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Leah's POV (third person)

Leah thought she might be sick. Percy, her newly found imprint, was one of Jake's friends. That wasn't such a good thing, considering she had never been nice to Jake. Percy also had yet to awaken from the sleep he had fallen into on the beach. He would thrash around, and wounds would appear all over his body, but his eyes stayed closed in a firm passion. It got so bad, she considered calling the bloodsucking doctor to come have a look. But wait, it gets worse. He kept muttering a girl's name.

"Thalia."

Who was she? The name seemed to be familiar to Jake because as soon as the name was spoken, the young wolf had leapt from the room and said he had to make a call. He came back minutes later, saying help was on the way, and would arrive in two days time. He also had what looked to be tearstains on his face. Nobody pressed the matter.

At the moment, Percy was placed on the couch in Emily's house. Leah never left his side. All she could do was anxiously pace around the living room, and soothingly hold onto Percy's hand as he slept.

The pack was often in and out of the house, not that Leah even gave them any thought. She knew Seth was okay, and he was the only one that mattered. More often than not, Seth would even come and talk softly to Leah, keeping her company as she fretfully watched her injured imprint.

Percy had been asleep for six days.

Emily kept her distance, as did Sam. Neither interfered nor even spoke to Leah as she stayed night after night in their house. The only reference to her that was given was whether or not she wanted dinner, and when she refused, they insisted she eat. Emily had been kind enough to make her a bed on the floor, next to the couch. Both Sam and Emily knew what Leah was going through.

On the seventh day, help arrived.

Turns out, help looks like a punk 15 year-old girl and a 12 year-old friend. The 15 year-old had spiky, black hair. Freckles danced across her nose like words in a book. She had shocking blue eyes, and fair skin. With a tiara on her head, this punk princess turned out to be Thalia.

Her friend had auburn hair that braided far down her back. It seemed as though a scowl was always located on her face if one of the pack members were around. Her eyes were silver like the moon, and her skin had a slight silver glow to it. Her name was Arty, and she claimed to be one of Percy's favorite cousins.

They walked into the room Percy was in, took care to look at everything in the room, and then sprinted to where Percy was to help him.

"Who are you?" The words spilled out of Thalia's mouth like venom. Leah was about to reply when she continued. "Are you like Jacob?" When Leah gave the hesitant nod she said, "Is Percy your imprint?"

Leah didn't know how this girl knew all of this, although Jake did have a pretty big mouth, but she didn't really care. This girl was going to help get Percy back to the world of the living.

Leah would do whatever it takes.

Jake's POV (third person)

Jake was in an emotional part of his life right now. Being a wolf did that to you. Having to constantly keep your emotions in check was hard enough, but then when your best friend that you never thought would visit again shows up, that's even harder. Not to mention the bitchiest person he knows has now imprinted on Percy.

Jake couldn't believe his life was this messed up.

Things were bad. Injuries sprouted all over Percy's body, and he had just been stabbed in the Achilles heel. Jake was surprised the Fate's hadn't cut his string yet. The, Percy muttered a name. "Thalia." He said the name as though he expected her to be here. And then it hit Jake. Percy wasn't coming here alone. Thalia and the Hunters were going to meet him here. So, Jake decided to speed up the process.

Grabbing a spare drachma, Jake sprinted outside. "Oh Goddess, accept my offering. Show me Thalia Grace, Artemis's campsite."

Surprisingly, it worked. The mist shimmered, and it showed Thalia leaning over a few maps inside her tent. Jake cleared his throat. Thalia's head shot up, and tears sprang to her eyes. Jake could even feel his eyes getting wet.

"Percy found you." Thalia said. "It's so good to see you."

"Yeah. It's good to see you, too. But I need you to come s quickly as possible." Jake urgently whispered.

"Why? Percy no longer needs us to track you." She sounded confused.

"You're right. He needs you to save his life."

Thalia's face grew grim as Jake repeated all that had happened since Percy showed up. The injuries, the imprinting, and his near death experience. Thalia didn't seem surprised when she heard of the mysterious injuries that erupted on Percy's body.

"It's been happening since he defeated Kronos. Percy refuses to tell anyone else. I think he doesn't want anyone to feel any unnecessary our very hardest to cure Percy, but I need you to keep something in mind."

"What is it, Pinecone Face?" Jake said.

"Annabeth's coming with us." Thalia said holding her breath. "She hasn't joined the hunters, but she will soon I think. Ever since you left she has been with us."

Tears sprung to Jake's eyes as the thought of the pain he had made Annabeth feel came to his mind. Sighing, he swiped his hand through the message, and jogged back to Emily's house. He was crying at the memories that flooded his mind.

Everything had a price.

Percy's POV (third person)

He had been in that room for days now. Cuts had re-opened, and he had bruise upon bruise. Kronos loved torturing him the most. He would burn him, whip his back, and repeatedly stab his back. But Percy knew it would be okay. Jake had found him, and Thalia was probably on her way.

Then, he woke up.

To Percy, waking up was a very painful experience. The process that made him wake up was Kronos stabbing him with a spear all the way through until Percy was literally a Percy-kabob. The pain wasn't easy to deal with. He could feel his life force fading in the dream. In reality, all that happened was Thalia pouring a little too much nectar into his mouth.

Either way, Percy Jackson was awake. His eyes shot open, and he flew from the couch. He was standing in the middle of the room, and got a clear view of everything. There was a scared woman, about 8 half-naked Native American boys, Thalia, Artemis, and a beautiful girl he couldn't stop staring at. Everyone was staring at him, and Thalia was crying. Percy ripped his gaze away from the girl and looked at Thalia and Artemis. She spoke in his mind.

"Perseus, they think I am your cousin named Arty. Go along with it until we decide to reveal ourselves."

"Got it, Lady…Arty?"

She laughed inside his head. Percy turned and gave Jacob the worst glare he could muster. Jake even flinched back, giving Percy satisfaction. Finally, one of the Native American's spoke.

"I'm Sam. Jacob tells me you are aware of what we are?"

Percy looked at the guy. There was an air of superiority around him that made Percy dislike him immediately. This guy, Sam, seemed to expect everyone to follow his orders.

"Yeah I know what you are. Why does it matter?" Percy knew he was coming off harsh, but he was angry with Jacob, he was injured, and Kronos just gave him the worst news of his life. So, Percy thought that qualified for some bitter energy.

Jake cut in. "Percy, man I'm sorry I left but don't take your anger out on the pack."

Percy glared again. Everyone in the room flinched, except for the girl. For some reason, he hated to have her see him this way. There was nothing he could do though. Jake needed to know.

"I'm not the one you should be apologizing to, Black." Jake flinched, and Percy continued. "She cried for days. Never left her cabin. We all thought you were dead. See this, your names on this bead." Percy pulled his necklace and showed him. "We burned your shroud, Jake. And she got up there, and cried in front of the whole camp. She showed a weakness, and we both know that's something Annabeth never does."

Jake looked so pained, Percy almost apologized. But he didn't. His loyalty to Annabeth was more than his loyalty to Jake. He would not let this crime go by unpunished. "I said I was sorry. And when she gets her, I will get down on my knees and beg for her forgiveness, but for now, can you just let it go?"

This wasn't about Annabeth anymore, Percy realized, Jake didn't want to look bad in front of his pack. He was about to retort when Thalia spoke up. "Are you feeling better?"

"Yeah. But, I have this killing head…" Percy collapsed to the ground.

"Percy, there is another presence in your head." For once, Lady Artemis sounded worried.

Everyone looked at her strangely. She glared back defiantly. "What I…"

"Shut-up you foolish goddess." Percy didn't know what was happening. He couldn't control his body, his mouth, or anything.

Thalia looked at him in shock. That wasn't Percy's voice. Then, she noticed his eyes.

They were golden, like when Luke was taken over. A harsh edge was in them, and they gleamed with malice. His voice was like nails on a chalkboard. Everyone stared at him in shock, and Percy felt self-conscience. If, that was even possible with someone else in your body.

"So you figured it out? For six days his sub-conscience was in Tartus and that is more than enough time for me to get in him without his knowing." Kronos, or was it Percy, laughed evilly. Percy's eyes closed and when they re-opened he saw everyone staring at him.

Percy felt awkward. Everything happened to him. And to top it off, that girl would think he's a freak. She looked at him shocked. Thalia was pale, and Artemis looked like she was deciding whether or not to tell the council.

Percy shook his head. "Don't tell them. I will be killed." Artemis nodded, thoughtfully.

Percy thought about what just happened, and came to one conclusion. He was going to be sick.

Thank you all for reading this, and reviews are appreciated. I would love for other story ideas, but try to make Percy a main character. I don't care if it is a crossover or not. Also, if you guys could review it would let me know what to do. Criticism or good reviews, it doesn't matter. Also check out my other story Percy Jackson and the Vampires: Book 1. It is a Percy/Rosalie story. Thanks.