Thief Ride
Chapter One
Okay, so here is the dealio. I know that I am writing a Maximum Ride/Twilight story. It will be VERY hard to juggle to stories and keep a good pace. I really don't know how I am going to do it. Just TRY to bare with me. This is the POV of Max and Percy. ONLY them. Those are the only two. BTW, I still haven't read the fourth Percy book so bare with me. I haven't read the others for a while so if I get anything wrong just tell me in a review/PM!! OH, and this is Lightening Thief/Maximum Ride crossover if you didn't figure it out yet. For Max and the Flock, this is set right after The Angel Experiment. For Percy and the gang, it is after the third book.
Jet
Percy POV
"You have a new quest, Percy," Chiron told me, "The Oracle is waiting. Another quest? These were getting old! Why can't I just have a break for one summer. Whatever you say, Chiron.
"Okay," I said, "Should I go now?" He didn't answer but I figured that meant that I had to go.I slowly climbed up the old, dusty stairs and opened the just as old and dusty door. I sat down in the chair, avoiding looking at the Oracle. My eyes were down the whole time.
"Percy Jackson," The Oracle said, "You have a quest. This is it:
Go to the Place where presidents roam
In search of Six kids, with wings on their backs
Take two others with you
Ask them what they are trying to do
Tell them that you are there to help them
They will accept and you will go on a journey." I still kept my eyes averted as I walked down the stairs, to Chiron.
"What did he say?" he asked me eagerly.
"As you know, I can only say that I need 2 people to come with me to Washington DC," I said. I figured that the first one meant DC because presidents live there and stuff. He looked disappointed. Who cares? He knows the rules. (If this is not a rule just forget it and think that he told him about it. I think it is though.)
"Who do you want to take?" he asked. I wondered if he really expected me to say some one other than Annabeth and Grover. Let's hope not.
"Annabeth and Grover would be nice," I answered.
"Figured," he muttered under his breath.
"Sorry, I didn't catch that," I said. I was unusually grouchy today. If you were just told to got to The District Of Columbia in search of winged children how would you feel? Most likely, not good.
"A meeting will be in order tomorrow," he said to me, "We will supply you with any supplies necessary." Supply me with supplies. Ha. I then went to go look for Grover and Annabeth to tell them about our new quest. Winged kids? It makes me laugh out loud.
Max POV
So you may ask, 'Why DC?' And so I may answer, 'Voice,'. Lots of inspiration comes from there lately. It was really starting to bug me.
"I think that I see it!" cried Nudge. And, as I looked down, I saw it too. Washington D.C. Such a beautiful city.
"Where should we land?" I asked Fang, who was beside me in our, what we liked to call, wing formation. Get it, wing? Oh, never mind.
"Right there," he said as he pointed to a grassy, wooded area that was mobbed by a lot of fog. We would be almost invisible to the naked eye. Bad eyes! ha. I crack myself up. We all descended and landed softly in the grass.
"Everyone hide your wings," I commanded them. We all did.
"Let's go do what we are doing here because I totally know what we are going to do," I said. Only Fang and Iggy laughed because they were the only ones actually listening. Voice, you there? I asked it mentally.
Max, I am always here. But I won't help you. You're on your own for this one. It said. Oh, what a big help!
"I think that we should sleep," I said, yawning. Even thought it was the middle of the day, we were all tired from flying all day.
"Okay," they all agreed. So then we slept. And no one was on watch duty.
I realize that I really haven't got the Percy right yet. Try to give it some time and please find time to review. Reviews make the world go round. YAY WORLD!! I would like to know if you like it or not.