Felicity

If Felicity were being honest, she was glad that Paul hadn't brought up the nightmare that she had experienced a few days prior. It was one thing to experience it over and over again, it was entirely another to speak about it. It was something she truly thought that she'd never be able to her family here about. The half-blood struggled enough speaking to others that had gone through the same experiences that she had.

The war was something that all of the survivors tried not to speak about if they could avoid it.

Today though, was a day in which she wouldn't allow herself to think of that.

The night of the bonfire. She was wondering whether it would be anything like the one's that they had every night at camp, though the blonde doubted it very much. In a way, she wished that she could remember what they were like from her childhood. But dwelling on it wouldn't help. She'd just have to remember not to sing any of the campfire songs.

She stifled at laugh at the thought of her family reacting to 'I am my own great-great-great-great-grandpa' or 'Down by the Aegean'. Any of the songs that came to her mind immediately would be entertaining.

Felicity noticed the way that Emily glanced at her, a smile playing on the woman's face. Sam had his arm around her waist as they walked to the place the bonfire would be held.

"What are you laughing about?" her brother asked, and though he sounded serious she realised it was him teasing her.

"Just thinking of a few bonfire songs," she answered honestly, humming one of the tunes aloud. The lyrics however she kept to herself. The daughter of Athena giggled again when she noticed the looks that her brother and Emily exchange, giving them a shrug. It was good. She felt better than she had in a long time. Though the moment her eyes caught sight of the flames her smile faltered for just a moment, her thoughts going back to the purple flame that would be burning at camp right now. The mourning of Percy Jackson, and all the others that had lost their lives.

"Hey," the smile snapped back onto her face as she glanced at the boy, smiling when she realised it was Seth. She allowed him to pull her into a hug, before he was pulled away by Paul who ended up playfully messing up his hair before pulling Felicity into a soft hug.

"Do you want something to eat?" Paul asked as he took a step back, she noticed the way that he looked at her. He was concerned for her, something that had been showing more and more as of late.

"Is there anything left?" the girl asked him, laughing slightly as she saw him grin at the response.

"Seth's tried to save a few hamburgers for you three," he answered with a smile, motioning for her to walk in front of him to where the left over food was. Felicity, without thinking too much, piled on a single hamburger without thinking about it. Within a minute of sitting down, she'd managed to wolf down the whole thing. Her ability to eat quickly had from the beginning led to amusement, and also the comments that she fit right in. It was when she noticed Sam looking at her she managed a sheepish grin. If her tendency to eat quick had stemmed from her brothers at camp, it had only worsened around these boys. The amount that they ate was ludicrous.

It was at that moment that the entire campfire fell silent, eyes on Billy Black as he began to tell the old Quileute tales. Felicity had to admit that she didn't know him all too well, not having spent much time with him, however he seemed quite nice. Someone who she thought she'd actually rather enjoy spending time with when relaxing.

"The Quileutes have been a small tribe from the beginning," the beginning was something that Felicity had always been aware of. The size hadn't changed much since the time that she had lived here. "But we've always had magic in our blood. We were great spirit warriors. Shape shifters, that transform into the powerful wolf. This enabled us to scare off our enemies, and protect our tribe."

The notion was actually quite nice, in the demigods mind. The existence of shape shifters in order to protect their group. It was something that made her question whether there was some truth in the myths. After all, technically Felicity herself was a creature of myth, merely half-human. A part of Greek mythology, that to most of the world was nothing more than an abandoned religion and a number of interesting stories.

"One day our warriors came across a creature. It looked like a man, but it was hard like stone, and cold as ice," that was something that had piked the demigods interest. It was probably the fact that she had no clue what they were talking about. Had they mentioned something more familiar she might have been able to regard this as truth… but this was something completely foreign to her. And if these stories were based off truth, that actually quite worried her.

"Our warriors' sharp teeth, finally tore it apart. But only fire would completely destroy it. They lived in fear, that the Cold Man was not alone. And they were right. She took her vengeance out on the village. Our elder chief, Taha Aki, was the only spirit warrior left to save the tribe, after his son was killed. Taha Aki's Third Wife could sees that he would lose. The Third Wife was no magical being, no special powers, but one… courage," Billy's eyes seemed to meet Felicity's when he said those words, and there was something that made her keep the eye contact.

"The Third Wife's sacrifice distracted the Cold Woman, long enough for Taha Aki to destroy her. She saved the tribe. Over time, our enemies have disappeared. But one remains… The Cold Ones. Our magic awakens when they near. And we sense it now, we feel the threat in our blood. Something terrible is coming. And we must all be ready. All of us," he emphasised, and Felicity understood in those words that these people truly believed this.

Her mind jumped back to the image of the wolf that had been stored in her brain. The majestic, giant wolf that she had thought intended to kill her but had submitted itself. It made sense, if it was true that they existed. It made a hell of a lot more sense than a random wolf acting in the way that it did.

"Fliss," she turned her attention to Paul as he spoke to her following the telling of the legend. The demigod vaguely noted that the boy seemed nervous, a state in which she had never seen him before. "Uh… do you want to go for a walk?" he offered, running a hand through the short black hair. She hesitated for a moment, before nodding.

"Sure," she managed a smile, though her mind was still reeling in thought. Her mind wondering whether those legends were just as real as those that she had already faced.

Moving away from the group and the fire, Felicity realised she was already feeling a bit cold, but she merely wrapped one of her arms around her, the other hand fiddling with the bead necklace anther throat.

"The legends are interesting aren't they?" he began, and Felicity nodded, though she felt as though it was more to herself than in response to the teenager she was talking to. Her mind was still trying to sift through the possibilities, which was making this conversation rather awkward. Somehow her mind had also blocked out the obvious symbols of the other teenagers discomfort and nerves. "Um… well… so I have something to tell you," Paul finally got out. He took a deep breath as the blonde turned to look at him, but he kept going before she could start. "The legends are real."

Those words didn't surprise Felicity much anymore, though the confirmation of them being real made her tilt her head to the side and narrow her eyes at the teenager in question.

"Does everyone here know about this?" she asked carefully, though her voice was still quite strong. She watched him duck his head, and immediately noticed the answer.

"No," he admitted, confirming the blonde's suspicions immediately.

"So… you're one of them? You and Sam, and Emily… everyone? Like the wolf that I saw last week?" she managed to splutter out somehow, her words stumbled and messed up as her thoughts ran out of control. Paul let out a sound that seemed to be a mix of a chuckle and a sigh of relief.

"That was me," he told her quite cockily, a grin on his face. Before he paused again. "Emily and Kim aren't werewolves… so we… uh werewolves have a thing called imprinting, it's basically like love at first sight but it's… a lot more than that."

"So… Imprinting… thats why Sam and Emily are together… and Jared and Kim?" the blonde asked, coming to a complete stop as she turned to look at the werewolf in front of her.

"Yeah, Sam imprinted on Emily and Jared on Kim," he told her, seeming quite relieved when a smile came to the blonde's face as she thought.

"Have any of the others imprinted?" she asked, it seemed an innocent question, though now her mind was trying to work out the dynamics of the group.

"Just Quil and I," he answered, though the last word had been mumbled. Felicity had however heard it, and she nodded as she absorbed the information. Suddenly her eyes widened as she looked at him, feeling her stomach clench unpleasantly as she finally figured out what that meant.

"You imprinted on me?" she whispered, he nodded at her slowly, and she felt her heart drop as she swallowed, looking away from the werewolf. The demigod felt sick. This had to be some kind of bad joke, and she was sure Aphrodite was laughing at her from wherever that damned goddess was. Trying to keep herself somewhat collected she continued, "You said it was more than love at first sight… what did you mean?"

"It's… the best way to explain it is that you are my world," he finally explained, looking at her seriously. Felicity's brain, in overdrive, was wondering why she had to be his world. She hardly knew whether she would survive into her twenties, let alone further than that. His eyes, which were full with concern for her made her feel guilty for the urge to tell him to leave. It made her feel as though she wanted him to stay, though she had felt that since she had met him.

She ran a hand through the blonde hair, looking down to the ground.

"What would happen if I died?" she said softly, not daring to look up at the werewolf in front of her. Felicity didn't really want to know how he responded to that question, and she was scared of the answer.

"I would… be in a lot of pain…" he replied, his voice giving away his confusion at the question as well as the hesitance for the response. The next word's tumbled out of the demigods mouth before she even knew what she was saying.

"Is there any way to reverse the imprint?" her eyes looked up at him, almost pleading for the answer to be yes. Though, like the last question she was scared for the response. She noticed the pained look on his face, which added to the guilt that she already felt.

"No," he answered, his body trembling slightly.

"I'm so sorry," she told him, her eyes dropping to the ground. The daughter of Athena wished that the werewolf in front of her could've imprinted on someone else. "Could you leave me alone for a bit?"

He left without a word, storming off, though the hunched shoulders showed the pain that he was in. Felicity watched him leave, feeling her own heart clench in pain.

The demigod didn't think as she turned, walking until she found herself at Sam and Emily's house once again. The door was unlocked, as it always was. Picking up the phone she dialled a number, immediately asking Chiron if Annabeth was back at camp.

"Annabeth… I need help," she got out, finally letting out a sob as she heard her sister on the phone.

Paul

He cursed as he slammed a fist against a tree. His entire body was trembling, from the anger and pain of what had just happened. He had to control his anger though, he couldn't let it get the better of him. After all, since he had imprinted he hadn't had many outbursts.

Paul had felt so relieved when she had immediately had clicked onto what he was trying to explain. Even when he didn't have the words, she seemed to catch up to him. Felicity wasn't scared either, of him or anything that he had said. In fact his imprint had just nodded, accepting it with ease despite not having grown up around these stories.

The werewolf was very much aware that his imprint wasn't normal, from the encounter that he had with her in his wolf form. Many of his pack mates had agreed. So, perhaps at some level he wasn't surprised when she wasn't terrified.

What had surprised him, however, was her reaction to imprinting.

Paul was already in pain, her sending him away had hurt a lot. Normally being away from her hurt him, in a quite physical way as well, but now… this hurt him so much more. He wanted to go after her again, but he couldn't go against her wishes. If this was what she needed… he'd accept it.

For now at least.

He'd go to Sam for advice. Sam could help him. And he wouldn't give up on Felicity. He would always be there for her.

Before he was able to punch the tree again his anger finally got the better of him, causing him to shift into his wolf form. A growl escaped the wolf, followed by a pained howl. It was only a few seconds later that a number of his pack mates had shifted, watching the scene play over in his head as it had been for the past minutes as he ran. It was all he could try to do to keep the pain at bay.

Keep running.

A/N: Hey There People,

I have delivered the bonfire scene as promised. In case any of you are confused by Felicity's reaction, she's scared of what her death would mean for Paul, which is why she's upset that he's imprinted on her. When she apologised, she was apologising for being the one that he imprinted on! And a mention of Annabeth, because that has to occur occasionally.

Spoiler, I'm considering an appearance by Annabeth soon, or some of Fliss' friends from camp or even a god/goddess…. which should be interesting given their multiple personality disorder at this point in time.

Dally'sTUFF: I'm glad that you like the idea, I should be getting to the school in a couple of chapters, like I said I've put this in the holidays. It will happen though. I promise! Which should also be interesting given the dyslexia and ADHD which hasn't made itself as obvious as of yet.

X: Well in that case I'm really glad that you like this story, and I have to agree there is a lack of stories featuring the wolves, especially in crossovers. And don't worry! Your English is great! I also happen to know the struggles of finding stories in other languages, I enjoy reading in some others to practice my skills but its hard to find good stories!

ChipDaCookie: Thank you so much for your kind review, I hope you also like this chapter!

Guest: Yeah I was aiming to look into the concern that would obviously be there for an imprint, though now he's been a lot softer than usual for the character. So I hope I kind of accurately portrayed him now. As for Felicity's emotions, I guess I just try to think of what she would do. It kind of plays out in my head, a bit like a movie until I get it all down! So I suppose in some ways, it is Fliss herself? If that makes sense? I probably just sound insane! But I hope you also liked this chapter!

LittleGnomette: Thank you for your kind review, I hope you also like this chapter!