Percy Jackson and Teen Wolf

Chapter 22

Welcome to Chapter 22 - thank you everyone for the patience while I reupload my stories, it is taking slightly longer then planned as I am fixing plots holes and spelling issues - here is the next chapter, enjoy!!!

Third Person POV

Panic arose in the room as the machine was going off to show Stiles was no longer breathing, shocking those present in the room. Everyone rushed over to Stiles/Percy to seeing if they can try and save him.

However once Apollo reached Stiles/Percy he did the opposite, he learnt over and grabbed the blanket from the end of the make shift bed moving it fully over Stiles/Percy's body and face.

"What are you doing? We are not just going to stand here and except the fact that my son is dead. I will not allow it." Poseidon shouted at Apollo who didn't flinch and just held up a single finger signalling him to wait.

"Trust me Uncle please, wait and watch. He is the Champion of the Fates, he is not a normal God like us. Everything about him and this whole situation, just look around you we are standing in a Vet Clinic surrounded by Supernatural creatures who are just teenagers." Apollo explains to the stunned room.

"What do you mean he is not a normal God?" Scott enquires while they waited as Apollo had requested.

"Well to start with Gods bleed Ichor not normal human blood but Percy here is bleeding normal blood. Gods can get hurt like us but it normally heals within a few minutes and doesn't leave any scars, Percy has been injured for several hours and the wounds that have healed have left new scars on his body." Annabeth explains realising what Apollo was speaking about.

Scott still was struggling to get his head around the fact that Greek Gods existed or that his best friend was half God but to now hear that he is a full God this was all getting to much for him.

"So how long until he comes back then and will he be himself when he does return?" Sheriff asked not taking his eyes of the sheet covering his son's face.

"Well one of them questions we will need to wait until he wakes up to see how he acts. To answer your other question I would say roughly in 3,2,1." Apollo stated and as he finished the countdown the heart beat monitor jumped back into life and the Werewolves present could hear the heart beating inside his body.

"Well that could of been awkward if I had got that wrong! Now wakey wakey buddy, we have work to do." Apollo jokes removing the blanket off Stiles/Percy's face and gently tapping his cheek to wake him up.

"Five more minutes Dad, I don't have school today." Stiles/Percy mumbles stirring in his sleep making those in the room chuckle and releasing the tension they had been holding.

"I've got this, step back and cover your ears please." Derek states walking to the foot of the table as everyone stepped back and covered their ears.

Before any questions could be asked Derek let loose a roar which jolted Stiles off the table, as soon as he hit the floor he jumped up in a position ready to fight if he needed to.

"How many times have I told you not to do that Sourwolf? A simple shout of wake up would have worked just the same." Stiles/Percy shouted looking directly at Derek who just smiled at him.

"About the same amount of times I have asked you to stop calling me Sourwolf." Derek joked walking over to Stiles/Percy wrapping him in a tight hug.

Once Derek let him go he took in his surroundings and seemed to notice the mix amount of emotions on everyone's faces all of whom were currently staring at him which made him feel very uncomfortable.

"What? What happened? Who died?" Stiles/Percy asked the room as a whole as he kept feeling like he had missed something.

"You really are a Seaweed Brain, you did Percy. You came back, burst into water, killed someone who looked like yourself, battled and killed Kronos and then collapsed and died." Annabeth explained looking shocked at Stiles/Percy's reaction to what she had said.

"Oh!! Deaton, you don't happened to have some clothes around do you? I am kinda feeling a bit exposed here." Stiles/Percy asked as the room realised he was only stood in the tatty trousers that were under his amour and no shirt.

Deaton went to the cupboard behind him and passed Stiles/Percy a plain black t-shirt and jeans that he kept stored here just in case.

Once he was changed everyone finally noticed the slight changes to him whether it be the pain he now held in his eyes, the scars evident on his face and visible skin or the fact that now he seemed to be more jumpy of the slightest of sounds.

"Stiles, are you okay son?" Sheriff asked noticing the sadness showing on his son's face.

"Yeah, it's just I never thought I would see this moment. This moment scared me so much as they told me that you wouldn't want me anymore, that I was too broken and damaged to be loved or cared for." Stiles/Percy advises the sadness radiating in his voice.

"How long has it been since I left? For me it has been 1000 years and 6 days and 14 hours and 46 deaths ago." Stiles/Percy explained surprising the room at the amount of times he had died and came back.

"Well thanks to your handy plan you had prepared we got you back in just over 10 hours since you were originally taken and it has been about 6 hours since your return." Apollo explained smiling at Percy.

"Wow, I guess Plan A worked for once Scotty, no need for Plan B this time." Stiles/Percy joked towards his friend who hadn't spoke much.

"You said you have died 46 times! Do you remember everytime or are they all like this? You waking up wondering what happened." Sheriff asks scared of the answer as it may show how mentally scared his son truly is.

"Each time is different, sometimes I remember what happened as soon as I wake up, other times the memories return within a few hours. The only thing that remains the same time it is a new scar is left as a reminder of how I died." Stiles/Percy explains point to the new visible scar that had appeared.

"Now I am going to guess since you are all not surprised by the fact at how old I am or how many times I have died? You have spoken with The Fates!" Stiles/Percy enquired to the room as a whole and received several head nods as answers.

"Right so let me clear a few things up, I am still Mieczyslaw Perseus Stilinski Jackson, God of Loyalty, Wolves, Minor God of the Sea and Champion of the fates. I am still the same person as I was before but have a few new powers and abilities. I still bleed as any normal person does, I can still get hurt the same and I can still die." Stiles/Percy continues to explain.

"I am still the crazy annoying son you love, the person who dragged his best friend into the woods to find a dead body, I am still the same person who has a crush on Lydia Martin who happens to be my anchor in this life. But I am also one of the Seven, co-leader of Camp Half-Blood and completely head over heels in love with Annabeth Chase." Stiles/Percy finishes off before heading over to Annabeth.

"Now I may have a slightly different name, I may be slightly older than you now, I may not be as much of a Seaweed Brain as I used to be and I may be 50% smarter then I was before but the one thing that has never changed and will never change is how much I love you." Stiles/Percy states as he reaches her.

"Now Annabeth Chase, will you do me the great honour of marrying an old man with a weird long name?" Stiles/Percy asks getting down on one knee with the original engagement ring appearing off Annabeth's necklace into his hand.

"Mieczyslaw Perseus Stilinski Jackson, I do not know what our future may hold and knowing us a lot of hardship and battles may come our way. But I do know with you by my side as an old man or not, we can do anything together. Yes I will marry you!" Annabeth answers slipping her finger into the ring as Stiles/Percy stands up and wraps his arms around her giving her a deep kiss.

When they break apart they both seem to remember they were in a room full of people, some of who were standing with surprised faces while others looked completely happy for them.

"Now we have to clear up this whole two names thing, I am both Percy and Stiles but I think I prefer to be known as Stiles if that is okay also I wish to remain here in Beacon Hills?" Stiles states to everyone which causes Scott to rush forward wrapping him in a tight hug of happiness.

Thank you for reading - new chapter will be up soon!!