I went over and revised and rewrote a lot of this fanfic chapter. Hope you enjoy and please review.

Summary: The flock never escaped the school when they were younger and are still in the school. Percy was raised in the school since he was born and has bird DNA.

Percy's point of view

I'm in a blank room surrounded by erasers. This was another part of their tests. They want me to fight and kill all of the erasers or they will kill me. Normally I wouldn't kill anyone, or in the schools case, anything, but with erasers it's different. They kill innocent kids, or torment us mutants with threats and punches, and sometimes they just beat the crap out of me just 'cause they feel like it. So right now I'm pretty psyched that I get to give these wolf freaks what they deserve. Oh I forgot to mention, Erasers are these mutants who are part wolf and part human, I also forgot to mention that I'm only 98% human, the other 2% of me is avian DNA, so basically I have wings and hollow bones, no big deal.

I was waiting for orders to start killing the erasers, because trust me if you don't listen they punish you, big time. It's kill or be killed, right? Finally a white coat (scientist) nodded at me, and with that I began. I lunged at the closest eraser, which was in arms reach. I grabbed the scruff of his neck and smashed his head down to my knee a couple of times which caused his head to carve in a bit and his nose to bleed profusely, then I released my grip and he dropped the floor dead. Oh ya another piece of important information I forgot to say was that the outcome of my bird DNA gave me increased strength, speed, and I heal at insanely fast speeds when in contact with water.

Back to reality I quickly noticed two more erasers edging forward so I did a round house kick which led to the bulky wolf men landing on the ground. While they were struggling to get back up I smashed my foot down onto one of their neck earning the crimson color of blood to gush onto the floor. I elbowed the other one in the head which most likely broke his jaw and caused one of his eyes to mush inside of his skull and I gagged at the sight. Then I moved on to the next unlucky guy and latched my hands on his ears and pulled them off, and let me tell you it was pretty gruesome, I have learned from experience that eraser's ears are pretty sensitive. I let my instincts pull in so everything became a blur of round house kicks, punches, ear pulling, elbowing, breaking jaws, and my personal favorite which is where you grab any limb of the eraser and punch it thus causing it to snap backwards and break it. I finally finished with the ground littered with around 20 dead erasers.

Right now you are probably wondering how I learned to fight. Well the answer is that since I'm the white coats first successful experiment with bird DNA, so they felt like it was necessary for me to access full capacity of fighting. This was pretty dumb of them because I could easily whop their butts easily, but then they would end up capturing me on some exciting chase and I would get 'experimented' on again.

My body was sore and tired so I extended my wings to stretch them out, then I lifted my arms up and cracked my knuckles.

"Very good subject 3" the white coat congratulated me. I just glared at him. "Now you will be tested on your leadership skills." He added. What? I was not expecting that, and what does he mean? "You will be given a group of mutants like you with wings and what not, and you will have to lead them. Before we do this we would like to have another experiment with your DNA" What? Ok now I'm scared. The last time they added animal DNA to me I grew wings, what will I get this time?

"And what did you have in mind?" I asked with a cold tone, trying to hide my curiosity.

"You will just have to wait and see" he paused to look at my reaction, which was a very angry look "and don't worry, we already tested it and it was successful." He concluded, I hate surprises.

"What if I decline?" I asked

"You can imagine what we can do." he stated with an evil grin.

I pondered for a moment when another question popped in my head "How much DNA?"

"Only about 15% of your remaining human DNA, which means you will have some new features that relate to the DNA that we will give to you, but you will still have your wings" he said. It seemed harmless, no one would die, but I would be more of a mutant than ever. But at least it would be me and not any other poor experiment so I agreed and I was immediately escorted to a lab room that was filled with a chair you might see in a dentist office (the scientist made me go once) and tables filled with syringes and doctor tools. I was having second thoughts, but then I remembered all the innocent I didn't really have a choice and I beckoned myself forward and was greeted by 10 scientists who pushed me into the chair.

The florescent light blinded my view so I could only slightly see the white coats preparing all the needles. They put some liquid onto a rag and held it up to my face covering my nose and mouth. Whenever I took a breath all I smelt was that awful smell of cleaning supplies, and with that stench was ingested I passed out into a dreamless sleep.

I awoke to cheers of middle aged scientist. "First success in a long time" I heard someone say.

"Good job everyone" another yelled. I got the courage to open my eyes and was greeted by another round of cheers.

"What's going on?" I asked a little frightened but didn't show it in my voice.

"Take a look" a white coat chimed while handing me a hand mirror. I took one look and it answered my question. Within my mound of black hair stood two piercing black ears, both identical and they nearly blended in with my hair. I attempted to twitch them and they both moved in response. I focused to the left of me and my ears tilted to the left and I could hear all of the scientists at the very back of the room toward the left perfectly. Then I slowly sat up so I was standing but held onto the arm rest of the chair. I turned my head to look behind me and saw that where the end of my tail bone was supposed to be was a long slick black tail. I did the same thing to the tail that I did to the ears and my tail responded to my every command. I told it to whirl around my hand and it obeyed as it stealthily slithered around my wrist then undid itself. Cool. Then the scientists looked at me expectantly.

"Go on, try to morph" one of them beckoned. I was all new at this so I hesitated, but then got the encouragement from the funny faces the white coats were giving me. I repeated the word cat in head while imagining the small anti-social animals and a pain erupted in my gut and I could sense myself changing. When the pain reseeded I opened my eyes, even though I didn't know they were closed, and saw amazed looks on the white coats and after a second they burst into cheers again. Really? Why must old people cheer all the time? One of them pulled a human sized mirror out from behind them so I could see myself. What I saw shocked me.

My face grew a short snout with black fur and whiskers. My sea green eyes were the same color but my skin was coated with piercing black fur, a darker and more shocking black compared to my hair, well human hair I guess. Then I dropped my gaze from the mirror and looked at my hands, they were paws with claws and everything. My forearm was lightly dusted with black fur, the same with my legs and feet, the only difference from my feet to a Panthers was that mine were longer and could keep me standing. I looked at my bare chest and it too was coated with a layer of fur.

"Come with me, we need to test you." The white coat from my tests earlier said. I shut my eyes tightly and thought about going to my normal self and when I opened my eyes I looked down at my hands and saw that they were normal again, then I obediently followed the white coat because erasers packed in and watched me hungrily. We walked through metal doors and ended up outside in a training area. There was a track, weights, and a fighting ring. I followed the white coat to the track.

"My name is Jeb by the way." The man said while sticking his arm out to me welcomingly. I gratefully took it even though I didn't trust him.

"You know me but call my Percy, I don't like subject 3. It reminds me that I'm a mutant." I replied with an unexpected growl from my throat.

"Ok Percy," Jeb said while gesturing me to come forward "you will run around the track once in human form" he told me, not even asking. How rude. I got into a running stance as Jeb readied the stopwatch. "Go!" he said. And with that I sprinted as fast as I could. After following the graveled track I made it to the line where I started with a wide mouthed Jeb staring at me.

"Good job subj-I mean Percy! That was impeccable speed, much faster than when you didn't have the Panther DNA." He paused to take a breath "almost two times faster" he said while giving me a pat on the back.

"Thank you" I replied with an uncomfortable look from the contact of his hand on my back.

"Now do the same thing but Panther form" he said while resetting the stop watch. I thought to myself again to transform to cat-form and with one look at my hands I knew it worked. I got into a pouncing stance ready to start running. "Go!" Jeb yelled again, this time with confidence. I put my arms and legs into motion, and to my surprise I was off going really fast. When I ran I kind of skipped once in a while because I was still getting used to it. I made it back to Jeb in no time. This time his jaw was to the floor. He was practically screaming when he looked back at his stop watch. "Percy! That was amazing! Over triple the speed!" it took a while for him to calm down. I was proud of myself for pleasing him. Once he was over the shock he said "now let's go to the weights" after those words I transformed back to human and now there was no pain when transforming, just a quick tingling feeling. The erasers had come to observe me which was really freaking me out. We walked about 10 yards before we made it to a bench that was surrounded with shelves of weights. I sat down while the erasers passed some weights to me. I lifted them with ease. They handed me more and I had the same reaction. This went on for about 18 more times until it actually started to get difficult. Beads of sweat formed on my forehead as I lifted 21 weights and my arms went flimsy and dropped the weights. Once again Jeb looked overjoyed and pleased with me, but he was getting higher expectations for me. "Amazing as always Percy" he said. Okay? That was weird; no one ever says that to me. Ever.

"Thank you. I'm glad I could amaze you." I said with sarcasm.

Jeb then said "you do realize that you lifted triple the amount of weights compared to when you just had bird DNA. Good job." He said while ruffling my hair. This is weird. He's acting like I'm his child. Does he not remember that he's is one of the monsters who killed my mom after I was born and is experimenting on kids. He tossed me a bottle of water and I chugged it down within seconds, then he passed another with a chuckle and I again downed it. "Okay so now you have to fight off the erasers in the fighting ring. They will keep coming until you can't fight anymore. You are able to morph if you want."

"How do you know if I can't fight anymore?" I asked

"I just will, now get. The ring is right over there." He said while pointing towards a platform surrounded by a cage, which wasn't encouraging. I jogged to the arena and only then did I realize the large line of erasers by the entrance, throwing taunts and insults to me as I passed them and entered the ring. Jeb was standing by the entrance with an encouraging grin. I thought to myself about my paws and snout with fangs, and my body obeyed as my hands changed into paws with claws, and I could feel a tingle near my mouth and nose so I know it worked, I also felt my pointed fangs rub against my tongue. Other white coats joined Jeb with doubtful looks and enjoy the show I thought as I bared my teeth and growled while getting into a fighting stance. I had a weird feeling about killing the erasers. Am I enjoying this? Must be a cat thing. As the entrance opened my first unlucky victims strutted in. I pounced onto them and with one fluid movement I grabbed his head and snapped it so it was now facing backwards. That has gotta hurt. The next one I kicked in the spot where the sun doesn't shine, and he collapsed to the ground while I kicked him in the head several times until he stopped moving. Then I retracted my claws and started thrashing at the erasers. They died easily now that I'm part of 3 different species, when I was just part bird I was better than them and now I'm at least 3 times better at fighting with my new strength, so they are like mice now. Oh great now I'm thinking like a cat.

I was cutting at eraser's ears, because they die faster that way, when I thought about trying my fangs out. I grabbed the closest eraser and bit into his neck. He went limp fast and fell to the ground. Then I started using my old moves like round house kicks, punches and breaking limbs. It was all too easy. Soon there were only three erasers left; they also looked like the biggest. I charged the first and clawed at his ears and as he was screaming out in pain I elbowed his neck and his breathing stopped. Then I glared at the reaming freaks. I know I'm a hypocritical because I guess I'm a freak too. I kicked ones legs and he dropped to the ground as I clawed at his body, by the time he stopped breathing his whole body was covered in blood and claw marks. I turned to the last mutant as he coward back. I laughed murderously which was unexpected. I grabbed his shoulders as I lunged forward and kneed him in his special manly spot. I then grabbed his muzzle while grabbing one of his shoulders with my other hand and twisted his head, thus breaking his neck. All done.

I turned around toward the entrance and saw all the white coats, including Jeb, staring in awe at me. Then I looked at the ground and found mountains of eraser corpses scattered across the floor. Most of them were dead and others were gasping for air in pain and were close to death.

I heard one of the white coats yell "Oh my gosh! That was amazing. Most successful development yet. But he killed most of our erasers." He said the last part sadly. Then I looked at Jeb and he looked proudly at me like I was his own son. I grinned back but I still don't trust him, I won't trust anyone who is or was a white coat.

"Per-" he looked at the other white coats and mouthed 'sorry' then said "impressive work subject 3," he paused then said "now we will show you to your flock." He started walking away so I followed. As I walked and put my snout and paws away I could feel the remaining white coats staring at me, all the way until I reached the building. We walked through the long hallway silently; you could almost hear a pin drop if it wasn't for the loud echoing of Jeb's shoes. He jolted to a stop and then took out a pair of keys and jiggled them in the door until I could hear a little crick and then the door unlocked. As we entered the cold dark room I could hear rustling movements. Jeb turned a switch and a single light burst to life. Now I could clearly see the room. It was small and the walls were painted gray, there were no widows and no vents. Just a chilly, dark, small room. Then I could see that the room was scattered with cages on the ground.

"Sorry about the small room, I know you liked your old room where you were all alone." Jeb said. I glared at him as if to say are you serious? I hated being all alone, I think it was making me crazy.

I looked in the cages and saw 6 kids with wings, the oldest appearing to be a little younger than me, and the youngest looked to be around 6. Then I saw another mutant that looked like a cat and human mixture, and she looked to be my age too. Then I looked at the last occupied cage and there was a pile of human guts and fungus, an eyeball was floating in the middle. It smelled terrible.

"Jeb, what happened to him?" I said sadly while gesturing toward the blob.

"Oh that was our latest experiment; we were trying to mix him with plant DNA. Didn't work." He replied solemnly.

I bent down next to it and nearly threw-up. "Poor little guy."I mumbled.

"Hey you." Jeb said to the guard eraser "Get this thing out" he demanded while gesturing to the cage, the eraser obeyed but looked scared as he saw me watching. He reached the cage and started rolling it out.

Jeb lead me to the remaining empty cage. To my luck it was at least a decent size, so I could sit up properly cross legged. Jeb walked out of the room as if he didn't know me and it made me a little upset. I thought we had a connection? Pff What was I thinking, all white coats are the same.

All eyes were on me in the dimly lit room. "Don't worry" I said in a gentle voice because the silence was killing me "I don't bite." I scoffed a little, I guess I do bite now. No need for them to know about that just now.

"Thank goodness, I thought you were an eraser at first, but then I thought, why would an eraser feel sorry for a mutant experiment gone wrong? Because they normally just laugh at that sort of thing. So who are you? What are you? DNA wise I mean." Said one of the bird kids, a girl who looked to be 10 or 11.

"Well I'll tell you all I know" I said and she just nodded, the others just watched with curious eyes. "Well my name is Perseus Jackson, but you guys can call me Percy. I've been in this hell hole for 15 years, ever since I was born. The white coats kidnapped my mom when she was pregnant with me and injected me with bird DNA when I was in her whom. When she gave birth to me they killed her and put me in a cage for the rest of my life, every once in a while they would train me to fight, or fly because I'm supposedly their biggest success. Because of that they decided to inject with Panther DNA, and they just tested me out." I summed up, skipping the details about the tortures I got because there were children present.

They looked at me and then the little 6 year old bird girl spoke. "What are those?" she asked in a soft voice while pointing at my stomached. I totally forgot that I had no shirt on. I looked down and saw a variety of scars and bruises running across my chest. There were old ones and resent ones, but the worst one was given to me a couple of weeks ago when I was talking back to the white coats and they thought it would be funny to tie me down and cut me with a burning hot knife. It was the longest too, going from my shoulder and crossing down to my lower chest. I thought about what to say and then just said.
"Umm…" I paused "I talked back" was all I said. "Well your turn, names and what not please" I said.

"Well I'm Nudge" said the talkative one who was the first to talk to me earlier. "My real name is Monique, but I don't like it because it sounds weird to me. I'm eleven, and I have wings, and that's basically all I know" she said sadly. She had mocha skin and big curly brown hair.

"I'm Angel and I'm six. I'm part bird too" said the young one that noticed my scars. "I can read minds too!" she said sweetly. Wait did I just hear that right. Mind reader? "Yes you did" she replied. Well she can read mind, interesting. She had blond hair and piercing blue eyes. She's really adorable. "Thank you" she said. Oops.

Next a guy who looked like Angel but a little older spoke. "I'm Gazzy, but they call me Gasman" he said while pointing to the others in the room. I do not want to experience why they named him that. "I'm Angel's sister and I'm eight years old, I have wings. I like bombs and fire because it kills erasers" I chuckled at that and looked at the next bird kid.

He was tall, thin, pale, and topped with strawberry blond hair. His eyes were pale and clouded. He apparently sensed me staring at him because he started to speak. "My name is Iggy, I can't see because of an experiment gone wrong, I'm 14 years old but the youngest out of us three." He said while he gestured to the two cages next to him, which caused me to stare at the guy next to him.

He had black hair, black eyes, and olive skin. "Fang" was all he said in a cold raspy voice, then he continued "14 years old" and then he looked at the ground. What a talker I thought sarcastically. Any ways, next was the oldest of those last 3 I assumed.

"My name is Maximum Ride, but don't call me that, call me Max. Sorry about grumpy over there" she said while looking ant Fang "he's always like that. I'm 14 years old, and the oldest of us bird kids." She had brown hair with blond streaks. She was lean and strong looking for an average girl.

"Cool thanks." I said then I looked at the next kid "what about you?" I asked

She and long raven hair that curled down her back. Her eyes were ice blue and her cheeks were glossy from crying. She had pale ears and a pale tail that she was twirling in her hand. She looked up and took a deep breath. "My name it Katherine but please call me Kat. I just turned 15. I got to the school when I was seven and the turned me into a cat freak, I came to this room a couple of weeks ago. I'm 15% snow leopard and 100%freak" she said while tears streamed her face.

"Hey, hey" I said in a sad but calming voice "don't cry, you're not alone, if anything I'm a bigger freak than you. I'm like a cat that can fly. And besides where all in this together. And I promise if it's the last thing I do, we will get out of this alive." I said encouraging. Kat looked up and smiled gratefully.

And I wasn't lying. For the rest of the night I was plotting how to get out of here. And I got a plan.

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