Hey. This is my first time writing something, but I'll try my best. This will most likely be a one-shot unless I get overwhelming responses to it, then maybe I'll decide on continuing the story. Anyways, this story was inspired by FoxyAtTheCorner's work, "the manager". An interesting view of Kaneki from someone who doesn't know him and reveals enough info to get readers interested, but not making it overly "wordy". I'm hoping the story will continue, but for now it seems like a one-shot. All this being said, I don't mind criticism, whether rude or otherwise as it will most probably help me improve my writing skills. Note that this probably won't follow canon as I have not read PJO for quite some time. Apologies if the characters seem weird. My writing style is odd. Rated T for now, may change to M.

Legal disclaimer(Just in case): I do not own Tokyo Ghoul or Percy Jackson and the Olympians. If I did, I'd be rich.

She cried out in pain as the hulking beast wrapped an arm around her neck and lifted her in the air. Dimly, she could here Percy yelling in the background, pleading for someone, anyone to help his mom. It wouldn't matter, a few seconds of squeezing would be more than enough force to crush her neck like a tin can. Sally Jackson could only hope that the satyr(Grover? He seemed nice) would help her son to safety before the Minotaur went after him as well. Of course, he would only be safe for a short period of time for the gods were angry(Zeus and Poseidon were going to start another fight. Joy.) and he would have to undertake a quest like the heroes of legend he loved hearing so much about. Nevertheless, it would make her significantly more at ease if the last thing she would see of the living world before she departed for the Underworld was Percy, completely fine and not watching her die(gruesomely most likely).

She wheezed for breath and made a futile attempt at prying apart the beast's iron grip, only managing to enrage it further and tighten said grip around her neck. Her feeble struggles stopped as the cutting off of her oxygen supply was starting to make her see spots. Sally absentmindedly wondered why the beast wasn't finishing her off immediately and going for her son(not that she was complaining) as her eyes fluttered shut, body going limp in the Minotaur's grip.

I'm sorry I won't be there for you Percy. Sally thought with a sad smile, a tear slowly making its way down her cheek as she waited for the end.

...

Why wasn't the beast killing her? The pressure on her neck had... decreased?

Eyes flying open, hoping to see some miracle instead of the Minotaur drawing back for the final strike and was rather surprised by the scene unfolding in front of her. Yes, the Minotaur had cocked back a fist to punch her square in the face(Sally shuddered at the imagery of her head flying off her shoulders), but had froze in its place and was currently staring at something behind Sally. Releasing its grip fully and dropping Sally on the ground, the Minotaur let out a bellow that sounded both angry and frightened before rushing at what had attracted its attention. Whipping her head backwards and hoping Percy hadn't done something incredibly stupid, she was surprised by what she saw. Dressed professionally in a white trench coat with black outlines along the seams, wearing glasses and clutching a briefcase gently in his left hand was...

"Kaneki, what are you doing?" Sally shouted in both bafflement and horror, her manager casting an incredulous look at her before refocusing on the Minotaur barreling towards him. She knew Ken Kaneki was a special person(Being so young and the manager of his own coffee shop merely emphasized that), but he was still a mortal. A mortal that couldn't perceive monsters. He probably saw the monster as an irate animal(not much of a difference there) or a random drunk person. She didn't think her manager would be dragged into this mess as well, didn't think she could handle seeing those two emotion-filled eyes glaze over as he died, didn't think she could live(or die) knowing he was dead because of her... Sally reached towards Kaneki, hand extended as if she could make it in time to shield him from the attack that was sure to kill him immediately as her mind screamed for him to run. She watched his usually kind eyes harden and crystallize and suddenly realized that something was very, very wrong. The only time Sally had seen her gentle manager like this, he had been dealing with a particularly stupid customer.

"Don't you realize who I am! I could ruin your life! Ruin your business and drive you into debt! Who are you to defy me!" the pudgy man yelled at Kaneki, jabbing a finger into Kaneki's chest as he did so, face turning red with anger. Taking a deep gulp of air, the pig berated Kaneki yet again.

"My business isn't with you. That girl spilled coffee all over my suit! She did it on purpose, I'll get rid of her for you!" The overweight man reached for the young waitress currently hiding behind Kaneki with fat fingers and finally paused when slender fingers shot up quickly to grasp the hand. Sally, who was standing at a side and resisting the urge to smack the idiot in the face, finally felt her intent washing away as her gentle, kind-hearted manager didn't look so doe-eyed anymore. His grey eyes, full of life and emotion, had frozen over and narrowed and his grip tightened on the man's hand. The man, seemingly realizing his mistake in antagonizing Kaneki, made to rip his hand from Kaneki's grip and proceeded to tug frantically as the iron grip never let up. Finally looking into Kaneki's eyes, Sally could see cold sweat dripping from the man's forehead as Kaneki's other hand twitched, thumb pushing down savagely on his finger and a chilling crack resonated through the suddenly quiet shop. Sally took a step back instinctively. Fingers didn't make such noises... right?

"Please do not disturb the peace. Whatever concerns you have, I'll settle them later." Kaneki whispered, the man starting to whimper in pain as the pressure on his wrist skyrocketed. Finally releasing him, Kaneki pushed the man towards the door and turned around to check on the frightened waitress. The pudgy man opened his mouth, than closed it and ran out of the shop.

After that day, Sally was more cautious around her manager. It seemed as if he had secrets buried beneath his polite facade. More than once after that, she would see his fingers twitch almost unconsciously. Mouth forming words that were never spoken, eyes gazing at people she couldn't see. It made her curious, made her want to know more about her unique manager. Ken Kaneki, barely in his twenties yet he held himself like a veteran of battle.

As she glanced back at the Minotaur and Kaneki, she found, oddly, that she wasn't as concerned anymore. As the Minotaur finally reached the still form of her manager, he blurred.

Suddenly appearing behind the Minotaur, he kicked towards its back and was rewarded by a satisfying crunch of the beast's spine giving way beneath his foot. Dropping softly to the ground as the Minotaur did the same(albeit in a more painful way), Kaneki stepped forward and drove his heel into the Minotaur's skull. Before the monster could even cry out in pain, it stilled and dissolved into golden dust. Dusting himself off, he walked towards Sally's prone form and extended a hand to help her up. An awkward silence stretched when Sally merely stared at the hand, as if shell-shocked by how efficiently he had dealt with the Minotaur. Sighing with exasperation, Kaneki grabbed her arm and pulled her to her feet with a surprising amount of force. Immediately, she cried out in pain as her ankle burned. Concerned, Kaneki quickly set her down again before asking her a few questions.

"Jackson-san, are you alright? Where are you hurt?"

"It's Sally manager and my ankle seems to be broken... How did you defeat a Minotaur?"

"Minotaur? Isn't that Greek?"

"The monster you just killed."

"... Let's just say I know my way in a fight. Let's go before more show up." Unceremoniously, Kaneki picked up Sally(she would later deny squeaking) and shouldered her. Grunting slightly, he walked over to Percy(Who had been trying to process everything) and extended a hand like he had earlier. This time, Percy hurriedly stood up and opened his mouth as if to ask questions when Kaneki placed a finger to his lips in a "silence" gesture. Percy rolled his eyes, but obeyed nevertheless, only stopping to grab Grover before Kaneki made a noise of irritation and lifted the satyr with his free hand. Eyes widening, Percy looked at his mom as if to say, "Is this guy for real?" and Sally shot a glare back. Percy shrugged and the three of them plus one unconscious satyr made their way up to Camp Half-blood. Naturally, only Sally knew the address and name, thus she was the one telling Kaneki which way to go(Despite there only being one hill). As they made their way up, a male wheeled by a girl around Percy's age came down to greet them(She faintly heard Percy say "Mr Brunner"). With a look of urgency in his eyes, the man waved for them to follow him back up into the camp. As they reached the borders, Percy and Grover passed through while Kaneki grunted as if having came in contact with an invisible force.

"Of course. I, Chiron, grant you two permission to enter." the male said bemusedly and Kaneki carried Sally in before freezing. Gently lowering her to the ground, he stepped back outside the camp borders, oblivious to the shouts of alarm from the girl, Chiron, Percy and Sally herself.

"The camp borders will hold the monsters back but going out there is suicide! Don't do this young man!" Chiron called out worriedly before stiffening as Kaneki turned his head back to look him in the eyes. Like earlier, his dull grey eyes had brightened to a silver and seemed to be blazing. Without a word, he looked back forward as various monster hordes appeared from nowhere, Hellhounds from shadow, harpies from the air, skeletons from the earth... As the four of them watched in horror(Accompanied by some campers who had noticed the commotion), they saw Kaneki set down his briefcase gently before opening it. To their astonishment, a sword that seemed to be alive and pulsing was pulled from it and Kaneki wielded it nimbly, almost like a fencer. As the monster hordes crashed towards him, Sally could hear the cacophony of noise behind her as the campers and Chiron furiously armed themselves to try and assist Kaneki and drag him to safety.

Only one thing stood out though. It wasn't the noise behind her. It was coming from Kaneki.

A sharp and sickening crack, just like that day.

And as the first of the monsters reached him, Sally could feel him smiling.

Welp, that's all I have. I'm new to this fanfic stuff, so please help me point out errors. It seems a bit awkward as I'm currently writing in third-person, but it'll get better if I continue writing this fic. Anyways, review, comment and pm me if you want.