Chapter 1

Percy POV

My day was going just fine until my cabin exploded, but I should probably backtrack a little bit.

Hello, I'm Percy Jackson, 15-year-old demigod son of the sea god, Poseidon. My life is a living hell and I would trade anything to have a normal life, and I know what you're thinking.

You're the son of a god? You can command the sea and have control over any creature in a domain that spans +70% of the world? And you're complaining?

I guess it sounds like a blast to be an all-powerful warrior and the son of a divine entity, but believe me it's not all sunshine and rainbows. There are plenty of monsters hiding in plain sight waiting for you to bend down to tie your shoes so they can stick you on a kebab. It's the reason why most demigods don't live to see adulthood. Add on the fact that we have to battle other divine entities and save the world as we know it.

But I digress.

I'm the head counselor of the Poseidon Cabin.

You're probably saying, There's a summer camp for Greek gods? Is that like some kind of cult?

Yes, there is and no, it's not a cult. Camp Half Blood serves as a safe haven for all demigods from the monsters stalking them, and each of us are divided into cabins that represent our parentage. Being the head counselor for 0 fellow demigods may seem like a downer, but it does have its perks. Most notably, being lazy is much easier when there's no one to lead but yourself. That's a big one.

I was headed towards the arena to get some training in when I heard the explosion. I turned around and saw a mushroom cloud balloon into the sky.

"Hey Jackson, that looks like it's your cabin. Why don't you go check it out?" Clarisse snickered as she grabbed a sword from the shed.

"Clarisse, I swear if you have anything to do with this-" she glared at me before I could finish.

"You really think that messing with your crusty cabin is worth my time? Don't flatter yourself," she said before sauntering into the arena.

I ran over to my cabin and groaned. The entire building was leveled except for my toilet. How did a porcelain fixture survive that blast? I decided not to put any thought into it because I kind of didn't want to know.

"Who did this?" I demanded to the slowly growing crowd of demigods. Annabeth suddenly popped her head out of the rubble.

Annabeth is the daughter of Athena, but you'd think she was a daughter of Aphrodite. She had a toned and lean body, blonde curls, and startling gray eyes that seemed to glow with intelligence.

"The Athena Cabin's been tracking the location of an enchanted underground tunnel and it happened to be right under your cabin. I'm really sorry, the Hephaestus cabin agreed to rebuild your cabin in no time, so please don't be mad!" She gave me her best puppy-dog eyes and there was no way I could stay mad at a face like that.

"It's okay, as long as I get my cabin back before tonight. I don't want to be sleeping in a tent," I threw my arm around her and pecked her temple.

Annabeth giggled before composing herself. "Beckendorf will have you covered," she said before leaning into my ear. "Meet me at my cabin in an hour. I need your help."

I raised an eyebrow before nodding. Annabeth gave me a quick kiss on the cheek before running off to her cabin.

I couldn't help but think while I cut down some straw dummies.

What exactly is the Athena Cabin looking for? How did they find out the tunnel was under my cabin? Why wasn't I informed of what they were doing?

I wiped some sweat off my forehead before heading over to Annabeth's cabin. The place was covered with diagrams, maps, and pencils and needless to say it was a nightmare for the eyes. I found Annabeth engrossed in a map as she labelled certain parts of what seemed to be the tunnel she was talking about.

"Hey Wise Girl, I don't want to interrupt all the fun you're having, but can you tell me what's going on?" Annabeth looked up before taking off her glasses and stretching. "Percy, I'm glad you're here. I've just been finalizing our next quest."

"Another quest? Kronos is rising soon and you want to go on a quest? I guess that makes sense since we've had too much of a grace period and I feel like he's up to something."

"I know, but this quest could tip the scales in our favor. After the Battle of the Labyrinth, we lost a ton of demigods and also a lot of weaponry. If we were to go up against Kronos right now, we would be slaughtered," she let out a breath before looking down. "Percy, you remember how Daedalus sacrificed himself to close the entrance to the Labyrinth?"

A few months ago, the inventor Daedalus had killed himself in order to seal the entrance to Camp via the Labyrinth in order to ensure a victory against the endless flood of monsters.

"Of course, but what does that have to do with-" Suddenly, it hit me. "You found another entrance?"

Annabeth nodded. "The Hephaestus Cabin helped design tech that would allow us to scan underground for any enchanted pathways and the one under your cabin leads to Daedalus' workshop."

I scratched my head. "Didn't Daedalus' death collapse the entire thing? Anything useful in there is probably buried under several tons of stone."

Annabeth shook her head. "Daedalus laid an enchantment on his workshop to prevent such a thing from happening. Don't ask me why, but he seems to value his work enough to protect it with his own life."

"How do you know this? He wasn't exactly open about the schematics of his workshop."

Annabeth dug around her desk before bringing out Daedalus' laptop. "When he gave me this, I thought it would be key in helping us build amazing things, but I was wrong." She clicked the keys before pointing at the screen.

"Most of these instructions aren't about building his tech but about how to use it." She clicked a few more keys. "Each of these instructions contains a number, and I couldn't understand what they were because they weren't in numerical order but I realized that once I put them all down on a piece of paper they were coordinates. They lead to a secret entrance to the Labyrinth that only he knew about, I guess in case he needed a separate escape route if his main one was collapsed." Annabeth took a quick breath before shutting off the laptop. "Daedalus didn't mean for us to just build his inventions, but to find his treasure trove filled with all kinds of things. There's no telling what help they could be for us."

I sat down on a pile of textbooks. "So now that you know all this, how are you planning to get all of Daedalus' inventions from his lab to the surface?"

Annabeth looked at me with a gleam in her eye. "We need to first scout out the tunnel and see if the inventions did actually survive and then we're going to have to get what we need. Percy, can you come with me?"

I smiled before giving her a hug. "Of course I will, we'll do this together."

After sleeping in my brand-new cabin courtesy of Beckendorf and his crew, I met Annabeth in the ruins of my old cabin.

"I dug through the broken floor yesterday and I found this," Annabeth said as she lifted a floorboard, revealing a dark hole that seemed endless. "There's a ladder right here that I think leads all the way down."

"Did you talk to Chiron about this? I'm pretty sure he needs to know where we will be for presumably the whole day."

Annabeth smiled and pinched my cheek. "Don't worry, your Wise Girl has it all covered. Now get in the hole." I rolled my eyes before shouldering my bag and beginning the descent downward.

It seemed like hours had passed when I heard Annabeth's sneakers hit solid ground. I breathed a sigh of relief before climbing down next to her. "Do we really have to do that again when we leave?"

Annabeth smirked. "Yes. Grow up, Seaweed Brain, it's just a nice warmup."

I groaned before following her into the tunnel. Unlike the original entrance to the Labyrinth, the walls were merely soil, as if it had been dug but had been neglected to be reinforced.

"Annabeth, how do you know where we're going?"

She held up her wristwatch. "I programmed a tracking chip from Daedalus' laptop into my watch that guides us toward his workshop. Don't worry, I have things all figured out."

After a couple hours of walking, I was beginning to feel something strange in my gut and a tingle on the back of my neck that screamed danger. "Annabeth, I think something's coming." I said, drawing Riptide.

She gave me a sad look. "You're right. Something is coming." Suddenly I felt metal cords encircle my wrists and ankles before I was pinned to the wall.

I struggled to break the bonds but I couldn't even move an inch. Annabeth picked up Riptide and put the cap back on. "Percy, Daedalus' lab is being maintained by telekhines. I tried getting past them with the Athena cabin but there are too many to handle. We struck a deal; they give us unlimited access to the lab but we have to give up something they want as well."

Annabeth leaned close to me with tears in her eyes. "That something is you, Percy. They already loathed Poseidon for replacing them with Cyclops but when one of Poseidon's sons blew up Hephaestus' forge, they thirst for vengeance."

The sound of whiny voices began echoing down the tunnel. "I'm sorry, Percy. I hope you understand that this is for the good of Olympus," she said before starting to back away from me.

I glared at her. "You won't get away with this! The rest of camp will wonder where I went! They'll catch you somehow and you're going to go down!"

Annabeth smiled sadly. "Well, Seaweed Brain, this whole operation was done under the approval of Olympus. The telekhines were put under a binding oath to stay out of the war as long as they got you, and thus a large supplier of the Titan army will no longer be in play. Of course, Poseidon wasn't happy about the deal but even he had to admit that you would prove to be a great bargaining asset. No one will come looking for you."

I felt my blood run cold. "Annabeth, you can't! I love you! Doesn't that mean anything to you?"

"I love you Percy, but my priority is on the survival of Olympus, not our relationship."

Tears began to run down my face as I tried to process what was happening. "Annabeth, what about the prophecy? Thalia can't be the prophecy child now that she's in the Hunt and-" suddenly it dawned on me.

"You're starting to put this together. Nico will be the new demigod to reach 16 against all odds, and since Hades would be an idiot to waste this opportunity in the limelight, he agreed to support the war with the full might of the Underworld. You dying will benefit Olympus tremendously." I felt her lips brush against my forehead. "I'm sorry, Percy. I really am, but we need you to give your life. That is your fatal flaw isn't it?" Annabeth turned her back and began to walk away.

"Annabeth! Come back! ANNABETH!"

Suddenly, a new tunnel opened up beside us and Annabeth stepped into it with no hesitation.

I struggled to free myself but to no avail. The sounds of the telekhines got closer and closer, and I began to feel sweat pouring down my face. I closed my eyes and felt slippery, clawed flippers grasp my shoulders as I was pushed towards my impending death.

This was how it was all going to end. Olympus had once again used me as nothing more than a tool to keep them alive, but this time I didn't stand a chance against the odds.

I don't know how much time passed before I finally opened my eyes and found myself chained to a wall, my arms pinned above my head. Struggling would be useless, especially without any sort of tool.

But when I looked around the cell I was placed in, it was celestial bronze. No powers would work here. Surprisingly, there were no guards around my cell but if I had to guess, they knew that I had no way of escaping.

I saw a telekhine waddle into my cell. His armor shined in the torchlight and the way he held himself made it obvious to me he was the leader. "Finally, after centuries of living in darkness and neglect, we have a son of Poseidon to enact our revenge upon."

I cringed at the sound of his voice. To put it mildly, he sounded like his throat had been run over by a car and torched with a flamethrower. "What are you going to do to me? Kill me? Torture me?" I tried to mask the shakiness of my voice with a layer of confidence, but I'm not sure what good it did.

The telekhine laughed. "Pain is nothing, Percy Jackson. Death would be a blessing for you, judging from the fact you'd probably be granted eternal paradise. Now, why would we do something like that when there are much more fun things we have planned for you?"

I couldn't help but shudder a little. "Do your worst, glorified sea dog."

"I plan to." The telekhine said before some of his minions scuttled in. They began fitting my chest to what looked like a breastplate with a hollow core in the center. "What is this thing?"

"Oh, nothing. Just a little device we invented that will drain you of your godly powers," the telekhine crossed his arms and smirked at my shocked expression.

One of the telekhines flipped a switch on the plate and suddenly I felt as if I drank straight from the Styx. I felt my veins run dry as the machine drained me of all my energy, and I screamed for what felt like an eternity.

When all of a sudden, the pain stopped.

My head dropped to my chest as I felt like my body had been ripped to shreds before being put together with Elmer's glue. The telekhine reached for the core in the breastplate and pulled it free. It glowed an ethereal blue and swirled almost violently.

"The very essence of Poseidon. Do you have any idea what price this could fetch? No matter, you are of no use to me anymore. Take him out."

I closed my eyes and waited for the pain to come when suddenly I felt my hands drop to my sides.

I looked up to see that the telekhines had freed my hands and feet and the cell door was propped open. "Follow that hall. It will lead you to the mortal world. We appreciate your stay with us."

I shakily got my feet under my body and looked forward at the end of the hall as I hobbled out of the cell; heard horrid laughter echoed throughout the tunnels. I felt myself being shoved around and I dropped to the floor in a heap.

"Look at the almighty Perseus Jackson! He can't even walk straight!"

"Child of the Prophecy, my tail!"

"If only Poseidon could see him now!"

They hadn't bothered killing me or torturing me, but they had taken away my very connection to the Greek world. As far as I knew, without godly powers I was the equivalent of a clear-sighted mortal. I didn't even have a weapon since Annabeth was somehow able to keep it from returning back to my pocket.

Suddenly, a light flickered in the distance. I had no will left, but the instinct for survival within me kept my feet moving. I finally reached the end and collapsed into a heap. I had never felt so tired in my life, not when I travelled in an illegal animal truck to Las Vegas nor when I held up the sky before the winter solstice.

This is what rock bottom feels like. Hard, rough, sharp…

I suddenly looked around. I was lying down on a bed of rocks. I could hear a river to my right and there was a dense forest in front of me.

Just out of curiosity, I dragged myself to the river before dipping my hand in. I didn't feel the usual burst of energy and power I always felt when entering a body of water, so the telekhine hadn't been exaggerating about what had occurred.

Suddenly, I heard a loud rumble from behind me. I turned only to find that the tunnel I had walked out of had disappeared back into the rock of the mountain.

"Great, not only am I stuck without powers or weapons, I'm lost in some gods-forsaken forest with no idea where I am. What else could possibly go wrong?" I said before cringing and covering my mouth. The Fates always seemed to redeem any opportunity to make my life a living hell, and I looked around to see nothing had changed.

"Huh, I guess taking away my powers took me off the Fates' sight. That's a plus."

Suddenly I heard a growl behind me. I whirled around to find a pack of very large wolves glaring at me across the river. "Spoke too soon." I said before looking around the ground and retrieving a sharp shard of rock. "Come at me, you bastards."

"Well, well, well. Look what we have here." A black wolf larger than the rest padded in front of the pack before morphing into a haggard-looking man with wolf pelts around his shoulders.

"Uh, I'm guessing you're a werewolf of some kind, but to be honest I don't really know of any werewolves in Greek mythology, so you are?" I trailed off, trying to figure out who this was.

"Insolent brat, I am Lycaon, king of the werewolves." The man growled before a fanged smile appeared on his face. "You appear to be the legendary Percy Jackson and yet I smell no godly scent on you. You are defenseless, half-breed."

"Does that mean you'll leave me alone since I'm not a from your world anymore."

Lycaon sneered. "You are more idiotic than I anticipated. Your skin will decorate my shoulders after I feast on your entrails!"

I felt my body gain some energy back and I felt a little bit of relief. "That's a little barbaric, man. Look, I have no weapons and no powers, so I'm sure killing me will be a cinch." I said before tossing away the rock I was holding. "How about instead we do a little hand to hand combat? No help from your pack, if I win you leave me alone, if I lose you can do whatever R-rated, Silence of the Lambs shit you want to me."

The werewolf king barked out a laugh. "You are as funny as you are stupid. Pray tell, why would I give you that kind of an opportunity when I can just order my werewolves to slay you?"

I crossed my arms. "So you're a pussy."

Lycaon snarled before brushing the pelts off his shoulders. "I am no cat, insolent boy. I am a wolf, and you shall experience the true meaning of pain."

I felt my body return to its full strength. Even without my godly powers, my years of training left my body in good enough condition. I cracked my knuckles and grinned. "I'm about to house train you the Jackson way, flea-bitten beta."

The werewolf howled before leaping across the river. I backed up as he landed right where I had been standing, managing to keep on my feet.

He bounded towards me on all fours before throwing a punch. I moved my head to the side and hammered him in the stomach. Lycaon recovered quickly and unsheathed his claws before ripping a deep gash across my chest. I fell to one knee as blood pumped out of the wound.

Lycaon sent a hard kick into my chest, sending me flying back into a tree.

I groaned and opened my eyes to see the werewolf lunging at me again. I rolled away just as his claws punctured the bark where my head was seconds before. He growled as he ripped his hand out of the tree. "Face it Jackson, you are nothing without your powers. Absolutely nothing. Surrender yourself to me now and I will make sure to end you quickly."

I grimaced and wiped some blood out of my mouth. "I'm not surrendering anything to you." I said before feigning a hook to his left and throwing a hard right.

Lycaon's head snapped back before I grabbed his shoulders and kneed him as hard as I could in the stomach. He fell to his knees and I quickly put him into a headlock.

But I instantly felt blazing pain as Lycaon dug his claws into my forearm. I dropped the headlock as he grabbed my shoulders and head-butted me, instantly breaking my nose. I fell to the ground in pain and he kicked my face, leaving me sprawled on the rocks. My eyes could barely open as I heard the howls of victory from Lycaon's minions, blood rushing down the front of my face.

Lycaon grabbed the front of my shirt and gave me a toothy grin. "Not bad, but still not even a challenge. Goodbye, Perseus Jackson."

He raised his clawed hand and I closed my eyes, waiting to be embraced by the darkness when suddenly I felt Lycaon drop me to the ground.

The werewolf king howled in pain before I heard a small poof, the sound of a monster disintegrating into dust. I could hear the other wolves howling in fury before the sound of running paws faded into the distance.

I opened my eyes and saw a white-colored wolf, almost as large as Lycaon. Its obsidian-black eyes locked with mine.

"Y-You saved m-"

Suddenly the wolf lowered its head and bit my arm. I let out a sharp gasp as I felt its teeth dig into my body, but strangely I felt some restraint behind it, almost like the way a nurse gives a flu shot. I could vaguely tell the wolf had shrunk down to a more human-like form.

"Rest, Percy. I will keep you safe. It's me, Zoe Nightshade." The girl whispered just before I fell unconscious.

Hello everyone, this is a story called "The Werewolf Curse" that I adopted from "here2stxy" a week or so ago. IF you don't believe me or want confirmation, just message him and he will tell you so. IF you're wondering why it took me so long to post this, my entire apartment complex's wifi was completely severed in a "package drop" or that's what the people in charge told us.

As always, leave a review, follow/fav if you like it and stick around cause I'm really excited for this story. Also props to "here2stxy" for giving me permission to adopt the story