Hello FG FanFiction!
I, hiholly123, now present to you the REDONE and pretty much NEW Crossover fic!
*cheers, confetti*
Of course, anyone on , you wouldn't have seen the original Crossover. And really, you don't want to. XD
Ahem. This story will combine all of your favorite book series' and single novels into one epicly awesome story. Listed below are the book series I will be using in this fic, as well as which time in the series this takes place. The time will drastically affect how the fic is done, so if you would like to suggest a series for me to put in, make sure you have a time in the series picked out.
Yes, like I have already said, you may suggest book series (or single novels!) for me to read and then add into The Crossover. When I have read up to that book I'll put the name in this list.
Because of the nature of this fic, it's NEVER too late to suggest a book series or single novel for me to read and add in. Unless, of course, it's the end of the fic. When the entire fic is done, I'll post in the beginning of this to make sure everyone knows.
As for characters, well, it's pretty safe to assume that every major character in the series will be involved. If not, then I have my reasons.
Also! I will be posting The Crossover in four to five separate parts. I'll be putting the list of books in the first chapter of every part, and each part will have a name. Make sure you check the real first chapter (aka, the second chapter in each part) for the name.
Here's the list, and please R&R my updates! :D
Artemis Fowl: After The Atlantis Complex. Any familiar characters or places go to Eoin Colfer.
Maximum Ride: Between books three and four - Saving the World and Other Extreme Sports and The Final Warning. Any familiar characters or places go to James Patterson.
Percy Jackson and the Olympians: After The Last Olympain - book five. Any familiar characters or places go to Rick Riordan.
The Inheritance Cycle (Eragon, Eldest, Brisingr): After Eldest - book 2. Any familiar characters or places go to Christopher Paolini.
The Secrets of the Immortal Nicholas Flamel (The Alchemist, The Magician, ect.): After The Sorceress - book 3. Any familiar characters or places go to Michael Scott.
Harry Potter: After book five - The Order of the Phoenix. Any familiar characters or places go to J.K. Rowling.
The Hunger Games: After the first book, The Hunger Games. Any familiar characters or places go to Suzanne Collins.
Pendragon: Right after the sixth book, The Rivers of Zadaa. Any familiar characters or places go to D.J. MacHale.
The Uglies Trilogy: Right after the third book, Specials. Any familiar characters or places go to Scott Westerfield.
The Mortal Instruments: After book two, City of Ashes. Any familiar characters or places go to Cassandra Clare.
Alex Rider: After book one, Stormbreaker. Any familiar characters or places go to Anthony Horowitz.
I recommend you read all of these books, just by the way. :)
Stay tuned!
Chapter 1:
Maximum Ride
Nudge dipped directly over my head.
"Watch it!" I laughed, dropping lower and almost into the lake. We were trying to relax after a nightmare experience with my so-called "mother". Turns out mad scientists are big fans of bird kids. Like me and my Flock.
The worst part was, Ari was dead.
But no, I wouldn't think about it. I was enjoying time with my flock, diving over a smooth lake and stretching my wings without any limit. Fang swooped underneath me, Gazzy and Angel built sand castles on shore, and Iggy, Nudge and I were flying with Fang. Total, Angel's talking dog (it still felt weird to say that) was curled up on the sand, snoring noisily.
"Look at this seashell, Max!" Angel called. She waved at me from her crouched position on the beach. I flapped my wings a few more times, relishing in the feeling, and then dropped gracefully down to join her.
Angel clutched a brown-spotted seashell, all white except for a few tan dots. "That's pretty, sweetie," I said. "Are you going to keep it?"
She smiled. "Of course. It's so beautiful, don't you think?"
"Absolutely," I replied, and ruffled her light blond hair. "I'm going up with the others, okay?"
Her smile grew wider, her eyes wide and bright, like a normal six-year-old girl's.
Oh, and for those of you that don't know, Angel can read minds.
Whoever's great idea it was to mutate children must've not thought about the side effects. Let's see...Iggy was blind, Angel could read minds (plus project thoughts into other people's heads and breathe underwater), Gazzy could imitate voices, Fang could blend into any background at will, and I had a Voice in my head. Other than that, Nudge and I were the only normal ones.
And Total, the talking dog. Right.
I got a running start, which is always best, and shot right up into the air, wings flapping strongly. I could feel the energy and power with every movement. Truly amazing.
I brought myself right up to Fang's side. "Hey," he said. His wings - so dark they looked purple - flashed darkly in the shining beach sunlight.
"Hi," I replied, sounding happy for the first time in a while. "Are you liking the beach?"
He winced. We'd had our share of bad times at the beach, but he nodded. "Yeah. It's so war-" he was abruptly cut off by a buzzing sound. Something in my gut shifted, and I was expecting it when Nudge yelped, "Flyboys!"
The robot Erasers (dog-man hybrids with wings) were coming at us in a swarm.
"I thought those things were gone!" I snarled, and dove right at the on-coming army. I kneed a Flyboy in the chest and it made a hollow bang sound. But it was driven back into its fellow robots, sending at least ten tumbling backwards. When they fell from the sky and into the lake, I saw how enormous the army really was, and dropped downwards a few feet.
"Run!" I shouted, and I saw Angel and Gazzy take off from the ground. Total was wide awake and startled, being carried in Angel's protective arms.
Iggy, despite his blindness, had an incredible sense of direction, just like us other avian-human mutations. Plus he had great senses as well. So he obviously didn't get lost, and actually went ahead of me.
We started to leave, but the Flyboys were a lot faster than I remembered. A solid kick planted itself into my back, forcing me downward and driving all the air from my lungs.
I struggled for air, only able to breathe when I was about fifty feet from the lake. A close shave. Shuddering, I lifted myself back up. I didn't stop to catch my breath totally. Instead I shot myself at a group of Flyboys circling Gazzy. His forehead was wrinkled, and his fists were curled so tight that the knuckles were white. He threw a punch at a Flyboy, and sparks flew. The circle closed in.
I let out a battle cry and twisted so that I was practically drilling into the already damaged Flyboy. Gazzy turned around to face his other attackers and started fighting furiously. I joined him, angrily kicking and elbowing Flyboys until the small group around the two of us was nothing but separate chunks of sparking metal dropping rapidly into the now-churning lake.
Frowning grimly, I glanced around and discovered how badly we were outnumbered. The robots seemed to be appearing out of thin air. Hundreds of them. Maybe thousands.
Crap.
I heard a cry, and saw a Flyboy had Nudge by the neck. Her light brown skin was growing paler by the second as the air was strangled out of her.
"Let her go!" I screamed, and ripped the Flyboy off of her. Nudge spiraled back, gasping for air. But we didn't have time to relax. She'd have to join in again soon enough.
A shout of pain came from my right. But the Flyboy that had tried to choke Nudge was still in the game. I had to help the Flock member in pain, but I couldn't move because if I did, the Flyboy would probably go after Nudge again.
We were stuck, and desperate.
"Max!" I heard Angel's voice screech. I saw her, struggling to free herself from a Flyboy's iron grip. It had her hands behind her back, facing her downward. Her little white wings fluttered hopelessly. I felt a wave of cold fear in the pit of my stomach.
And then a Flyboy took me, slamming two solid palms into my temples. Everything flashed, and I toppled from the sky. I had been so focused on my Flock, I hadn't helped myself. I heard more voices calling my name. Screaming and begging for me to wake up and fly already! But I couldn't move at all.
The pain was incredible, sprouting in the left side of my brain and spreading quickly to my entire head. I felt like I was floating, but yet there was solid ground under my feet. And then, under my face.
"Max!" a voice cried. It was Nudge's voice. I felt myself being turned over, and I could suddenly move. Blink. I saw her concerned face, brown eyes wide as she leaned over me.
I suddenly realized I was lying in a mud puddle.
"What happened?" I slurred, able to sit up and clutch my head. There were mutters all around me. I wasn't stable enough to understand them. I saw that there were trees all around us, and thick, wet grass.
Finally, one calm voice stood out. Fang.
"We don't know," he said. "We all passed out in mid-air once you hit the lake."
Funny, I thought, despite the angry pain's protest. I didn't feel a splash.
"My wings," I said. I found that they were folded against my back like they usually were. As were the rest of the Flock's. "They're not..."
"Out?" Iggy finished grimly. "We know. We all just ended up here, walking in the rain."
Oh. It was raining. I felt it misting my face now. "That's what it feels like. We just got here...wherever here is."
"Do you think the white-coats brought us here?" Gazzy asked worriedly. "The Flyboy's got us and then they collected us from the lake and took us here?"
I shook my head. The headache slowly faded. "I don't think so. How would we have ended up walking?"
"They drugged us, maybe," Total suggested, talking for the first time in a while. A record for him. "I hate being drugged."
"Maybe," I groaned as I was helped to my feet by Fang and Nudge. Angel was peering worriedly at me from Fang's side. "What do you guys say we go find out where we are?" Seeing their exchanged looks, I added, "I can walk."
"Okay, let's go," Iggy said quickly, and started scrambling through the undergrowth. We followed him, trying to be encouraging as he tripped clumsily over roots and knots in the grass. But encouraging was too much of an effort, and we were all exhausted from our battle, and sudden appearance here.
We must have stumbled along for an hour at least before we emerged into a thinner area. I dropped to my knees, eyesight fuzzy. I usually held up a lot better than this. I wondered briefly what was wrong with me, but I was interrupted by Angel's whisper.
"There's somebody close by," she warned, almost breathing it. "I can hear his mind."
A person? I puzzled. Out here in the woods?
Of course, us bird-children had to talk. We were out here, too.
"I'd say ten feet," she whispered next.
"Let's take a look," I said, and shuffled forward on hands and knees. Everyone crouched down in the same fashion and we all caught a peek at the person - the 'he' - out in the woods with us.
It turns out, the woods ended right where we were.
In front of us stretched a huge lawn with dark, healthy grass. Woods enclosed the yard. There was no need for a fence. And holding the lawn captive was a gigantic mansion, the biggest I'd ever seen. It seemed to be made of all stone, and really, really old, but I saw a security camera hanging onto one of the walls. Luckily, pointed away from us.
And the person that Angel had sensed was a boy.
He looked about fifteen - the same age as Iggy, Fang, and I - but the fancy suit he wore made him look a year older. I wondered why he was wearing such a nice suit, and why he was wearing it in the rain. I mean, come on. If you were going to wear a fancy-schmancy suit, then why ruin it in the rain?
He had slick raven-black hair, and skin almost as white as paper. His eyes were closed so I couldn't tell what color they were. I took a glance at his back. Okay, no wings. His hands dangled limply at his sides, and his head was titled upward, embracing the fat drops falling on him.
Beside me, Angel shrunk back. I took this as a bad sign and reached for her hand. She accepted it gladly.
"What is it?" I asked her.
She made a little, almost inaudible, sigh, looking troubled. "He's so...sad," she whispered, nearly whimpering. "Or...guilty, I think. Guilty is a better word."
"Why?" I asked, instantly suspicious. He was only a teenager - and not that bad-looking if I did say so myself - but he could still do some bad stuff. What if he was a white-coat's son? A scientist's boy? That would explain the nice house. Maybe he had seen the experiments and felt bad. "What did he do?"
Angel took a moment, and then frowned. "I don't know. He doesn't like to think about it."
Definitely a white-coat's boy, I thought.
"No," Angel answered out loud. "I don't think so."
"What's his name?" Gazzy piped up softly, a curious but careful edge to his voice.
Angel concentrated for a moment, before replying, "It's-"
She was suddenly interrupted by a sliding glass door opening, and a voice calling out, "Artemis!"
Angel gave a tiny, acknowledging nod, and then gave a gesture for us to listen.
The boy dropped his head so that it was a normal level. "Yes?" he asked with a thick Irish accent.
"Come inside, dear, Myles wants some tutoring in math."
The teenager's eyes opened. I saw a light blue one. "No."
The woman's voice grew more commanding, but also more desperate. "Arty, I only put one four on it! And I made sure none of the answers came out to-"
"I'm not doing it!" the Artemis guy practically shouted. His voice broke slightly. And then he winced. "Doctor Argon said doing math isn't going to help right now."
The voice, probably his mom, said then, "Well, your father and I think maybe you should work on it anyway."
"You work with Myles," Artemis growled with clenched fists. "In a few months, maybe I'll..." He faltered.
"What's his deal with math?" I whispered to Angel. "I mean, I hate it too, but he's, like, scared of it."
She nodded slowly. "Yeah," she said sadly. "He is."
I couldn't ponder over that because Artemis's mom started talking again.
"Well, you better come inside or you'll get a cold," she cautioned. "Ten minutes." The door closed. Artemis sighed and crossed his arms.
There was a long dragging silence while he stared into the forest. Luckily, not in our direction. Longing lit at his eyes (even though I could only see one) and his mouth was a determined gash. Then, after a good five minutes, he let his arms fall to his sides again, and he bowed his head, closing his eyes.
Angel closed her's, too, clearly reading his thoughts. She whispered out loud so that we also knew what he was thinking.
"...She's not coming." A look of extreme sadness came over her face. "He was waiting for someone," she informed us softly, "a girl named Holly. She didn't come." Without another word, Angel stood up.
"What are you-" I started to ask, but Artemis was already turned toward us, a strange expression on his face. Half shocked, half tense.
"Who are you?" he demanded coldly. His voice didn't fit his expression. He was calculating when he spoke, instead of ready to fight like he should have been. I could see both of his eyes now, and I noticed that they were mis-matched. One blue, one brown. Like an alley cat, maybe.
An alley cat in a suit.
I swept Gazzy behind me, and tried to take Angel, too, but she dodged me and stepped forward.
"I know you're having trouble," she said, loudly enough so that he would clearly understand that she meant no harm. "But we're friends."
He shook his head. A few strands of hair were blown loose by a gust of wind. They fell across his single hazel eye. "I do not know you," he replied in the same fashion. I thought it was weird how he kind of over-said everything.
"Okay," Angel said warmly, beaming hopefully. Hoping that whatever was wrong with him and math, she could amend it. Or at least that's what I thought. I mean, c'mon, I'm not the mind-reader here. "I'm Angel," she finished.
All of a sudden, I was struck with a crippling headache. I gritted my teeth, but my vision went black for a few seconds. When it came back, everyone was staring at me, especially Artemis. His fingers were at his temples. He looked disheveled, to say the least.
"Headache," he managed, and then fought to stand up straight. "I am Artemis Fowl the second." He raised an eyebrow, his composure returned. "Perhaps you should come inside."