01/03/2011 20:30:41

Yay! Another solo for Psycho! I don't think Princess has read PJO or MR, let alone written a fanfiction for either of them. These things are fun to write though, and I'm going to see how many I can get started before I start updating, because I have about 10 more I could post if I wanted.

Anyway, disclaimer! I don't own either Maximum Ride or Percy Jackson, but these are so fun to write, and I'm going to keep writing regardless of wether I do own them or not.

I flew blindly through the rain, tears obscuring my vision. I didn't really care where I was going; I just wanted to get as far away from Arizona as possible, where so many painful memories were. However hard I tried to not remember it, it always came back.

We were at my mom's house again, taking a break from saving the world. On the way there, Fang and I were talking about my Voice and who we think it is when it's not Jeb, as it told me that it wasn't always him, so we were debating who it was the other half of the time. We came up the theory that it was most likely one of the other scientist that worked for the school or Itex.

Later that night, I was in my room when Fang came in and told me the news. The rest of the Flock was worried that my Voice was going to lead us into a trap, and seeing as I always listened to it, they were going to leave me to protect themselves. They left that morning, right as the sun rose. I didn't try to stop them, I was to shell shocked to do anything except sit on my bed and stare at the wall that was opposite me.

Mom came in about a hour later to ask me why I didn't leave with the rest of the Flock. "They didn't want me to come." I told her. "They think my Voice is going to lead them into a trap, so they left." I continued in a whisper. She hugged me close and told me she'd make me some cookies to cheer me up. I came down into the kitchen when they were ready.

Mom had filled Ella in on what had happened so she wouldn't ask. They where both very understanding and compassionate the whole time, but after a while that wore off and they were both furious at the Flock for doing that to me. I stayed there for a few days, but after a while it was too painful being there with all the memories.

I told mom and Ella good-bye, and left my last connection with the Flock. I felt absolutely horrible leaving mom and Ella, but maybe I would come back once it wasn't so painful. I started crying and kicked into overdrive about fifteen minutes in the air. I closed my eyes and let my tears flow. I kept going until I was out of tears. I don't think I had ever cried so much. After a while my wings were getting tired, but I wasn't ready to stop. I landed in a thick forest and continued on the ground.

I hadn't been walking for long before I herd a noise and looked up to see I had a face full of swords and other various weapons. I looked at the owners of these weapons with wide eyes that were red from crying.

I looked at the owner of the sword closest to me, and noticed how much he looked like Fang; except for his eyes they were sea green. That was the last thing I saw before I made a sound that sounded like, "meep," and passed out from exhaustion.

I slowly fought my way awake, I was still exhausted, but I was in a strange new place, and I didn't know if the people here were friendly or not. I thought back to last night, and how I got a face full of swords from these people, so they're most likely not at all friendly. I opened my eyes and sprang up from where I was laying and stood in a fighting position.

I looked around the room and was surprised to see no one attacking me, I saw a girl sitting next to the bed across from me. She looked up from a book full of odd symbols to look at me. She had long blond hair with gray streaks in them and storm gray eyes to mach the highlights in her hair.

Oh, good you're awake." She said.

The first thing out of my mouth was a stream of Questions. "Who are you? Where am I? What state am I in? Am I even in America still? How did I end up here? Who were those people pointing swords at me? Where are they? Why where they pointing swords at me?" I was so full of questions I let them all out in one breath and was gasping for air as she answered.

"My name is Annabeth, and you are at a camp in Long Island Sound New York." I noticed how she didn't answer all of my questions. Is this how Nudge feels when she talks? Nudge. The reason I was even here in the first place came crashing down on me. The sudden memory came so fast that I just collapsed in a pile of tears. Annabeth ran over to me and put her arm around me. I was afraid to show such weakness in front of a possible enemy, but I was in such a state right now that I really didn't care.

Just then the door opened and someone walked in. Oh great, more people. The person ran into the room and stopped in front of Annabeth and me. "Annabeth, what happened?" he asked. "I heard crying and ran right over." She looked over at the person in the doorway and away from me. I looked up at the person with blurry vision, but I could swear it was the Fang look a like from last night. The thought of Fang made me cry even harder. This was all his fault anyway. I didn't even know if the rest of the Flock agreed with him, or if he did something to convince them to come with him.

I looked back up at the girl with her arms on my shoulder, who was looking at the guy in the doorway. "There's nothing wrong Percy," She told him. At least I knew his name now. "Our guest from the night before woke up, asked me a bunch of questions, then started crying, you came in and she started crying harder."

She turned back to comfort me, but I had stopped crying. The night before, that means I had been asleep for at least two days, and Annabeth told me I was in New York, when I left I was in Arizona, I had flown across the U.S in who knows how many hours. Annabeth noticed I had stopped crying and stood up, the guy from before-Percy; I herd Annabeth call him-walked over to stand by her. I stood up and sat down on the bed while I wiped my eyes.

Annabeth came to sit down next to me and put her arm around me. "Can we ask you a few questions?" Annabeth asked me.

"Sure" I told her.

"Annabeth, maybe we should get Chiron before we start asking questions." Percy told her.

I didn't know who this Chiron person was, but he was probably the man in charge. Annabeth nodded her head and Percy left the room. When he came back there was a man in a wheel chair following him.

The man in the chair wheeled himself over to my bed. "Hello miss. My name is Chiron I am the camp director. Can I ask you your name?"

So the dude in charge was in a wheel chair. I'm in a camp? I remembered two nights ago, when I walked into the forest that surrounds this camp and got a face full of swords. What kind of camp is this?

"Max, my name is Max." I told him.

"Well, Max, can I ask you how you got here?" he asked.

I don't want to give away my wings yet. "Well, I was walking through the trees, then I heard this noise, and I looked up to see swords pointed at my face." I told him. I didn't tell him everything, but I at least told him some of what happened.

Percy spoke up after I gave my answer. "Chiron, didn't you say only demigods can enter the camp?" He asked him.

Chiron nodded. "That means we have a new camper." He said.

"Wait, new camper? And what's a Demigod?" I said, confused.

Chiron sighed. "Max, it would be better to show you than just explain." He started to stand up.

"Whoa grandpa, I'm not responsible if you fall and die," I said seriously. Annabeth frowned, but Chiron didn't seam to mind.

Instead of falling and dying he was growing. Oh my gosh that guy was a horse!

A.N Well? I haven't read Percy Jackson in forever, and I don't have the books, so I'm apologizing in advance if I get something wrong. Man this was short! Hopefully I will get something longer for you guys next time.

Writing angst is hard and depressing! I'm going to have to go read a crack-fiction or something before I start cutting myself.

R&R? Please? For a new fanfiction author?