PJO IS NOT MINE!
Athena POV
When Ares and DI went back to the main cave, everyone was buzzing with excitement. For what, I didn't know. "What's the excitement for?" I asked. "We heard there was another couple in the gods." An Aphrodite girl squealed.
"That's me and Ares, silly." I chided. Her eyes widened, and she ran away. There was a break in the crowd, and the little girl climbed onto a table. "It's Ares and Athena!" she screamed.
Everyone stopped mid-step. "Our Dad will not date that ugly weakling!" the Ares group yelled. "Our mother will not date that pig!" My kids screamed. "We want to date!" I yelled, making everyone turn to me. "NO!" both my children and Ares' kids exclaimed.
We all pulled out our weapons. It was the entire rebellion against our little 'wolf pack'. Then a girl came to join us and said "Dad deserves love." I think her name was Clarisse, turned to face the rest of her siblings.
We charged each other, Wolf leading us, Annabeth leading the others. Wolf was fighting Annabeth, and me and Ares were fighting back to back. I turned and saw Dragon and Clarisse back to back as well. They fought amazingly well together.
I was snapped back to reality by Ares blocking a swing nearing my head. "Pay attention to the battle!" he yelled above the clangs of metal.
Wolf jumped next to us, duel swords swinging, he got them when we came back to join the rebellion. He growled, and I knew he was going to do something drastic. He only growls when someone messes with his family, so we must be part of his 'wolf pack'.
The growling slowly dropped pitch until it was a deep rumble. There was a loud bark, and all the fighting stopped.
Slowly, I turned to see what made the bark next to me. My head shifted, and my eyes stopped on a wolf, not our wolf but the animal. IT was about 3 feet tall, I know it doesn't sound menacing, but you stand up to a wolf intent on ripping someone's head off less than a foot beside you. Its coat was black, and its eyes were slighted like a cat's. They were the same shade as Wolf's (ha, ha. Get it? Wolf eyes the same shade as Wolf's? no? you will later.)
No one messes with my family. I heard someone say in my head. Apparently, everyone else heard it as well, because they all flinched. The voice sounded like Wolf's. "Wolf, where are you?" I asked
The wolf…smiled. I'm in front of you, Athena. I heard. "Wolf, why are you a…wolf?" I asked with a snicker.
Let me explain.
Wolf POV
They were attacking my family, my friends, my inmates, my life. I stayed near Athena and Ares, since they were the ones being targeted.
My anger was swelling, and I knew what was coming. I growled at the pain as I shrunk down to 3 feet and started growing black fur.
No one messes with my family. I growled venomously. See, when I'm in my wolf state, I can talk to people with my mind.
The fighting stopped, and everyone stood shock still. "Wolf, where are you?" Athena asked. I'm in front of you, Athena. I said, amusement filling my voice. "Wolf? Why are you a…Wolf?" Athena asked with a snicker. All the amusement left my voice as I said Let me explain. So I reached into their minds and showed them that terrible night.
MEMORY:
I was standing in my torture room, Kronos standing before me with his scythe swinging back and forth in his hands. I growled at him in anger, but he only laughed. "You remind me of a wolf." Me mused. "The way you growl, fight, act, think." Then his eyes glinted with mischief.
"Yes…a wolf…" Then he raised his hands and said something in Greek. Searing pain filled my limbs, and I fell to the floor gasping for breath.
When the pain subsided, I stood up again. This time, Kronos was a good 2 feet higher. I looked down at my feet to find I was on all fours. Not only that, but my…fours, were covered in black fur, and my hands were paws.
"Can't have the rebellion recognizing you, can we?" he asked. I unsheathed my claws and pounced the arrogant titan. He swung his scythe, and I fell to the ground, my face split open. The pain was incredible, but I noticed that I had somehow changed back human.
Kronos squatted down, smirking. "Look, Wolf got a makeover." He joked. He pulled a mirror out of his sleeve and put it up to my face. I had a long, red, swollen, gruesome cut running across my face, and my hair was white from power of the scythe. "Even Annabeth won't be able to find you." He sang in my ringing ears, and I blacked out.