Hey guys, here is a new fic. I started reading Percy Jackson/ Maximum Ride crossovers and felt that I wanted contribute to the small community there. I have been an avid fan of the PJO/HHO series for years as well as Maximum Ride. The Summary; Percy and Thalia are mourning Annabeth's death during the Giant War at Sally's apartment. As they fall asleep, they are taken from the apartment. Waking up in the School, they experience a new kind of torture as they are experimented and tested on. They will eventually meet the Flock, who will help them escape. Percy and Thalia will get the avian DNA, (a bit cliché, but I plan to make it different as well), along with the DNA of a few more animals. They learn some truths, and fight hard to help their friends, both new and old, and come to terms with what they have become. As for my other stories, I plan to continue them as well eventually. I spent a long time without a muse, and couldn't bring myself to continue them. Unknown Kami's, will be put on an indefinite hold, until I can figure out where I want it to go. So without further ado, enjoy the first chapter of Flying Hope. Also, I will be putting a poll up for which extra DNA Percy and Thalia will be given. Later on I will do another one for the pairing.
Dreams are mysterious things. They can show you your heart's desire. They can bring forth your worst nightmare. For some they can be prophetic. Demigods often dream of events of the past, present and future, but are rarely decipherable. For Rachel Dare though, dreams fueled by prophecy were nothing new.
At the age of 16, she took on the role of The Oracle of Delphi. A position she had begun to enjoy immensely. Not because she was considered important, or seen in high regard. No, it was the fact that she was the one person, the one being, that could give hope to the demigods of Camp Half-Blood, and now Camp Jupiter.
Giving prophecies during a time of crisis was a gift. An insight into the path that demigods needed to take to right a wrong, fix a situation, or save the world. On the other end of the spectrum though, it was a curse. Prophecies forwarned of rough times ahead, trouble brewing, or worse, of death to come. The Oracle taking over her body to give the prophecy was another reason that Rachel was weary of the position.
Dreams were another issue. They could show both the happy times to come, and the sad time. Rachel wasn't sure what her latest dream signified. Good or Bad? It was why she was up at 2 A.M. As she usually did when she was awoken by her dream/ visions, Rachel sat at her desk, in Clarion's Ladies Acadamy, her sketchbook open. Rachels eyes were glazed over as her hand flew across the page, the sketch, while quick was as accurate as it was disturbing.
"What does it mean? This shouldn't be happening. Apollo was forbidden from giving me any visions until his punishment was decided." Rachel muttered to herself, grateful that her roommate, Kayla was a heavy sleeper.
Snap!
Rachel looked down in shock, her eyes clearing as she looked to her broken charcoal sketch pencil in her hand. This dream had her shaken for a couple reasons. One: She shouldn't have had the dream. Two: It involved two of her best friends, Percy Jackson, and Thalia Grace. Three: The dream made no actual sense. Usually her visions told her a story, flashes that when she put them together in her head, gave a condensed, but straightforward tale. This dream seemed jumbled, incoherent, and almost frazzled.
She took a deep, rattled breath to calm her nerves. And picked up the sketchbook. She flipped back a few pages, looking at the first picture. Seeing Sally's apartment concerned her. She saw Percy's mother as great friend, maybe even an older sister figure that she could confide in. Even Paul, Sally's husband had a place in her heart. She shook her head and focused some more on the picture.
The sketch showed the front door open, and what looked to be a dozen giant men, around 7 feet tall, give or take a few inches. Each covered in fur and muscles, wearing black uniforms, carrying two bodies out of the apartment. Two bodies that she knew belonged to Percy and Thalia.
She was worried that she didn't see Sally or Paul in the dream, but pushed that aside as she turned the page and looked at the next one. This one showed 6 humanoid figures flying above a dam. A dam that she immediately recognized as the Hoover damn. Memories of meeting Percy there for the first time flooded her mind, but she pushed those thoughts aside. What caught her attention, was that each figure were flying. With wings. Confused as she was, she was increasingly intrigued by them. While them big, muscle- bound men in the first pictured screamed dangerous to her, these flying humans gave her a sense of hope.
The next picture just outright confused her. All it was, was a blank white room. Sterile and immaculate, like you would see in a doctor's office. There was various equipment in one corner, a bunch of dog kennels lined the opposite wall. At first she thought it was a veterinarian's office. An animal storage for pets that were waiting to be seen. But as she looked at them, she just knew, that the crates weren't for animals. She finally flipped to the last page.
It showed Percy and Thalia. Both standing in the throne room of the Olympian Council. The 12 Olympian gods sat before them, except for Zues and Posiedon. They each stood in front of their child, an arm raised, as if they were patting their children on their heads. That didn't shock Rachel. She knew how proud the two gods were of Percy and Thalia. No. What shocked her was the fact that Percy and Thalia were glowing. The wings they adorned didn't help either.
Rachel flipped the book shut quickly as her roommate stirred, sitting up as she rubbed her eyes.
"What are you doing up at this ungodly hour Rachel?" Kayla asked. Kayla was in a way, like Rachel. She hated being at Clarion's, and was as rebellious as Rachel was about the place.
"Bad dream, Kayla. Couldn't sleep. I'm sorry if I woke you." Rachel said, hoping her roommate wouldn't hear the waver in her voice, or see the worry in her eyes.
Luck though, was on her side. Kayla shrugged her shoulders, and reached into the mini fridge and pulled out a couple chocolate milk drinks, tossing one to Rachel and gulping down half of the one she grabbed for herself. She didn't ask for details, or make a fuss over it, for which Rachel was grateful. Kayla just finished her drink, and went back to sleep.
Just a few more day's, then I can talk to Chiron about this. Hopefully he will have an idea what is going on. Rachel thought. She quickly downed her own drink, delighting in the taste. Tossing away her own bottle, Rachel slipped into her bunk, shutting off her light and slipping, thankfully into a peaceful slumber.
"APOLLO, you were warned about sendings visions to your Oracle. Are you seeking a worse punishment?" Zues roared, sitting on his throne in Olympus. He threw a withering glare at his son, Apollo.
Said god was currently glaring right back at his father, refusing to back down on this issue. He knew that Rachel had seen something. He knew why his father was mad. He also knew, without a doubt, that he had not sent that vision to his Oracle.
"Do I look like I want more punishment Father?" Apollo asked, seething. "I did not send that vision to her. Whoever did send it, was beyond my sphere of influence."
"Who can possibly influence the Oracle of Delphi then? Besides you?" Zues's question was calm and controlled. But any could see the anger simmering behind his words, the storm brewing in his eyes.
Athena, the only other one in the room spoke up. "Only a handful can Lord Zues, Apollo, Python, the Three Fate, Ananke and Chaos. It will be almost impossible to figure out who sent it. All we can do is watch, and observe what happens."
Zues's anger dimmed, Athena's words calming her father. "Very well. We will watch, and see what happens next. Dismissed." Zues said. Apollo and Athena flashed out, leaving Zues to his musing.
Athena appeared in her palace, thoughts spinning in her head. She had many ideas of this vision, and none were good. She knew one thing though. That Percy Jackson would be involved, and he would need help. She knew who she needed to ask. So she began to plan.