Percy's point of view

Once I got up the courage to walk over half blood hill and try to get into camp I did just that, As I neared the top of the hill Peleus turned his head toward me I had a random thought as he did so, maybe if I had been able to understand the minotaur I might be able to understand Peleus. For the heck of it I tried it. It's not like I would have looked weird doing it since a lot of campers do speak to him when they are coming or going from camp, they just can't hear him reply. I said, "Do you not recognize me old friend?"

I wasn't entirely surprised when I did hear him reply, at first, I don't think he was completely sure who I was since he said my name in a questioning tone. Basically, he said that my scent had changed. According to him, while I still smelled of the sea, that scent wasn't as strong as it used to be and I smelled more like a werewolf. Obviously, that makes sense since I am a werewolf, and  I told him about my encounter with Lycaon. I wondered aloud, "Do you think I'll be able to get through?"

I was referring to the camp barrier since I hadn't tried to go through it yet. I don't know for sure if it will let me through or not. When I left Camp Half-Blood I was still a demigod, but now I am a werewolf and technically I am a monster. Peleus wasn't sure either So I guess the only thing I could do was try to go through it. Since I needed to tell everyone what was coming I tried it.

Thankfully despite the fact that I was now a werewolf, the barrier let me through. No-one was close enough to see me yet so I passed through the barrier and began walking down the other side of the hill into camp. Now that I was in camp the scents of the many demigods in camp hit me, that would take some getting used to but I would have to get used to it since I would have to stay and help them.

I caught sight of an all too familiar demigod not that far ahead of me. He was talking to another demigod who I also recognized. It was not too long after I spotted them that they finally spotted me. "Percy!" Nico said, sounding like he was questioning, shocked and a bit annoyed all at the same time. The demigod that he had been talking to was Will Solace. It was nice to see my cousin after so long, but it was obvious that he was kind of annoyed that I had never contacted him since I left Camp Jupiter. I replied, "Hey Nico,"

"Where have you been?" He asked, Annoyance clear in his voice.

I replied, "After the breakup, I needed some time alone, I know I probably should have contacted you but I just couldn't bring myself to do it, especially after what happened a little while ago,"

"What happened?" Nico asked. Will was still there listening to the conversation, he just hadn't chosen to join yet. Nico continued before I could answer, "For the last while I couldn't even tell if you were dead or alive,"

I wasn't really surprised by that since I am technically no longer mortal, as long as no one stabs me with something silver, or Lycaon doesn't kill me I could live for quite a long time, and even if I am "killed" I would reform in Tartarus and eventually return. So, in other words, I am basically immortal now. I knew that even if I succeeded at killing Lycaon he would eventually return and challenge me again but I wasn't too worried about that, I figured that once I defeated him it would take a while for him to reform.

I told Nico about my encounter with Lycaon and he said, "That explains why you look different," he said calmly obviously not that bothered by the changes to my appearance. Will didn't seem all that bothered either even though he hadn't said anything yet. I asked Nico where Chiron was and once he told me I said that I needed to go talk to him. I headed toward the big house in order to tell him that we needed to have a head counselors meeting.

I told Chiron about what had happened to me and that we needed to have a meeting. Once I told him some of what I knew about the war he quickly agreed and spread the word. He was sympathetic when I told him that I was technically a werewolf although I admitted that I had pretty much gotten used to it. I knew that the meeting would be my first time seeing Annabeth since I left camp Jupiter and I wasn't quite sure how I'd handle it.

I wasn't sure how the other head counselors would react to the news of what I had become and my changes in appearance because of it, I also warned Chiron that Lycaon might come looking for me, and I said that if he did I would handle it. I didn't want to risk any campers getting bitten. While being a werewolf wasn't the worst thing in the world it wasn't something I wanted to happen to any of my friends.

When the head counselors started arriving for the meeting I stayed out of sight, I'd decided that I'd act as if I'd come in last and surprise everyone, well almost everyone. It did hurt when I saw Annabeth walk in, but I tried to ignore the jab of pain and reminded myself I need to be here to warn them about the war and help them prepare. Once all the other campers had taken their seats I walked back into the room and took my place at the table.

As I did so some of the campers just stared at me in shock while others including Annabeth said, "Percy!" in a surprised tone.

"Yes, I'm back," I replied, trying to keep my voice calm. I knew they all noticed the changes to my appearance and although no one had asked me about them yet I figured someone would ask sooner or later. Before someone could ask me though I got straight to the reason why I had come back. "I recently found out that there is going to be another war," I said completely serious.

The other Head counselors all started asking questions at once until Chiron finally got them to quiet down. I told them what I knew without telling them I was a werewolf. "Lycaon bit you, didn't he?" Annabeth asked.

I should have known that she would be the one to figure out what had happened to me, she is a daughter of Athena after all.

Trying to keep my voice calm I replied, "Lycaon didn't but he got one of his wolves to do it for him,"

"That explains the... Leo paused for a moment as if trying to find the best word. It seemed he'd found it when he said, "Fangs,"  

 I just replied, "Yeah," not really surprised by his comment, more amused than anything. 

I told them that I was planning on staying to help them prepare and that if Lycaon showed up I would deal with him. Annabeth, Piper, Jason, and Leo protested but I told them that I had accepted what I am and I had learned quite a bit about my new abilities so I thought I would be able to defeat him. Once the meeting ended I spoke to my friends. I did talk to Annabeth but it was hard and kind of awkward.

After that, I walked toward the lake and Iris messaged Thalia, Like I expected she was rather annoyed at me for not contacting her and I guessed the next time I saw her she would probably try and shock me, or shoot me with one of her arrows. No matter what she did I knew that she was far from happy with me. regardless of her anger, I could tell she was pleased to finally hear from me and she said that Artemis had told her about the council meeting earlier.

As the day went by word spread about the new war and my return as well as what had happened to me. most of the campers seemed fine with me and I decided it was safe to transform into my wolf form without having to worry about someone trying to attack me. technically the campers wouldn't be able to hurt me even if they tried since they all have celestial bronze weapons and not silver.

We had decided that I would teach the sword class so any campers who chose to use swords would be prepared when it came time to fight. That night when everyone went to bed instead of going into my dad's cabin and sleeping in the bed I occupied every time I came to camp I changed to my wolf form and curled up in the grass outside of the cabin.

I'd just gotten used to sleeping outside and I had kind of come to prefer that over being inside. Little did I know Lycaon had come up with a new plan to try and get me to follow him, and if that plan failed he would try to kill me instead. I wasn't sure what would happen in this war but I felt I could at least eliminate Lycaon, and that alone would be a help

Third Person Point of View

While Percy Jackson was informing the gods and demigods of the upcoming war Lycaon was carrying out the first steps of his latest plan to get Percy Jackson to follow him, Technically Percy wouldn't necessarily follow him willingly if this plan succeeded but he would most likely still gain control over the demigod and that's all he needed.

He was still unaware that Percy knew about the war or that Percy was now informing the gods of what was in store for them. This obviously meant that Lycaon would be in for a surprise the next time he found Percy but regardless if his final plan failed Lycaon would have to kill Percy. He didn't want to resort to killing him but that would be the only option left if his final plan failed.

Perseus had been an extremely strong demigod, and now he would be an even stronger werewolf so he would definitely be useful as a member of the pack. Now though since he had become quite the thorn in his side, Lycaon would have very few qualms about killing Perseus but he did still hope to gain control over Perseus not only because it would prove his usefulness to his master but also because once he gained control over him Perseus would be a useful pawn in the war.

While Percy was talking to the Olympian council Lycaon and his pack were tracking down a demigod, not Percy, but another demigod one who might just be the key to gaining control over Percy. Lycaon was in his human form, the mist concealing his more animalistic features from the mortals he passed. What was the king of werewolves doing in a mortal city? Well, you will understand soon enough.

He increased his pace as the scent of the demigod got stronger. Technically the demigod's scent didn't actually get stronger, he had just gotten closer to it. He barged into the house where he knew the demigod was located, unsurprisingly the girl's mother tried to protect her daughter but that only resulted in her death. The little girl screamed and cried as she watched her mother go from protecting her to seriously injured on their living room floor.

Mortals might not be able to be harmed by celestial bronze or other similar metals, but the same didn't apply to werewolf teeth or claws. To quiet the girl Lycaon knocked her unconscious, for the time being, he needed her alive since she was of use to him. He didn't intend to turn her either. At her young age, she would practically be like a new pup if they did so.

Besides he didn't want her in the pack he didn't have the time or the wolves to devote to training her. He also knew that she wouldn't want to join them since he had just killed her mother. Depending on whether she served her purpose he might let the little seven-year-old live and go free but he might also kill her once she was of no further use to him.

The wolves that had accompanied Lycaon were waiting outside the house when Lycaon came out with the young girl. The werewolves took her away as she remained unconscious, the little girl had no clue of what had been happening to her other than the fact that her mother had been seriously injured while trying to protect her. Due to her young age, she still had no idea of the true identity of her father, all she knew was that he had left her mother before she was even born. She was certainly in for a shock when she discovered the truth if she even got the chance to do so.