fell to the floor, thrashing and falling next to the fountain.
He felt his body stretching, every one of his bones felt as if it were cracking.
He howled in pain, literally.
His back arched, and the last thing he remembered before blacking out was feeling his eyes change, and something else take over his mind.
~THIS IS A LINE BREAK. HAVE A BLUE COOKIE WHILE YOU WAIT.~
Percy woke up the next morning in the woods, with absolutely no idea how he got there.
He felt different, stronger and his vision was better.
He shook his head, then realized where he was.
The woods near Camp Half-Blood.
He also realized that he was completely naked, and had no idea why or what had happened last night.
He tried to get up-then almost fell down in pain once he had.
He limped over to a break in the woods, hoping that no one would be there to see him in all his glory.
Luckily, it was still dark out.
The moon had just barely disappeared beyond the horizon.
He somehow ended up near his cabin.
He was about to make a run for it when he randomly thought of something brilliant.
It was a new experience for him.
He was near the creek, can't he make clothes out of water?
He concentrated for a moment, and almost immediately the water did what he asked.
"That was odd," he thought, "It usually takes a lot more concentration to do stuff like this. Why am I so powerful all of a sudden?"
He opened his eyes, and brought the water to wrap around his legs like a pair of pants would.
"Oh sh!t!" Percy thought, "That stuff is freezing! ."
He slowly warmed the water to a point that it was comfortable, then realized something.
His water pants were still see-through.
He thought for a moment, then hardened the water slightly.
It was now the thickness of jeans, but still clear.
Dang, he wished he could change the color of the water.
He sat down for a moment, trying to figure out what to do.
Thankfully he had the water, so he didn't have to sit down on the forest floor butt-naked.
He looked down, then realized that the water color HAD changed.
His water-pants were now cobalt blue. And no longer see through.
He focused on that for a moment, and ran for his cabin.
In the hurry to get to his cabin, he almost didn't realize how much his senses had improved.
Almost.
He saw everything- the white house in the distance, the road out of CHB, the odd glow of the Artemis cabin, and the almost full moon.
He could smell things too, the familiar scent of the ocean, the monster dust scent that would forever emit from whatever clothing he had-in his cabin, the grass, and an odd, inviting scent.
He heard the angry New Yorkers in the distance, the grasshoppers near his speeding feet, an odd humming noise somewhere.
He moved so quickly that all this happened in about one second as he made his way from the dark woods to the door of his ever-familiar cabin.
He walked inside, then put on some clothes.
He sat down on his bed, then looked around.
That's when he noticed a lot of strange things.
His fountain was broken.
His blanket was torn to shreds, as were the clothes he was wearing earlier that night.
"What the flip is going on here?" he thought.
He tried to come up with a solution- but found he couldn't think straight.
That humming noise kept getting louder and higher pitched.
How were the rest of the campers sleeping through this?
He decided that a shower might help clear his mind, as water usually does.
He walked into his bathroom, and stripped down. He didn't even need a towel- one perk of beinhgg a child of Poseidon.
He looked in the mirror randomly as he was about to get in.
He froze in his tracks.
Staring back at him was a 16 year old with raven-black hair, and tanned skin. He also had bright silver eyes and an odd tattoo on his left shoulder.
He fully stepped in front of the mirror-just staring.
The tattoo wasn't just on his shoulder.
There was a solid half moon shape on his upper left shoulder, with silver swirling marks protruding out from around it. There was black intermingled with it also, the lines went from his upper left shoulder and stopped near the right side of his chest, slowly fading out.
He was thoroughly confused at this point, and to top it all off the noise was getting louder.
Finally he had had enough .
He put on a pair of jeans and ran blindly in the direction of the noise.
He just ran, he ran until he felt his body stop and open a door, then walk inside.
What surprised him though is when he got onto his knees and exposed his throat in submission-he never submitted!
He slowly opened his eyes, and standing there herself was the moon goddess and man hater herself-Lady Artemis.
"Welcome Percy. You probably have a lot of questions for me."
He tried to reply, and found he could not open his mouth.
"You have permission to speak guardian."
"What?"
"I assume that you are confused, which is really to be expected for a newbie"
"Umm a newbie of what?"
"My Guardian Wolves of course."
"Wait, what?"
"I assume I should start from the beginning."
"Just forget about yourself for a moment Wolf. I will explain all that is lost upon you."
"Umm OK?"
Artemis rolled her eyes.
"It was not a question, most faithful guardian."
"A Guardian of Artemis is a demigod or demigoddess who has been chosen to further protect Earth, the gods, and the hunt. "
"Wolves are the only males accepted by the hunt-they are practically siblings."
I chose to create this breed of wolf-humans centuries ago, and it was only two wolves.
"One female, and one male. Each meant for each other. They could never hurt each other through the bond I created between them. The hunt would never have a reason to dislike the wolves."
"My wolves are faster, stronger, and more powerful than regular humans."
"They unconditionally serve and protect everyone- and give purpose to lost demigods."
"They however, evolved far more than I ever thought they would. They were venomous. They created more and more. The pack had fifteen wolves that had the same blessing as my hunters before I stopped them. From then on they would only be able to change demigods during a full moon. There are many more pack rituals that you will get to know if you join my pack."
"There are currently six wolves. Seven if you join."
"What do you say Percy? Will you accept your title as guardian of the hunt?"
"What the flip?" He replied.
"You give me that little bit of really weird life-changing information and then are vague with the details? Just come out with it. What the f*ck is wrong with me?"
"Percy, language." The arrogant goddess scolded, before continuing. "You know that monster that bit you? That was a wolf, whose identity will most likely amaze you. You are basically Hollywood's version of a werewolf accept silver strengthens you. I created werewolves and they guard my hunt. There are now seven in existence-as I do not count Lycaon. You don't remember anything from last night do you?"
"No, I actually don't. Why am I supposed to believe any of this?"
"One- you bear my mark. Two- you have silver eyes right now. Three- you went on a rampage last night during your first shift and almost killed three innocent mortals before I sedated you and brought you back to camp."
Percy just sat there, mouthy hanging open.
"How do you know all this stuff about me?"
"A bond was created between us as soon as my wolf accidentally bit you. You belong with my pack now."
"You want me to just up and leave Camp Half-Blood? All my friends? What about Grover, Annabeth, My dad!"
"As soon as you were bitten Annabeth stopped caring for you- you shall learn why later. You can still see Grover- you guard nature after all. Your presence would comfort him. Your father already knows. He passd out when I told him, which is when I called you to my cabin to talk."
"What would happen if I stayed and just wolfed out here?"
"You would most likely kill anyone around you- including Chiron .You need instruction and training- which you can only get fro the wolves."
"So its come with you right now unquestioningly or possibly kill all of my friends in a wolfy rage."
"Pretty much, yes."
'Why am I even believing this at all?"
"Because your wolf recognizes my presence. You will understand soon enough."
"Whatever. I'll freak out about all this later when I actually process it."
"What the Hades. I have nothing to lose. Apparently I'm already a monster. I don't really have a purpose here or anything to do. Its kind of boring."
"You are offering me a new life with purpose and adventure instead of constant pointless quests."
"Yes, retrieving Aphrodite's hairbrush for her from Mount St. Helens was quite ridiculous."
"THANK YOU!" Everyone said it was an honor. It was so boring and why am I talking about this right now with a ma hating goddess?"
"Percy do you accept my offer or not?"
"Sure. What the Hades. I have nothing better to do."
"Good, now take my hand for a moment- and never speak of it to anyone. The only reason you can touch me is that you are a wolf and were already a slightly decent male."
"Yes, ma'am."
With that they flashed out of Artemis' cabin and to who knows where.
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A/N: So how did you like it? I am dead tired so I may redo this chapter later. I will explain more next chapter, this was kind of a quick filler. If you guys want me to re do this chapter then just say so and I'll figure it out when I an think straight. Let me put up the next chapter and explain more first before I make a decision though. I'll update a little later by the way, I will be adopting another story so updates will come a little bit later, sorry.