Percy waited at the top of the stairs. The door opened to reveal, Scott, Stiles and Allison.

"Hi," he spoke. Scott, Stiles and Allison looked him.

Scott narrowed his eyes, "You smell like a wolf," he basically accused.

"Not even twenty four hours after becoming an Alpha, and Derek has already turned someone!" Stiles exclaimed.

Percy eyes flashed red, "Derek didn't turn me. But mentioning Derek, you wouldn't happen to know where Derek is, would you?"

The teenagers' eyes widened at the flash of red in his eyes.

"You're an Alpha?" Scott asked.

Percy eyes returned to their usual sea-green, "Obviously."

"Why would an Alpha be looking for another Alpha?" Allison asked.

Percy turned his eyes toward her, "Why would a hunter be in love with the very thing they hunt? Maybe I should tell Chris about that."

"Wonder what he would do? But anyway, my reason for wanting to find Derek is personal. Like your relationship, I won't tell Chris about that and I won't tell you why I'm looking for Derek. Since the first isn't any of my business and the second isn't any of yours," Percy explained as he stood up and walked down the stairs. He smiled as he passed Scott and the others.

"What about Lydia?" Stiles asked.

"Who's Lydia?" Percy questioned as he walked through the door. Percy felt a hand on his shoulder and it spun him around. Stand face-to-face to him was Scott.

"Who are you?" he asked.

"You can call me Percy, Scott. Why do you want to know?"

"Because Alpha are trouble, and killers. I know you're not going to tell us why you want to see Derek." The Alpha smiled at him before Scott continued as his eyes turned yellow to make his point, "But I won't let you hurt anyone."

"Are you really threating me?" Percy asked the beta.

"Not threating, promising."

Percy's smile turned into a smirk, Percy drew up his claws and sliced the bottom of Scotts stomach, then followed up with a quick uppercut with enough force he flew straight to the top of the stairs.

"Scott!" the Omega's friends exclaimed as they rushed to him.

"Scott," Percy said as he advanced up the stairs. "I really don't want to hurt you. So let's stop pretending that you could stop me, I am not planning to hurt anyone. I came here for Derek, no one else. It is werewolf law that when an Alpha enters the territory of another Alpha, that they inform said Alpha. I'm here because my cousin will be attending Beacon Hills High."

"It's not healing," Scott panicked.

"The wounds from an Alpha heal slower," Percy explained, he also knew it would heal even slower because he was a demigod as well.

"My cousin is a were, I'm his Alpha. I bit him accidently. This girl you're looking for, if you want I can help you find her, would you leave me alone to my business if I did? No one will get hurt." Percy held out his hand and touched Scott's wound, Scoot watched in amazement as the pain disappeared and then the wound followed.

"Wow," the three teenagers breathed out. Scott smelled it, blood. Percy was bleeding. Then he saw a slightly damp spot on his shirt.

"You took my wound?" he asked. "I told you I didn't come here to hurt anyone. So do we have a deal?" The wolf/God hybrid asked the Omega.

Scott nodded, "Yeah we have a deal."

"Meet me out back," Percy said he disappeared in a blur of speed, so fast Scott couldn't even see it.

"Wow," they repeated like a broken record.

Percy was leaning against a tree, when the trio arrived. He smiled at them, "Your friend is this way," Percy spoke as he walked off.

"How can you tell? I can't smell a thing," Scott asked.

"One I'm an Alpha, I have better senses then you. Two, I know how to use my senses to their maximum potential and three, I can… well I guess you can call it Aura sensing, so either your friend who smells like death is that way, or whoever else that smells like death is."

"Can we really trust him?" Stiles asked Scott. "What if he's leading us into a trap? And does Lydia really smell like death?"

Scott looked at Stiles, "Look I don't see another option, I can't track her beyond Derek's house, its freezing out here, and we could look all night and not find her. So I say we trust him. And yeah Lydia does smell like death."

"Huh," Stiles said surprise, "What do I smell like?"

Scott gave him a look, "Well, oil and there's another scent that's hard to explain…"

Percy cut Scott off, "It's sarcasm," he shouted at them.

"Sarcasm has a smell?" Stiles asked, completely confused.

"Everything has a smell."

Scott turned to Allison, "You want to know what you smell like?" He smiled at her.

"What?" she wondered out loud.

"Sunshine," he said as he smiled goofily.

"Aw, that's sweet."

"Hurry up!" Percy shouted.

Nico walked through the forest as he was following the feeling of death. It could've been the spirit Thanatos couldn't reap, but Nico was pretty sure it wasn't. He wasn't sure want it was; he didn't even have the slightest guess.

What creature felt like death? Skeletons, no, he was around them enough to automatically know what they felt like. Hellhounds? No, he knew what their felt like too.

The physically young son of Hades couldn't figure out what he was walking towards, he was almost there, he could feel it. Just to be safe, he summoned his Stygian Iron double-edged sword, the blade was as Percy would describe it 'black as a nightmare' and his claws emerged out of his left hand.

He felt the presence around the next tree; he stepped around the tree, his sword and claws ready to strike.

It was a girl, she possessed strawberry blonde hair, with green eyes, she was rather beautiful. He was gay, not blind. She was also naked; Nico blushed and looked away in embarrassment. He retracted his claws.

Anyone cloud see his claws, but only special people could see his sword. It didn't occur to Nico, that this girl who felt like death would probably be able to see his sword.

"You have the decency to look away," she spoke, "But not to lower you sword or offer me your jacket?" She asked haughtily. Nico could feel his eyes flash, but he turned them back to normal quickly. He hated it when people acted superior. Also she could see his sword? Right… she felt like death, no one normal felt like death...

The werecoyote lowered his sword. He took his jacket off and handed it to her.

"Thank you," she said, as she grabbed at the jacket with a look of disgust. It wasn't very stylish. "I'm Lydia," she introduced herself.

Nico looked at her; his Jacket was quite big on her. "Nico, so what are you?" he asked, his curiosity was evident in his voice.

"Gorgeous, Sexy, stylish dresser, though not currently." Nico frowned at that, he liked his new aviator jacket, Annabeth had bought it for his birthday. Well Hazel's birthday as Nico didn't actually know what day he was born on, and Hazel being the sweet and caring person she was decided that her birthday would be his birthday as well.

"Most popular girl in school." He was getting sick of her arrogant attitude.

"You mean; prideful, narcissist, egotistic and formerly naked girl in the woods," he snapped at her.

"You basically said the same thing three times. Prideful, narcissist and egotistic are all synonyms," Lydia corrected snippily.

Nico was about to counter when they were interrupted.

"Nico," A voice called, Nico knew who the voice beyond to, he turned towards his Alpha's voice. Out of the trees walked Percy Jackson, behind him walked three people Nico's age. Nico knew his age, just not his birthday. Two of them were males that Nico found HOT, the third was female, Nico guessed she was attractive. One of the males, the werewolf's shirt was slashed. Nico could smell the leftover blood, he had fought Percy.

"Lydia!" the three called and ran to their friend, as Percy walked up to Nico.

Lydia looked at her friends, well Allison was her friend, and she guessed Scott and Stiles could be counted.

"Hey," she greeted them. She looked up to see… well someone she would have sworn was crafted from marble by angels. He was talking softly with the Italian one; while Nico was attractive he was also gay. But the other one, his eyes were a magnificent sea-green, his lips, and face perfectly craved, just like the muscles she could glimpse.

She walked up to him. She let the jacket that was pulled tightly around her slip a little to reveal some cleavage, Percy turned when he heard someone approach him and Nico. It was the girl who smelled like death.

"Hi," she said smiling seductively. "I'm Lydia."

Percy knew what she was trying to do, so he looked straight into her green eyes. "Hey, I'm Percy and your breast are showing," Percy said before he turned back to Nico.

Allison was watching the interaction between Percy and Lydia. Really, Lydia was half naked, and she was flirting. With someone she didn't even know. Someone who was very dangerous, he was an Alpha, that meant he had killed an Alpha. Lydia was flirting with a killer.

But it wasn't as if Allison could come out and say that without revealing werewolves to her best friend, and she didn't want Lydia to know about the supernatural. Then there was her wondering why Percy, an Alpha was looking for Derek, another Alpha.

Also, suffice to say that she was surprised when Percy showed no interest in Lydia, it was slightly shocking, and she even heard Stiles mumbling about Percy being crazy. But you could hear the jealously in his voice.

Then she looked at Percy's friend, he had olive skin, he was taller than Scott, but not as tall as Percy. His hair was the same black and messy as Percy's, his eyes however were also black, or they appeared to be. Then she noticed that he was holding something, a hilt? There hidden behind his leg she saw it, a sword, blacker than the night.

"Why do you have a sword?" She asked.

"I don't have a sword," Percy answered her.

"Not you, your friend," she nodded at Nico.

Nico lifted his sword, and asked, "You see a sword?"

"Yes," she answered in a tone that said 'obviously.'

Stiles and Scott exchanged a confused look.

"Ah, Allison," Stiles interjected. "That's a baseball bat."

"No, it's clearly a sword Stiles," Lydia backed Allison.

"It's a baseball bat," Scott repeated right after.

"It's a sword," Allison repeated, exasperation crawled into her voice along with a hint of confusion.

"Where are Percy and Nico?" Lydia asked.

Scott spun around and even his werewolf eyes couldn't see the cousins, "What the?"

Percy and Nico appeared out of the shadows in front of their house. "How many people here can see though the mist?" Nico asked, exasperated. Percy cackled lightly.

"It was one person, plus whatever death girl is," Percy pointed out. "And some people can just see though the mist like my mum."

Nico raised his eyebrows when Percy said, death girl.

"Really… death girl, you suck at nicknames," Nico almost sighed, "Death Breath, Pinecone face, you really need to work on your nicknames."

The Alpha smiled at his beta, "Shut up, Death Breath."

He lightly punched Nico's shoulder, "Oh, by the way," Percy spoke as he smiled.

Nico narrowed his eyes, "I don't like that tone."

"You're going to school," Percy opened the door and walked inside.

"WHAT?" Nico shouted. He vehemently disagreed with the notion as he chased after his Alpha, "No I'm not."

"Actually you are, Chiron's and your father's orders," Percy said as he reached into his bag and pulled out a folder as he turned to face Nico. He held out the folder to Nico. "These are your transcripts."

Nico narrowed his eyes, and they turned Ice Blue. He snatched the folder out of Percy's hand and shadow travelled away.

Percy chuckled as he grabbed his bag and walked upstairs to bed.