A 'Bitten' Life ( Discontinued )

WOLF!!!!

Hey it deaths-lover here, sorry but I am new to this and this is my first story so please be nice. This is a Percy Jackson story and it will be in 3 person most of the time, maybe later on I will try from Percy point of view (pov)

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Chapter 1

Percy sat by the stream and thought. He had been thinking a lot recently, and the stream was his favourite place to be in the forest. Tomorrow was the anniversary of the day he ran away from camp. Thinking back on it, it was probably the best decision he ever made. Some would say it was the worst. But if he didn't run away he would never had met the pack. He closed his eyes as the memories he tried to keep at bay came flooding back.

It had been a normal day at Camp Half Blood. Percy had been feeling irritated and was pacing up and down inside his cabin. The cause of this irritation was his new half brother Tyler. Ever since he got back from his quest he had been acting like a jerk. The popularity must have gone to his head because everyone had been treating him like something special since he retrieved an apple of immortality from the Garden of the Hesperides. Even some of his closest friends had seemed to have replaced him. Thalia and Nico seemed to be the only ones immune to Tyler's charm.

It was a hot summer afternoon with plenty of time for relaxing and hanging out with friends. He wanted to go down to the beach because the water always calmed him down. As he neared the water edge he saw two figures but thought nothing of it until they started laughing loudly. That was when he realised he recognised them. It was his girlfriend Annabeth and Tyler. He froze when he saw what was happening. He had caught them in the middle of a heated kiss.

He watched the scene in disbelief then felt uncontrollable anger followed by unbelievable grief. Annabeth was the most important person in his life and she was kissing his half brother. They had gone through so much together and now she had replaced him. He couldn't stand to look at them another second so he turned and ran before he lost control of his emotions.

While he ran he thought of places he could go. He knew he couldn't go home because his mom would encourage him to return and would tell Chiron where he was. He also couldn't go near the sea because Poseidon would know he was there. He went on until it was dark stopping every time he ran out of breath and then running again. By nightfall he was exhausted and freezing so he stopped for the night and sat on a log, drowning in sorrow. It wasn't until then that he took in his surroundings. He was in a forest a lot like the one at camp half blood.

In his hurry to get away he had not been thinking straight and not brought any supplies. He had no food, no water and nothing to light a fire with. Finally the exhaustion and grief overcame him and he curled up on the ground.

As he began to drift off he heard something moving and leaves rustling. He quickly got to his feet and uncapped his sword riptide. He wondered if it would work on an ordinary animal or if it was just mythical creatures. Chiron said it couldn't harm morals.

What he saw next shocked him. It was a wolf. But this wolf was massive. It had long silver fur, teeth like knives and huge paws armed with five sharp claws. What stood out about it were its pale golden eyes which looked full of intelligence.

He didn't have time to marvel as the wolf reared up and let out an inhuman howl.

Percy could risk fighting the wolf but it could be a normal wolf which meant the sword wouldn't harm it. His other option was to run away. The wolf decided for him. As it leapt forward it knocked the sword out of his hand and stood snarling over him. He knew it was hopeless but he ran.

He only got about ten steps away before he felt the harsh rip of claws on his shoulder. He doubled over in pain and the wolf knocked him over. The wolf could have went for the easy kill and bitten his throat like Percy was expecting but instead the wolf bit his wrist. The wolf left, leaving Percy bleeding and confused. Why had it not killed him was the last thing he thought before he blacked out.

He woke up days later with his shoulder healed like it he was never attacked. The bite mark was still there and he was surrounded by unfamiliar faces. As it turned out the wolf was a mythological creature.

A werewolf!

Now he was one of them.

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How was that???? I hoped you liked it and I really sorry if it dose not make sense, but i hope to try better next time.

Until next time j'na

-deaths-lover