Love. Be Afraid

By Total_Chaos13

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(PJO/TW) | Percy Jackson and Teen Wolf Crossover| On the last day of winter break, two best friends search th... More

Disclaimer and Cast
Prologue
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Five (Part 2)
Chapter 6
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twleve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty- Two
Chapter Twenty- Three
Chapter Twenty- Four
Chapter Twenty-Five
Sneak Peak
Sequel

Chapter One

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Stiles sighed as he turned off the TV, tomorrow morning was school and he wasn't looking forward to it. Winter Break had been a great time off, except for the usual mild California winters, this one was actually causing Stiles to wear a jacket around town. But he wasn't ready to go back to school, nor his Chemistry teacher Mr. Harris.
"Just another five months of being ignored by Lydia," he grumbled to himself. Letting out an unneeded groan he forced himself to his feet and up towards his room. As Stiles was about to go up the stairs the house was hit by a furious blow of ringing phones.
Stiles quickly made his way over to the nearest phone which was located back in the living room, but by the time he got there the ringing had stopped. Confused Stiles glanced over towards his dad's office noticing the Sheriff was indeed on the phone.

Looking back towards the phone, and then his father Stiles snatched the phone and pressed the answer button, before shoving it up towards his ear.

"You're telling me a jogger found a body in the woods?" The sheriff asked.
"Yes sir, but the odd thing is.... sir he only found half."
"Half?" The sheriff asked shocked.
"Yes sir, were calling in every available unit, and even state police."
"Ok, give me ten minutes and I'll be there."
Stiles eyes almost bulged from his sockets as a small smile spread across his face. Without leaving a moment to spare Stiles carefully set the phone down and ran up into his room, quickly spamming his best friend Scott McCall with messages.

Meanwhile, Scott wasn't paying any attention to his phone, as the boy was busy tying his net into his brand new lacrosse stick. He had worked hard over winter break to get some knew lacrosse gear for preparation for the new season. Scott didn't care that freshman year he sat bench, only getting in when the team was winning a lot with a few minutes left. He had a goal, and that was to make first line, and make a name for himself.

He grabbed a lacrosse ball from his bedside table and tossed it in the net forcefully, before taking it out and punching the net a few times. Once satisfied it would hold, he set it down and walked over to his bathroom doorframe. He took a deep breath and jumped up, and did ten pull-ups before hoping back down to brush his teeth.

While he brushed, his thoughts went towards lacrosse again and how he was going to make first line. He knew it would be hard, as Beacon Hills High School was known for lacrosse. Two time state champions, and a slightly insane coach. He knew his only problem would be his asthma, which was quite severe. But Scott was confident that as long as he had his inhaler he would be perfectly fine.

As he spit out the minty fresh paste, rinsed off his toothbrush and face, a loud noise startled him. Turning around he looked out his window where he heard the thumping noise once again. Gulping the teenage boy rushed towards his closet, slipping on a shirt and hoodie. He grabbed his moms baseball bat, and jammed his feet in his shoes before rushing outside.

The cool winter air hit him suddenly, chilling his former warm self to the bone. Shivering Scott silently crept on the porch of his house preparing to swing at any predators coming his way.

"This is why I need a dog," Scott mumbled,
Feeling that if he had a furry companion, his nights spent alone at the house would be much safer.

Suddenly and unexpectedly a figure came falling down from above him, Scott let out a scream, and so did the attacker. Before Scott could swing the bat at the predator he noticed who it was and sighed angrily.
"STILES WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!"
"You weren't answering your phone!" Stiles exclaimed before realizing the object in his bestfriends hand, " Why do you have a bat?"
"I thought you were a predator!" Scott exclaimed.

"A pred- ah what!?" Stiles exclaimed annoyed before quickly getting to the task at hand, " Listen  I know it's late but you gotta here this.  I saw my dad leave twenty minutes ago dispatch call they're bringing in every officer from beacon department and even state police!"

Scott narrowed his eyes in confusion as he stared at his upside down friend, " For what?"
"Two joggers found a body in the woods!" Stiles responded excitedly before quickly pulling himself up, and dropping to the ground with ease.
"A dead body?" Scott exclaimed in awe, Beacon Hills was a remotely quiet town. The worst thing that had ever happened here was the Hale fire tragedy. Which killed almost the whole family except for a few who were extremely lucky.

Stiles rolled his eyes at his friend before sarcastically replying," No a body of water." Seeing the annoyed expression on Scotts face he quickly followed up with, " Yes dumbass a dead body!" He then jumped up onto the porch to stand across from Scott.

"You mean like murder?" Scott asked.
"Nobody knows, only that she's probably a girl."
"Hold up, if they already found the body what are they looking for?"
Stiles eyes lit up at the question and a sudden fear erupted in Scott knowing he was going to regret asking that.
"That's the best part! They only found half," Stiles exclaimed, smirking at dumbfounded expression on Scotts face, " Were going!"

On the drive over to the Beacon Hills Reserve, a light rain started to fall. But once Stiles jeep lights fell onto the sign, Scott had this feeling that they shouldn't be out here.
"Are we seriously doing this?" He asked his friend. Stiles rolled his eyes and hopped out of his jeep and started walking out into the woods.
Turning the flashlight on, he turned back towards Scott and replied, " You're the one bitching nothing ever happens in this town."

Scott scoffed as he trudged after his friend, " That's because nothing ever does happen in this town!" He exclaimed, " And besides I was trying to get a good nights sleep before tryouts tomorrow."

Stiles laughed lightly and shook his head.
"Yes because sitting on the bench is such a grueling effort."
"No, I'm playing  this year! In fact I'm making first line," Scott proclaimed proudly, only receiving a scoff in response.
"That's the spirit!" Stiles exclaimed cheerfully," Even if it's pathetically unrealistic."

Sighing knowing he couldn't change Stiles mind about it, Scott decided to change the subject.
"So which part of the body are we looking for?"

Stiles stopped in front of a hill silently cursing himself.
"Uh, I didn't quite think of that."
"And what if whoever killed the person is still out here with us?"
"Again didn't think of that."
Scott laughed, "Good to know you used your usual amount of planning on this one!"

As the two boys climbed up the steep hill, Stiles noticed his friend was starting to struggle. Looking back he saw Scott wheezing and leaning up against a tree.
"Maybe we should let the severe asthmatic hold the flashlight?" He asked pulling his inhaler out of his pocket.

Stiles slid down the hill slightly towards his friend.
"You good? Need to rest a bit?" He asked with a small smile. Scott nodded thankfully as he used his inhaler. After a minute Scotts breathing returned back to normal, and they proceeded to climb up the hill, where they were met by a men, dogs, and flashlights.

Acting fast Stiles quickly shut his own light out, and turned back towards his friend. He motioned for Scott to go back down. They stumbled down the hill as silently as they could. Once at the bottom Stiles nudged Scott and motioned for him to follow him down sways.
"What was it?" Scott whispered wondering why Stiles was suddenly so tense.
"The cops," Stiles whispered back, " I think if we go up the hill a little further down we will be alright."

Nodding in agreement the two boys walked through the woods for about seven minutes, before finally climbing up the hill. Helping his friend up, Stiles went to turn his flashlight back on only to see deer running his way.

Yelping Stiles jumped out of the way, the flashlight slipping from his grasp. But Scott wasn't as lucky, he fell to the ground in fear as deer seemingly ran over him, somehow never stomping down on his body. Though his hand was hit by a leg, sending his inhaler flying into the abyss of the woods.
What was merely seconds felt like hours to Scott before the deer stopped coming.

"What the hell!" Scott exclaimed as he rose up annoyed, " Stiles, grab the flashlight I lost my inhaler!"

Stiles sighed as he rose from the ground, he picked the flashlight up. Though once he did, it lit up the tree stump next to the two boys, where a lifeless, top half of the body was staring back at them.

Screaming in terror the boys ran into eachother before stumbling down the hill. Scott hit his back on a tree, causing him to tumble down the hill in a fury. Stiles slid down a patch of leaves  only scratching his palms on twigs.
They both laid on the ground staring at the glow of Stiles flashlight.
"This was a terrible idea!"Scott exclaimed feeling nauseous at the sight of the bloodied body.

"You know, I'm going to have to agree with you on that one," Stiles informed Scott trying to hold in the vomit. He had just seen guts splattered everywhere and it was not leaving a pleasant feeling in his gut.

Groaning as he got up Stiles picked up his flashlight, pointing it around the woods he narrowed his eyes. Two red eyes seemed to be staring right at him. He closed his eyes and shook his head, when he opened the again the red eyes were gone.

"Let's get out of here, I'm starting to go crazy," Stiles said turning towards Scott, who was busy staring off into the woods.
"Scott?"

Scott glanced towards his friend, allowing Stiles to notice how pale he had become.
"Stiles please tell me you see that?" Scott exclaimed pointing off into the woods. Stiles eyes followed to where Scott was pointing and was met by two red glowing eyes.

"What the hell?" Stiles murmured to himself taking a step forward. Shining his flashlight by the eyes, Stiles suddenly couldn't breath, a large animal figure was attached to the eyes.
Without warning the animal sprinted forwards, leaping through the air. Petrified with fear Scott didn't move, but watched as the beast jumped over his friend.

His legs finally working, only allowed Scott to stumble backwards and trip over a tree root. He desperately tried to rise back up and run but the animal was to fast, sinking his teeth into Scotts side.

He screamed in pain, and brought his fist down on the animals head multiple times before it let go. Scott scrambled up, and started to run away before he remembered Stiles. Grabbing onto a tree  he turned to see his friend with a tree branch in hand.

"STILES RUN!" Scott screamed.

Stiles though was more concentrated with the four legged monster currently stalking Stiles like he was his dinner. Suddenly the animal pounced, Stiles  managed to dodge the attack by sliding out of the way. He then went to smack the animal across the face with his branch, but the animal moved with reflexes Stiles couldn't imagine. He swung at air causing his momentum to fling him forwards. Stiles stumbled and fell to the ground. Turning around he saw the beast stalking him, and when it looked as if it were going to pounce, everything went in slow motion for Stiles. His hand outstretched, he screamed in fear.

As if it were luck, or Stiles fear making him see crazy things. Water from the rain that had covered the ground shot up from the ground and hit the beast off of him. The beast was thrown backwards a few feat, allowing Stiles to scramble to his feet grabbing another twig. This time much thicker and heavier than the broken one.

The beast red eyes stared into the boys hazel ones, except the beast head tilted slightly as if it were confused about the boy. Scott was struck with fear, staring at his best friend fearful for his life. But as he looked at Stiles, he could of sworn for just a second, his eyes flashed from hazel to ocean blue. But just as quick as Scott imagined Stiles eyes changing colors, the beast took off into the forest leaving the two teenage friends alone.

"Oh thank God," Stiles exclaimed his voice shaky. Scott sprinted over towards his friend, and slid to the ground next to him.

"What the hell was that thing?" Scott exclaimed looking around in fear of the monsters return.
Stiles shrugged helplessly, before rising to the ground,his body feeling like gelatin.
"I vote we get the hell out of here!" Stiles said light heartedly.
"Agreed."

The two teenage boys then started on there journey to exit the woods, but they weren't alone. As a figure was watching them every step of the way.
They disappeared out of view, and the man kneeled down where the buzz cut kid had laid near moments before. His sea green eyes were narrowed in frustration and confusion. What he just saw was impossible, but then again Percy Jackson had seen impossible, hell he lived it. But maybe just maybe he had found who he was looking for in Beacon Hills.

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