Yeah, I know you're probably mad at me for starting a third story, but in my defense when I get an idea I have to write down, no matter how stupid it is, or how mad it makes you guys. Oh yeah, btw I have ch.3 of The Guardian of the Hunt done, but I left my flash drive in my locker at school, so as soon as I get it back, I will update it. I have been reading a lot of Maximum ride/Percy Jackson fanfics lately, and I've only seen a couple good ones that have been updated this year, the rest are on Hiatus, or discontinued. So, here goes nothing. Oh yeah, by the way I'm really excited, so I have to tell you guys this, I am going to suit up with my schools varsity football team on Friday, and I will be the first freshman since the 60's to do so. My friend Alex is going to do so also. So wish us luck with that, Now to the story. It will be from Percy's POV unless I say otherwise. Also plese read my other two stories, I would really appreciate it.
-A
DISCLAIMER: I DON"T OWN PERCY JACKSON OR MAXIMUM RIDE
Chapter 1
"Annabeth, Wait for me!" I yelled. I had just gave Annabeth a present for our anniversary. I got us two tickets to Greece. Your probably wondering how I'm allowed to go on a plane without Zeus smiting me, well after the giant war, Zeus gave me his permission to go into his domain whenever I wanted to. Our flight doesn't leave for two weeks, but Annabeth was already running back to Camp Olympus. Oh yeah, I should probably explain, after the war with Gaia, the camps have worked so well together that we decided to combine the two camps into one.
Anyways, back to the present. Annabeth had been so excited about going to Greece, that she had decided to sprint the 30 miles to camp, instead of taking a taxi like a normal sane person. Then again, we were demigods. We aren't normal, much less sane.
I finally caught up with Annabeth on the 20th mile because she had fell after stepping in a hole in the ground and rolling her ankle. I walked over to help her up, but as soon as I picked her up, she got a horrified look on her face and slowly put her hands above her head.
When I turned around, I saw a man who was about 6ft. 8, had lots of facial hair, and was ripped. And when I say ripped, I mean fuckin' ripped, he had to be on 'roids. I noticed he had a gun pointed at us.
I decided that I needed to gain control of this situation, and fast. "Hey man, let's just calm down, we don't want something to happen that we'll all regret. Just put the gun down, and we can talk this out." I said, trying to sound less panicked then I really was. The guy just laughed, then with lightning fast speed he grabbed Annabeth and put the gun to her head.
"You are going to give me what I want or blondie here gets it" the man said. "What do you want" I asked, fear building up in side of me, because when I asked this the man gave me a sadistic grin. "I want you" he replied. Now, usually if someone said this I would've either ran or I would've fought them, but I couldn't risk anything happening to Annabeth.
"Ok," I sighed "I'll come with you as long as you let her go." He smiled, he threw Annabeth to the side, then he grabbed me and hit me on the head with the back of the steel. The lat thing I remembered before passing out was a bullet piercing Annabeth's heart, and her mouthing her last words to me. 'Percy, Move on'
Max POV
So, here I am again, just another Avian-American stuck in a dog crate. Again. You're probably wondering how I got myself into this situation so let me tell you. As it turns out, I was right about how we shouldn't trust Dylan. You see, we ha just set up camp for the night, when Dylan attacked us. It came out of the blue, one minute he was eating, the next he had a knife to Angels neck.
He threatened to kill her unless we got on the ground. So, not wanting to get Angel killed, we obeyed him, and we were brought to the school by a group of erasers. So, here we are again I thought bitterly.
Percy POV
When I woke up, I was on an operating table in a bright white room. At first, I couldn't remember how I got there, but then I remembered the events of last night. Tears stung my eyes as I thought of Annabeth's death and her last words to me.
No matter how much I wanted her back, I promised to myself right then and there, that I would honor her dying wish. Then, I tried to wipe away my tears, but I realized that my arms were strapped down.
There was a girl in the bed next to me. She was tall, and skinny. She looked to be around my age, and she had lean muscles, like that of a swimmer. She had long blondish hair, that looked ruffled up. She caught me looking and said "Listen kid, we don't have much time, so were gonna need to work together to escape" I was about to ask her how we were supposed to do that, when a scientist came in, put me on a gurney, and pushed me into another room. I couldn't help but notice the look of pity she was giving me as I was being whisked away. It was as if I was about to die.
After they stopped pushing me, I noticed two people guarding the door to my room. One of them was the man who killed Annabeth. Before I could do anything though, I felt a syringe pierce my skin, and I passed out.
I woke up in a dog crate. I couldn't remember anything other than seeing a girl in the bed next to me in an operating room, and being angry at some guy who was standing by the door of the room, but I can't remember why I was mad at him. I looked out the bars of my miniature prison cell. I saw some kids in the other ones talking in hushed whispers to each other and sneaking occasional glances at my cage. When they saw me all the whispers stopped, and they all looked at me.
There was an awkward silence that filled the room, and eventually I got impatient, and decided to break the silence. "Where am I? Who am I? and Who are you" I asked them. As soon as I asked these questions, they all gave me looks of sympathy and for some, of distrust, and I guessed that this wasn't the first time they had seen something like this happen.
They looked at each other not answering my questions, when a little girl with dirty blond hair who had been staring intensely at me said "Max, it's alright, we can trust him, he doesn't work for them." They acted as though I couldn't hear them. Then, suddenly I felt a tingling sensation going down my spine, and I felt as if I had an extra limb.
I responded to the tingling feeling, and I felt it come out from behind me, and there, where nothing should be were two pitch black wings. When I took them out, I had a feeling that they were more shocked then me.
Then the girl from before, sighed as if she had just lost an argument, and she was about to say something to me when, the a group of men, who looked like they were half-wolves arrived. Erasers a voice in my head told me 'Oh great now there are voices in my head it can't get any worse.'
I wasn't sure if I was going crazy or not, but I'm pretty sure that I just heard someone giggle in my head. I was interrupted as I was dragged out of my cage. The other kids gave me looks of sympathy. I don't know why, but that made me angry, and I instinctively punched the man grabbing me as hard as I could in his face.
I heard a sickening crack, and the guy slumped over with blood trickling down the sides of his mouth. The other guys just stared at me for a second, then they charged and I let my instincts take over.
I backed up to a wall, and just as they thought that they were going to catch me, I jumped up, planted my feet on the wall then launched myself into a back flip over them. Then, after I landed, I took out my wings, and used them to strike the erasers, as the voice in my head called them, and keep them at bay.
Then, one made a mistake, and tried to grab my wing, but that allowed me to get up close to him and punch him in the stomach. I then got him into a choke hold, and yanked as hard as I could, effectively breaking his neck.
'one left' I thought. The eraser just stared at me like he was unable to comprehend how I was able to take out both of his comrades. Using his distraction, I was able to effectively take him out to. I then turned to the girl who I had met earlier. "You're offer to escape still stand?" I asked. She nodded meekly, and I proceeded to help them out of their cage.
After I had them all out , they introduced themselves. There was Angel, who I had found out was the voice in my head from earlier, she was about 8. Then, there was Gassy, who looked like an older male version of angel, he had the same blond hair and blue eyes, he was about 10. Then there was Nudge, who was a small girl with coffee colored skin, she was about 13. Then there was Iggy, who had strawberry blond hair and was blind, you could tell by his glazed over eye, he was about 16. And last, there was Max, the girl I had met earlier, who was the same age as me, 18.
Sadly, they were unable to answer my questions, but they said I could stay with them after we escaped. They called themselves the flock. After the introductions, we ran through a maze of hallways, but as we were running, I saw a room full of weapons that seemed to call to me.
I stopped and went inside, out of all of them the ones that called out to me the most, was a sword that was half a pitch black metal, and the other half was a bronze colored metal that seemed to glow slightly.
When I looked at it, I somehow knew that the swords name was riptide, and that the black metal was out of place. I decided to take the sword, which turned into a pen upon my touch.
I then ran back to the flock, who had been waiting outside of the room for me, and we continued running until we got outside. There was a group of about 100 erasers out there waiting for us.
I instinctively brought out my pen, which had caused the erasers to start laughing, and the flock to stare at me like I was crazy, which I probably was. I then uncapped the pen and it turned into riptide, which made the erasers shut up and the flock cheer.
The erasers then charged at me, and I let my instinct take over. Dodge, slash, duck, stab, repeat. Eventually it was just me and the flock left on the battlefield that was littered with erasers dead bodies. I noticed that I was the only one left unscathed, but I discarded that thought thinking that they probably fought more of them than me.
We then took out our wings, and flew away. Me into a new life.
Well, there's the first chapter, please tell me what you think. Read & Review. Until next time -A