Percy Jackson-Hale hated dreams, because most of his, well the ones he remembered, were prophetic, well clairvoyant technically. The Werewolf Demigod just wished he could go one month without one. And this dream put him in the second last place he wanted to be, his old house.
The house filled with memories of a family, a complete family. An older brother who was his best friend, an older sister who was very fun and good at giving advice, the younger sister who annoyed him to no end and the mothering figure who guided and protected everything, and even the creepy uncle.
A family destroyed by a sociopath and fire. Besides himself none of the Hale Pack had survived, he was the last member of the pack, well not the last, there was still Nico. But he was the last of Talia's pack.
The moon was full in the starless night sky.
Percy looked at the two males in front of him. One was tall, taller than Jason. His hair was black and his eyes green, he was in his twenties. He reminded Percy of someone he just couldn't put his finger on. The other was a teenager about Nico's age. His hair was brown, so were his eyes. It was easy to tell both of them were werewolves.
The older one turned and an arrow pierced his shoulder. Then another one pierced his leg, barely giving him pause. He pulled them out by breaking the arrowhead first, and then ran/hobbled over to the other wolf and grabbed the back of his jacket to pull him. The older one fell to the ground and pushed the younger one. He yelled, ordering the younger wolf to flee, "Scott go!"
Scott crawled backwards, as a teenager with a bow and arrow walked up to him. She was pretty, with brown hair and eyes. Did everyone in this dream have brown eyes?
"Allison I can explain," Scott pleaded.
"Stop lying. For once, stop lying," she ignored his attempt. Oh no, teenage drama. He really did not want to deal with teenage drama in a dream.
"I was going to tell you the truth at the formal," Scott explained. Percy was so glad he didn't have to go to formals. Because while he may be a werewolf that came with benefits like speed, strength, balance and the like, it did not mean he could dance… because he couldn't.
Scott tried to explain again, "I was going to tell you everything. Because everything I said, everything that I did–"
Allison interrupted him, "Was to protect me."
The kid obviously did not watch TV, because that line never worked out and Percy hadn't watch TV in years.
"Yes," the wolf said.
"I don't believe you," the huntress said. Well this is like a clique of TV in real life. If he wanted to see this, he would have gone to watch a movie at the cinema.
"Thank God. Now, shoot him before I have to shoot myself," a woman said as she walked out of the forest.
Percy saw red as the woman revealed herself… Kate Argent. Percy had fought gods, titans, giants, protogenoi and monsters, but the worst of the entire monster species in the world was standing right in front of him, and he couldn't do anything. This woman had taken his family, and he wanted nothing more in the world, than to send her to Tartarus.
Of course seeing Kate made him realise who the older wolf was, Derek Hale. His older brother was alive, didn't make Percy want to kill Kate any less. He would gladly give up his status just to see her die. Hades, I know I'm not your favourite demigod, but please kill her, he prayed to the god of the underworld.
"You… You said we were just gonna catch them?" Well Kate lied, I'm shocked.
"We did that. Now we're going to kill them." Oh Hades no. Morpheus, let me wake up this second, I'm going to rip the bitch to pieces and then Hades is going to send her to Tartarus! Then she fired a shot, right at Derek's chest and he went down. And time seemed to slow, as if he was in the presence of Kronos himself.
Percy fell to his knees, it wasn't possible. He had just found out his brother was alive and then lost him all over again. Percy swore, "I swear on the River Styx, Kate Argent will die."
Thunder in the dream sky rumbled. He felt tears start to pour down his face and he missed a bunch of what was happening in the dream.
Next thing Percy knew he was in the house. And Kate was being heard by… Peter? So another member of his family was alive after all. While he was happy that another member of his family survived, did it have to be Peter?
Across from them was Allison. "She is beautiful, Kate," Peter spoke. "She looks like you… probably not as damaged."
Gaea and Kronos put together weren't as damaged as Kate. "So I'm going to give you a chance to save her." He was lying of course, Percy had always been able to tell when Peter was lying or bending the truth, most of the time anyway… mostly because it was most of the time.
"Apologize. Say that you're sorry for decimating my family, for leaving me burned and broken for six years," Peter seemed emotional, Percy wasn't sure if he was faking it or not. He was leaning towards not. "Say it. And I'll let her live," he told her.
"I'm sorry," Kate uttered softly.
"Lying bitch!" Percy bellowed from the sideline.
Then Peter slashed out her throat. Now normally, Percy would be against this. But after what she did to him and his family. He didn't care. Allison screamed.
"I don't know about you Allison, but that apology didn't sound very sincere." There was a creepy look on Peter's face. That was why he was the creepy uncle.
Peter stepped toward the huntress, something that prompted a growl to be heard from beside her. Percy saw Scott, then like Allison, he turned to the opposite direction and saw Derek. Percy smiled; his brother was alive for now.
"Run," Scott said, and Allison ran. And then, well Peter kicked their collective asses. There was no other way to describe it, they got their asses kicked brutally.
As much as Percy loved his brother, two Betas or Omegas (Percy wasn't sure what they were) versus an Alpha, with the exception of a Shifter/God hybrid like himself or Nico, was a match they were bound to lose. Actually Percy didn't even know if Nico could become an Alpha, every Alpha he had heard of was a werewolf.
At the end of the fight something weird was starting to happen to Peter's face. It was like something you would see in a werewolf movie. Then Peter changed into, something Percy thought wasn't possible with the exception of Lycaon, Percy had never heard of someone becoming a wolf man.
Werewolves could grow fangs, claws and hair if male. On a full moon they wolfed out, or well, if they were female it also happened on their period, it wasn't a fun time. Worse than the full moon, Lupa's words.
Or they could turn into the animal, Percy could become a wolf, Lupa taught him and Nico how. Well, Nico became a Coyote, but same principal. And like Lycaon, Peter was U-G-L-Y, in capital letters.
Scott went flying through the window and Peter followed him not long after, and Percy teleported outside to follow after them. Percy couldn't teleport in real life, but he was dreaming so it was only his mind.
Percy saw Scott flip off Peter, which made the demigod smirk, not bad. Then a car pulled up, a Porsche. Really who in their right mind drives a Porsche into the forest, it was untactical, and yes Percy was aware that it wasn't an actual word. Two teenagers got out and one of them, who had brown eyes of course, threw a vial, like a chemistry vial at Peter.
Can you guess what happened? He caught it.
"Oh, damn," the teenager said, sounding rather disappointed. Or well, trying to, he did a good job of it.
"Allison," Scott called out and tossed her the bow. She caught it and did some weird crap. Don't ask Percy about bows. No sane person is in the same state when he had a bow in hand.
Peter growled and backed up the arm with the vial, about to throw it, but Allison let loose a shoot and the vial exploded, engulfing Peter's arm in flames. Engulfing, Percy had been spending too much time with Annabeth, she was his best friend.
Now Percy was not happy about that, the guy had already been in a fire, and that made him insane, well more insane. Were they trying to drive him into a new form of deranged mentality? Talk about emotional damage.
Though Percy would admit, he looked pretty badass with his arm engulfed in flames. The other teenager by the car threw another vial. And Peter's entire body became engulfed in blazing fires.
Peter roared, can't blame the guy. If you haven't been lit on fire it hurts, except if you're a Cyclops or Leo.
Peter went to charge Allison as some sort of last ditch attempt at taking someone down with him.
"No!" Scott exclaimed as he kicked Peter in the face. Peter stumbled and fell on to all fours and then got back up as the flames disappeared. He fell to his knees as he returned to human, too damaged to keep his form any longer.
Percy had seen some crap, but most of his enemies were soulless, they disappeared when he killed them. That was also what allowed Percy to continue being a True Alpha. Monster, gods, titans, immortals in general didn't have souls, which meant that they couldn't die. Immortals could fade, but Percy was pretty sure with the exception of Pan, whatever any of the immortals represented were not in any danger, though he wished war was.
Peter fell down to the ground. Peter looked gross; Percy wasn't even going to try to describe it. Percy just looked at what was left of Peter. He was sad, while he didn't really like Peter. No one except Kate, deserved that, also Kronos and Gaea, plus Polybotes.
Percy looked at Scott and Allison; he wanted to kick their ass. They had just set someone ablaze and they were kissing. Scott transformed human during the kiss. Percy just shook his head, she was his anchor. If that wasn't a bad idea, he didn't know what was.
In the words of Talia Hale, "Never make a person your anchor. Use a memory of a person, but never use a person. Especially your girlfriend or boyfriend, relationships can change, how you feel about people can change. Because you might think you have an anchor, then come next full moon you find yourself walking covered in blood."
Percy used his memories of him and his mother at Montauk to control the wolf. Nico on the other hand used his sister's memory.
"Why'd you do that?" Scott asked. Because she loves you, and even still it was a bad idea to have a person as your anchor.
"Because I love you," she said. He called it, but it was still a bad idea.
Percy heard someone behind him, Chris Argent. Percy knew Chris was a good man; he followed his family's code. When Percy turned around he saw Derek walking towards Peter. He stood over him.
Then he knelt down. Scott moved towards Derek. "Wait," he called. "You said the cure comes from the one who bit you."
Percy nearly busted his gut laughing at what he heard. Cure; there was no cure for lycanthropy. The only way was if an Immortal cured you, though Artemis was more likely to shoot you,
"Derek, if you do this, I'm dead." What was he talking about, had he hunted a human?. The hunter's code was clear; we hunt those who hunt us. "Her father, her family… What am I supposed to do?"
Get a new girlfriend, one whose family does want to shoot a bullet or arrow through your head. That was Percy's suggestion.
"You've already decided," Peter spoke, and he looked terrified. Though it was true, Derek had already decided. Peter turned angry as his eyes burned with the same color of fury, "I can smell it on you."
Derek raised his claws to end it all.
"Wait! No, no! Don't–" Scott called but it was, too late. Derek slashed Peter's throat, killing him. Allison turned away from the gruesome scene.
Really, she could burn a man alive, and inflict pain worse than death, but couldn't handle death? She was not going to make a good huntress. Percy saw the teenager who set Peter ablaze look ecstatic with the fact that Derek killed Peter. Percy instantly did not like that guy.
Derek turned to the group, his eyes turned red.
"I'm the Alpha now," he said in a deep voice. He then turned to look where Percy's dream-self was standing. There was shock on his face. Could he see him?
Percy didn't get to find out, as he was shaken awake. Before he could even open his eyes he knew it was Nico trying to wake him up. 1. He knew no other person who smelled like the dead, it was actually not as bad as people thought. 2. He was his Alpha so he kind of had this sixth sense about him 3. Nico was a Werecoyote so he set off the demigod sense for monsters, and 4. Nico's hands were incredibly soft, he didn't think even Aphrodite had hands that soft.
"What's up, Death Boy?" the son of Poseidon asked.
"You were growling in your sleep, I've been trying to wake you up for like ten minutes," Nico said as he stood up when Percy sat up.
"I had a dream," Percy said. Nico gave him a 'really' look.
"Really, I would never have guessed," Nico said, the sarcasm oozed out of his voice.
Percy ran his hands though his hair, "Sarcasm does not suit you Nico."
Nico nodded, Percy was right, Sarcasm wasn't really his thing.
"What was the dream about?" Nico asked.
"It's still night, right?"
Nico nodded in response to his question, "Yeah."
Percy threw himself out of bed and walked toward the window. He tried to look up at the moon, but it was hidden by the clouds. Percy wasn't sure if what he was dreaming was happening as he was asleep or if it would happen sometime in the future.
"Hey Nico, can you do me a favour?"
The son of Hades looked at his Alpha, "Sure. What is it?"
"I need you to check if my brother is still alive."
Nico raised his eyebrows at Percy's favour. Brother? As far as Nico knew, Percy was the only child of Poseidon/Neptune to exist since WWII, except Cyclops.
"You have a brother?" Nico asked.
"Yeah, his name is Derek Hale, he would be 22 now. He's Talia's son," Percy explained.
"Talia's the werewolf that bit you right?" Nico asked, since Percy didn't talk about his past much. Nico only knew about how Percy's mother, Sally was killed. Then about how Percy ran from his step father, and was chased by a lot of monsters. A few months after he ran away, Percy was attacked by a Hellhound in California, so Percy had been chased by it for a while and did his best to avoid the monster across the entire country.
How a Demigod as powerful as Percy avoided being eaten Nico did not know. Percy was attacked by a hellhound, the hellhound was then killed by an Alpha, who bit Percy and saved his life. Later down the line she, along with the rest of her pack were killed.
"Yeah, Talia was the wolf that bit me," Percy answered as he sat back down on the bed.
"I'll check tomorrow, I need more sleep," Nico said as he yawned.
"Thanks," Percy said as Nico walked out the door of the Poseidon Cabin.
"Get some sleep Seaweed Brain," Nico told him as he shut the door. Percy was tired, the demigod knew he was, but he had too much on his mind to sleep.
Thousands of Miles away, sitting at the top of a set of stairs in deep thought was a new Alpha, Derek Hale. The Alpha thought for sure he was going insane. He was sure that Percy had died in the fire, sure they never found his body but they never found Cora's either.
But he could have sworn it was who he saw, what would be an eighteen year old Perseus Jackson. After all, no one else Derek had ever met had eyes the colour of the sea. Was it possible? Had his little brother survived the fire? He would try to find out tomorrow.
Derek Hale was hopeful for the first time in years.
