Author's Note: Hey, guys! What's up? This is the first thing I've posted I've posted in a while, so those of you follow me faithfully (and if you don't, please do) are probably like, "Hey, where's Lunapuppy? Did my beloved author leave?" Okay, so maybe not that exactly, but something similar, right? I hope so. As you may have noticed, I am no longer Lunapuppy. I am…Batman.

Just kidding! Yeah, what I know about Batman comes mostly from The Lego Movieand Studio C (If you are unfamiliar with Studio C, look them up. They're hilarious.).

Anyways, back to the matter at hand. I've decided to change my name to RangerOfOlympus. It combines two of my favorite series…ies: (What's the plural for series?) Ranger's Apprentice by John Flanagan and Percy Jackson and the Olympians by Rick Riordan.

Oh, and for those of you who get distracted easily, tell me in your reviews: wasn't that some first-class squirrel chasing?

But back to the story. This is only my third crossover, so I'm sorry if I'm not good at it. If you want to see the others, they are a PJO/Flash and PJO/Magnus Chase and the Gods of Asgard. I'm kind of obsessed with PJO.

I've read quite a few of these where PJO characters were turned into cats, and I'm sorry to revisit that idea, but I hope you will find this one...unique. So, this takes place after the sixth Omen of the Stars book, and after my Magnus Chase and Flash crossovers. In my version, the three kept their powers after the battle with Dark Forest, as did Percy and Annabeth when they were changed into cats. Oh, and, one more thing. I couldn't really remember who dies and who lived in the Dark Forest battle, so I kinda just made up a bunch of characters. If you could tell me some cats who are still alive, that would be great. Enjoy! Please read and review!

Percy's POV

I stood defiantly in front of Alluring-roast, the Greek cat goddess. Alluring-roast wasn't her real name, it was Ailuros, but I heard her wrong the first time, and now the wrong pronunciation is stuck in my head.

"I'm sorry," I told her angrily, "but I am not going on a quest just to find a mortal's cat! Just because some girl loses her kitty doesn't mean a demigod has to go find it!"

Annabeth was behind me, trying to look serious, but failing miserably. It was rather ridiculous, I suppose, but with goddesses you could never laugh things off.

Jason just had to build her a shrine here. I swear, he only built monuments for the most temperamental gods and goddesses.

Alluring-roast spoke in a series of meows and mewls that translated automatically in my head. But Mr. Fluffernickel is one of my finest lieutenants! I would find him myself, but something is blocking my magic. If you'll just let me-

I cut her off with, "No! Absolutely not. As if I would do a favor for a stupid, mewling cat goddess like you!"

Behind me, Annabeth was shaking her head fiercely, but I barely saw her. I didn't need to. even I knew I had crossed a line with that one. Stupid, stupid, stupid!

So be it, the goddess growled. If you won't do it willingly, I shall force you! And this time, you will take the shape of my chosen people…

Annabeth and I stumbled back as Alluring-roast began to glow with a harsh white light. We turned and began to run, calling for Chiron, or anyone, in fact, but no one came. Simultaneously, we froze in our tracks and collapsed to the ground as searing pain wracked our bodies. Then, there was nothing but blackness.

When I could see again, the pain was gone, which was a good thing. I stood and stretched, blinking sleepily. Where am I? I asked myself. Why is everything so big?

I eagerly swung my head around, looking for anything familiar, but saw nothing. Even the color of the dirt underneath my paws was different. Wait. Paws?

"Seriously?" I shouted at no one in particular. "Alluring-roast, change me back! I don't have time for this."

"Percy?" Annabeth's groggy voice came from the other side of the hill.

"Annabeth!" I yelped. "You're here too?"

"Obviously," she answered walking towards me. Instead of the beautiful girl I knew her as, Annabeth was now a golden ticked tabby with the same startling gray eyes. The strangest thing, however (besides her being a cat), is that on her forelegs, there were glittering patches the color of Celestial bronze. One was just a straight line, but the other was an oval shape.

"Wow," she said, eyes glittering as she looked around. "This is new."

"Annabeth, you're...a cat," I told her stunned.

"Really?" she asked sarcastically. "Am I? I couldn't tell by the paws! And, in case you hadn't noticed, you're a cat too. Your eyes are the same color of green, though."

I glanced back at my flank. It was as black as my hair normally is. Where my pocket would normally be (the pocket where I kept Riptide), there was a ripple of Celestial bronze, almost like a wave.

"Riptide…" I muttered. "This mark is like a wave. Annabeth, on your forelegs, you have two marks similar to it. You were carrying Katoptris, right? And that translates as "looking glass"?"

Annabeth nodded the affirmative, as understanding dawned in her eyes. "You think our weapons were changed into...these?" she asked gesturing with her legs."That's actually kind of smart."

"She admits it!" I crowed. "She admits it! Um, incidentally, why were you carrying Katoptris? It's not your knife, it's Piper's."

"So, maybe I took it because I like it. Who cares? We need to figure out how to get back to Camp Half-Blood. Come on, let's explore."

We wandered around pretty aimlessly for a while until we came to a large lake. In the distance, we could see a small island and other types of ground, like moors. But, where we were, the forest touched the edge of the lake.

"I'm not seeing anything familiar, Annabeth," I commented. "In fact, I think we might be on the-,"

I was cut off by a harsh voice demanding, "Who are you, and what are you doing here?"

Annabeth and I whirled around to see a group of four cats standing behind us, fur bristling. I was no expert at reading cat body language, but I was pretty sure these cats were ticked at us.

"Look," I pacified slowly, wishing I could raise my hands in the air, "we don't want any trouble. If you could just point us to…the east coast, I guess, we'll be on our way."

"Your intentions don't particularly matter," the deep golden tom in the lead growled. "Come with us, we must take you to our leader."

"Do we want to meet their leader?" I asked Annabeth out of the corner of my mouth.

"Yes," she muttered back. "We can explain ourselves, and get help."

"Can I say it?" I whispered excitedly. Annabeth rolled her eyes impatiently. "Alright," I continued out loud. "Take me to your leader." I'd always wanted to say that. I certainly felt like enough of an alien most of the time.

As they led us away, I winked at Annabeth, trying to let her know that everything would be okay.

Jayfeather's POV

The ThunderClan camp was peaceful enough. Business was back to usual; the hunting patrols had already gone out and returned laden with greenleaf prey. Lionblaze, Cinderheart, Icewind, and Rainwing had just started a border patrol. But if you looked closely, you could still see the scars left behind by the Dark Forest warriors, and feel the absence of many cats.

There weren't many reasons for Lionblaze, Dovewing, and I to use our powers anymore, so we kind of went back to life as usual. I had been thinking we would maybe get a break, you know, a peaceful greenleaf, but no.

I was out gathering herbs one day, and while I was returning to the camp, I heard angry exclamations in my brother's harsh voice (the one he reserved especially for cats of other Clans and trespassers). "Keep it moving, you filthy, trespassing mouse brains! Bramblestar will be very interested in you."

Icewind chimed in with, "How stupid are you, rouges? Every cat knows that only the Clans live here."

I adjusted my course so I could catch up with Lionblaze's party. I wondered what the loners thought they were doing. It wasn't often a cat was stupid enough to trespass on ThunderClan land.

As I reached out with my mind, I felt six cats, instead of the four that went out. Strange. Usually, when loners were taken in, it was one cat. Hence the term loner. Attempting to find out more about the strangers, I probed deeper.

In their memories, I saw fuzzy visions of hundreds and hundreds of Twolegs, but when I probed deeper, all I could see was white fog. Were they kittypets? But then, why were they in the forest?

I tried to go deeper, to get more information, but a voice in my mind ordered, GET OUT! I stumbled, the power of the voice surprising me as I was jerked out of their minds.

"Lionblaze. How are things on the borders?" I asked, trying to recover.

"All quiet, except for these two featherbrains."

"What's that mean?" I heard a tomcat murmur, supposedly to his companion.

"No idea," a she-cat whispered back.

"I wish I had a phone to record this. Annabeth's admitting that she doesn't know! Oh, this is sweet to my ears!"

My head spun confusedly. The kittypets spoke our language, but they used terms I had never heard before. What was a 'fone'? And what was 're-cord'?

And another thing. Kittypets were always fat and out of shape, but these cats kept up the pace easily. Judging from their physical fitness, they should be loners. But they had so many memories of Twolegs!

Shaking off my confusing thoughts, I searched for an image of the strangers as they were now. Pushing as hard as I could, I saw through one a raven-black tom with eyes the color of the sea. Through the other, I saw a very light gold she-cat with the weirdest eyes! Instead of being amber or blue, or anything like that, they were a deep, intelligent gray. Who were these cats?

When we got back to camp, I turned to Lionblaze. "I'll warn Bramblestar that we have visitors." I spat the final word with contempt. By now, every cat should know not to trespass on Clan land!

I ran lightly up to the leader's cave and poked my head inside. "Bramblestar?"

"Jayfeather," he responded. "You're just the cat I wanted to see. I had a dream from StarClan last night. They bore a new prophecy."

"So soon?" I gasped. "We've only just defeated Dark Forest."

"Yes. But I fear they may rise again."

"Impossible," I insisted. "Tell me the words of the prophecy. I'm sure you're wrong."

"The prophecy came from Firestar. He expressed his sadness that he couldn't be there to help, but…you know." I lowered my head in sadness. Every cat in the camp felt Firestar's absence. "He said, "Wisdom's daughter and the Sea's son will save you from the darkness. Without them, the battle cannot be won." Now you see why I fear a threat from Dark Forest once more."

"Yes…we must find these cats as soon as possible," I mused. "But we can't do it right now. Lionblaze's patrol found intruders on the border."

"Cats from a Clan?" Bramblestar questioned.

"No, outsiders. I think they're kittypets. I…you know…looked into their minds and saw a lot of Twolegs."

"We'll see," Bramblestar admonished. "It could be that they just lived near the Twolegplace."

"I suppose," I responded as I followed Bramblestar out the cave entrance.

By the time I was outside, I could hear many cats assembled in the clearing. They were all muttering uneasily about the strangers.

"ThunderClan can't afford to take them in," I heard Foxstrike tell his companions. "We've only just begun to get over Dark Forest, we don't need more trouble."

Cinderheart protested, "But what if they are good cats? I say ThunderClan should take in anyone who has something to offer to the Clan. The other Clans can call us a collection of kittypets and rogues, but we're stronger than all of them! Take Firestar, for example. Would any cat from any Clan dare call him a cowardly kittypet now?"

I could hear many murmurs of assent, but others remained unconvinced.

"Let all cats old enough to catch their own prey join together beneath the Highledge for a Clan meeting," Bramblestar called out in the traditional summons. Although it was somewhat unnecessary, I thought Bramblestar was wise to proceed according to Clan protocol.

"As I'm sure you've noticed, there are strangers in our camp. They were found inside the border. I know some of you think all outsiders are to be kept away from the Clans, but I believe they should be given a chance." He then turned to the rogues.