Cat's Curse (Percico/Pernico)

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NICO'S P.O.V.

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Running from a large cat was not a goal I would've wished to achieve today. I was simply looking for something to fight today. A monster in the forest. And I found a cat. A cat that was feeding on a baby Hellhound. At first I was confused, but I should've guessed that hey- that's probably not a real fuckin' cat Nico. It's probably a monster. But no, I stood there until the cat turned to look back at me. It's eyes turned black and its black fur just dissolved. It grew to the height of Mrs. O'larry.

I booked it. And I didn't dare to look behind me as I ran and jumped over large logs and boulders. I caught sight of a nearby tree with low branches. When I got close enough I kicked off the ground as hard as I could and grabbed onto a low branch, immediately hoisting myself up and climbed from branch to branch to reach the top of the oak tree. I sat with my knees bent, my feet holding myself steady along with one hand, the other resting on the hilt of my sword.

The large cat scratched at the tree, hissing and growling as it attempted to claw at me. Of course it's not going to leave me alone. I'm it's fucking five-course lunch. I slowly pulled my sword from my belt, and held it close. When the paw got close I swung at it, the hairless cat hissed in pain and brought it's paw to its chest.

I jumped off the tree and ran towards camp. It's getting dark, hopefully I can make it back in time for the fire so no one suspects anything. Just as the camp came in sight I tripped. I had to fucking trip. My vision blacked out and I muffled my pained scream into my hoodie sleeve.

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I woke up in the infirmary. At least it looked like the infirmary. I blinked a couple of times and tried to sit up, a firm hand on my chest stopping me.

"Don't. Lay down. You need some rest." I looked up to see comforting green orbs. He smiled and gave me a glass of nectar. He helped me bring it to my lips before making me lay back down.

"Mkay. Are you gunna 'tay?" I asked wearily and heard a quiet 'of course' before I fell asleep.

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The next time I woke up, Jason was sitting beside me next to a worried Hazel. I sat up and took a large gulp of the water Jason held out to me and picked up a square of ambrosia.

"I feel weird." I mumbled before I took a bite of the godly food. Jason smirked and Hazel gave me a strange look.

"What?" I took another bite and slowly stood up. "Where are my clothes?" I asked as I noticed the white gown I was wearing. My tail twitched and I shrugged, looking around for my clothes as I finished the ambrosia.

My tail. Wait tail? I stopped and looked behind me and grabbed the large, black fluffy tail. I tugged and winced as pain shot through my back.

"So, the thing that bit you, was kinda' like a Werewolf. But a Werelion." Jason smiled and pointed to the mirror. "You might want to look in the mirror." I slowly walked to the mirror and I watched as my eyes widened when I took in the cat ears right above where my human ears should be. They were big enough to go about an inch or two above my head, and when I opened my mouth to speak my canine teeth were almost long enough to be mistaken as fangs.

"Oh my gods."

"Oh um. Tell him the other thing." Hazel chirpped up. A smirk playing on her face similar to Jason's.

"Um. The thing that bit you. The cat? It was a female omega." I turn to look at Jason.

"So?" I wonder aloud.

Jason snickered. "You may or may not get heats." I shake my head.

"Heats? Like, cat periods?" I ask.

"Yup." Jason nods his head. So heat. Oh that's embarrassing. My cheeks burn at the thought of having to go through something like that every month.

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"Oh my fucking gods. Nico's a fucking cat!" Percy announces. Loud enough for everyone at lunch to hear. My ears twitch as the camp goes silent. My cheeks go red as my tail wraps around my upper body at the attention. I glare at Percy who is starting wide eyed at me. My ears flatten under the hood of my new leather jacket as I hiss at him. A few snickers sound from around the lunch tables that were close enough to hear and my cheeks darken further. Of fucking course.

"Sorry Nico." Percy smiles sheepishly as I frown at him. Why does he have to be so cute? And why did he have to go all punk style and add deliciously hot to the list? And why am I so fucking gay? Percy bites his lip and looks down at the buffet table full of food. He grabs a few blueberries and a sandwich to put on his plate and purses his lips. Then he looks back up at me, probably wondering why I haven't responded to him yet. He's just so distracting. He got his hair trimmed at the sides and keeps the middle in a Mohawk. And once upon a time he told me that it gets to hot for short sleeves so he wears one of the many CHB shirts that he ripped the sleeves off of, and a white belt that dips down on the side from the weight of his uncapped sword over his ripped black skinny jeans.

All in all, he looks fantastic. Possibly edible. And I still haven't said anything.

"What?" I put my full attention on him now. He smiles when I look up at him and carefully pulls down my hood.

"I said I'm sorry. I was just surprised. But you should keep your hood down. Your ears look cool. Come sit with us at the table when you get your food yeah?" I nod my head and he leaves. I grab a pomegranate from a fruit bowl and head towards the table Percy went to. Jason, Hazel, Frank, Piper, Leo and Annabeth are sat there. And now I don't want to sit there. I won't talk anyway, and I'll feel awkward. So I turn around and walk towards my cabin before they can see me, my tail still wrapped around me.

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I lean in closer and stare into the mirror. My eyes are slightly brighter, and my pupils are dilated from the dim light of the bathroom. My hair is a little wet, along with my new cat ears from my earlier shower. My skin looks white. Like more white than usual, but not exactly pale. Just white. And as embarrassing as it is, my nipples are bigger as well. I grab my tail, which I measured to be approximately four feet long, and stare at that from the mirror too. It's black, with just barely distinguishable dark grey stripes. It's soft, and I discovered it hurts to sit on.

My teeth are weird too. They are a very, very bright white and my canine of course way longer than the other ones. And my tounge is slightly sandpaper-y as well. It's all so new and strange. I like it and I don't. But then again, I was bit by a giant cat the size of a full grown Hellhound. I shake my head and walk out of the bathroom into my bedroom Hazel and I asked some skeletons to build. I pulled on a pair of briefs and one of my large black shirts that reach mid-thigh and snuggle under my blankets.

This is nice. I purr and snuggle into my pillow a little more before falling asleep to the thoughts of Percy enjoying the same warmth, snuggled right beside me.