MAXIMUM RIDE – THE HALF BLOOD EXPERIMENT

An Unexpected Surprise

A/N - okay so, this is like my first fanfiction ever, so…. Yeah, anyhoos… I haven't really read as many fanfictions on said topic as I probably should've but...well…..yeah please read and REVIEW!

Oh, this took place before Fang but after Max. And just randomly Percy Jackson.

Disclaimer – okay, take it away Fang.

Fang - *sigh* well, as you might've already guessed, Devi – ouch ! what was that for?

Me - *smile angelically* Oh, go ahead Fang. I promise not to hit you again. Was a total accident. Sorry. *cross fingers behind back*

Fang – yeah so RuneDraconis doesn't own any of us awesome characters. Cause, you know, she's just not as awesome as James Patterson and Rick Rio –

Me – okay Fang, that's enough. They get the picture. But just so that you know, I am too, just as awesome as they are I mean.

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MAX'S P.O.V.

"Are you all sure you wanna do this, guys?" I asked annoyed as we all stood around the black wagon we acquired from the Itex(It's technically not stealing). We all were dressed for The Occasion – The Middle School Dance. Honestly, it seemed more like torture than anything else.

Oh, maybe I should back up a bit. See, after we saved my mom from all of that crap that happened to her, we hadn't had any trouble for about two weeks, so we decided to enroll in school. So far, nothing suspicious. Except for that homeroom teacher…she comes to school with literally tons of makeup on…Hmmm….maybe to cover up eraser fur…

Nudge's talking brought me out of my retrieve.

" – and then we would like actually have fun, you know? And we already are dressed up so…..it would make sense. Besides, everyone said they were coming except for that geeky dude in the pinstriped -"

Gazzy put a hand over her mouth to get her to shut the heck up.

"Well, I was just asking to make sure everyone was sure about this. Sue me. Yeesh."

With that we walked forward toward the entrance and toward my worst nightmare.

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ANNABETH'S P.O.V.

"Annie, oh my Gods! You look so amazing."

I turned around to see Percy looking at me in amazement. I tapped the underside of his chin as if to close his mouth.

" First, it's rude to stare. Second, its rude to gape. And how many times have I told you not to call me Annie? Its An – na – beth. "

"Sorry, though for what I have no idea. I was not agape. And you've never said not to call you Annie."

"Oh well. Anyways did you see the children that Grover was telling us about?"

" No I didn't actually. Care to describe them. I wasn't there earlier. "

" umm…well, its six of them. Okay…the three oldest is 15. A tall, fair brunette. A tall, dark dude with black hair and preferes to dress in black *resist urge to roll eyes* and a tall, lean, pale dude with pale white hair and blue eyes. Oh and he's sightless. "

"And the others?" he asked with annoying calm.

" Different ages. Twelve year old African American chick. Nine and seven year old sibling. The only related ones actually. Blond hair, blue eyes. "

Just then Chiron rolled past us and whispered inconspicuously, " Talk later. Try to mingle. Dance a bit. Yeesh. The only chance you're gonna get to dance with normal people and you refuse. Huh! "

I turned toward Percy and asked "You know how to dance?"

I kind of already knew the answer to that question. But you can never be too certain.

"Urm…" he turned his head, cheeks faintly pink and mumbled a 'no not really'

"Don't worry. You can if I'm the one leading."

I took his hand and he laid his hand on my waist. Just then a slow song came on. Perfect…yeah right.

I rested my head on his shoulder as we swayed to the beat of the song. Oh my Gods! How I love him!

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MAX'S P.O.V.

If this is the highlights of school days, I cant imagine what school itself would actually be in say a few months. Grrrrr…

Me and Fang are dancing to a slow song…well swaying really – how do you dance to a slow song? Like really? I still can believe that I'm actually here, and not in the 'oh I'm here I'm sooo happy ' kinda way.

I'm turn my head and stare over Fang's shoulders. Really? Who puts mirrors in a school dance?

Hmmmm…. I actually don't look that bad, I mean, I felt weird in my fancy dress, but even I had to admit it was gorgeous. My hair was pulled back away from my face, and I had a little crown of flowers woven into it. I was exceedingly clean – too clean.

Mom had come to the house this morning and fixed all of our hair — Angel's golden halo of curls had never looked so perfect. Or so clean. Nudge looked even more like a teen model than usual, with her long, honey-streaked brown ringlets falling in perfect array around her shoulders. They were wearing matching dresses of russet silk. I glanced down at my cream-colored one, praying that I didn't get dirt or blood on it before this was all over.

Then I could see Fang in the mirror across the room. His dark eyes seemed to burn as they locked on me. I tried to swallow and couldn't. Everyone else faded away, and I had eyes only for Fang. His black hair had been cut, somewhat. He wore a midnight-blue suit and an actual tie that he'd probably already figured out fifteen ways to kill someone with.

A sudden movement of black and white caught my attention and I snapped out of it.

" Fang, someone's moving out of here horribly fast. "

" It's probably just someone trying to get away from their date. It could be a million reasons Max. "

" Let's just go and check it out alright? "

I intertwined my fingers with his and we walked outside. What happened after that was enough to convince me it wasn't just any random, mundane reason for having seen what I saw.

Mr. Shamrock roared and began to change. He grew larger until he was in his true form—his face still human, but his body that of a huge lion. His leathery, spiky tail whipped deadly thorns in all directions.

"A manticore!"

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A little suspense huh?

Lol..

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