Chapter 2

"Run Percy," Mike shouted, running after Percy who was trying to escape but his small body along with the weight of the armour dragged him down, making him slow. Mike reached him, his blonde hair sticking to his forehead with sweat as he held a sword in his hand and a shield in the other.

Mike picked Percy up and sprinted forward, trying to escape from the chasing monster.

"C'mon, c'mon," Mike repeated again and again, trying to find a drachma in his bag. Percy closed his eyes as he dug his face in Mike's shoulder, tears sliding through the side of his face.

Soon, Mike slowed down, panting heavily as he tried to breathe as much air as he could. Percy slowly detached himself from Mike, his face a complete mess, covered with tears and drool. Mike kneeled before him, taking a fitful of water in his hand and wiped Percy's face with it.

Percy gave Mike a toothy grin before a scaly hand ripped through Mike's chest. Mike screamed before blood splattered from his mouth and he stopped moving.

Percy stared at the spot as his mind started reminiscing the past he had tried hard to forget. A growl from nearby made him freeze before his hand slowly crept to his pocket where the hairpin buzzed with power.

A hellhound tackled Percy, making the latter crash into a tree and breaking it. Percy stood up dazed from the attack before he charged at the hellhound. As if deciding that Percy wasn't a worthy opponent, it simply swiped at Percy, an attack he defended and replied with a stab from his sword.

The hellhound stared at Percy in shock before it growled and dashed towards Percy. Percy side stepped and slashed at its unprotected side before jumping back. The hellhound screeched in pain as blood made its way down its side.

Percy had to admire the hellhound's strength as his chest began hurting from the crash he had earlier. The hellhound staggered towards Percy and attempted to swipe again but Percy sliced at the paw, taking it off. The hellhound growled louder as it collapsed to the ground.

Percy placed his sword at the beast's chest and tried to stab down, but he couldn't. He stopped a millimetre from the beast's chest, his hands shaking as he struggled to kill the hellhound, but he wasn't able to.

The hellhound stared at Percy; its dark onyx eyes wide with fear but a hint of acceptance. Sighing, Percy withdrew his sword, the sword turning back into the silver hairpin and he thrust it into his pocket. The hellhound stood up on its three remaining paws, its gaze staring right at Percy.

Whining softly, it pressed its forehead to Percy's, much to the shock of the demigod. The hellhound pulled back, its form shimmering till it transformed into a dog before him. Percy grinned and picked up the dog and patted its head. The dog/hellhound whined with a fanged smile and licked Percy's hand.

Giving a nod to the dog, he picked up the bag he had dropped and took out an apple and threw it at the hellhound. The dog/hellhound leaped up and caught the apple before crashing on the ground as it screamed in pain from its injured leg.

Percy's eyes widened before he grabbed the medical supplies from his bag and rushed towards the dog on the ground, its arm bleeding from the stump. Percy looked apologetically at the dog as he took out a piece of ambrosia and handed it to the dog.

The hellhound barked and gulped the whole thing down in an instant. The demigod shook his head in exasperation as he took out the bottle of nectar and applied it to the hellhound's stump. The creature looked in surprise as its paw began healing and stop bleeding. Percy picked the dog up in his hand, the dog slightly heavy for his 11-year-old body but he carried it, nevertheless.

The dog in turn simply barked loudly as it snuggled into Percy's chest. Percy picked up the bag and sprinted out of the clearing, his quest having been completed, although the ending had been different for sure.

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Percy climbed up the hill, his gaze at the camp at the top of the hill, the dog following him close by. Percy reached the border and crossed the barrier but before he could continue, a whine alerted him as he turned around and saw a blue energy stop his pet and friend from entering.

"I, Perseus Jackson, hereby allow the hellhound to enter the camp borders," Percy said to no one in particular and watched with a grin as the dog walked in without any problems.

A girl with grey eyes and blonde curls walked up to him, her gaze as cold as ice as she stepped closer to the demigod. Percy chuckled nervously, his throat constricting with guilt as he realised that he had forgotten to tell his sister that he was going on a quest.

Before he could say something, the girl slapped him on the face hard, making the demigod stumble to the side, a thin line of blood pouring out of the corner of his face. The dog growled at Percy's sister, much to her shock before it was replaced with anger and she slapped Percy again, albeit less hardly.

Percy wiped the thin bead of blood before being crushed by his sister. He hugged her back, a small chuckle escaping his mouth.

"How dare you?" she said, anger clear in her voice but Percy could hear the relief very clearly.

Percy pulled back and replied, "Sorry Mal but it was so sudden that I didn't get the time to tell you." Mal glared at him, searching him for any lies before huffing and looking away.

"Aww, don't tell me you are a baby now Mal," Percy teased, prepared to be slapped. Turns out he was right as Mal slapped him hard on the face. The hellhound had had enough as it pounced at Mal, scratching her on the face.

Percy looked in horror before he shouted, "STOP!" The hellhound/dog stopped, its head tilted in confusion, as if asking, 'Why did you stop me?' Percy pushed the hellhound off Mal and took a look at her face. Luckily, she only had one scratch on her cheek and from the look of it, it wasn't deep.

He hurriedly grabbed the bottle of nectar, glaring the dog/hellhound before applying some of the godly healing stuff on Mal's cheek. Mal sniffled as she felt her cheek heal and close up.

She took Percy's extended hand and pulled herself up, wincing as she looked at the black fur dog with blood red eyes. The dog bowed its head before her.

"Wh-Who is this?" asked Mal, not tearing her eyes away from the dog.

Percy turned to the hellhound/dog and replied, "He is my pet. I haven't named it yet." Mal looked at the hellhound with new admiration and asked, "Which breed is it?"

Percy looked in Mal's grey eyes and said, without stammering, "A hellhound."

A figure stood outside the barrier, perched in a tree as he watched the demigod allow his hellhound inside the barrier. The hellhound turned to look at the figure, asking him silently if the plan was working. The figure nodded in reply, The plan was working better than expected.

A/N: And wrap! Good Job guys. Now all I need is a couple of reviews to make my day and a name for the hellhound/dog. It gets annoying typing hellhound/dog so a name would be better.

Also, I need about three or more OC's, so I'll leave the form down.

Name:

Age:

Gender:

Heritage: (For example, daughter of Aphrodite)

Affiliation: Good/Bad

Special Qualities: (For example, charm speak, controlling air)

Group in association: (For example, Hunter or Camper)

Note: No romans absolutely. OC's cannot be gods. OCs won't play as big of a role as the hellhound/dog or Percy, but they will play a moderate role.

Anyways, hope to see reviews and some suggestions for OCs soon.