This is a Percy Jackson and Maximum Ride crossover. You know, one of those 'Percy gets captured by the School and is experimented on.' Yeah, those. Anyway, I know some of those people out there really love the idea of Percy having wings but I am not going to be using that idea. Yeah it is a great idea and I love it too but I just don't want to use it in this story. There is always some exception from Zeus like "Oh Zeus can't blast you out of the sky because the wings are part of you and it would be a waste if you didn't use them." or "Zeus wouldn't blast the Hero of Olympus out of the sky." but frankly I think that Zeus would blast Percy out of the sky anyway. It would, as Zeus would say, be the perfect chance to get rid of that upstart demigod son of Poseidon that is always bossing the gods around with his ridiculous wishes. So yeah, no wings. I was also kinda thinking about adding in an animal companion in there for Percy because I just love animals and it seems like a good idea. Do you think that is a good idea? I am extremely sorry for any improper grammar or something like that. Language Arts has never been my best subjects and I really doubt that that is going to change. I am also terrible at writing so please tell me what I can do to make it better. Also, one last thing, who should Percy be paired with? I really don't care who there are many possible options.
Percy POV:
My whole body was throbbing in pain. 'What happened?' I wondered. I slowly opened my eyes and took in my surroundings. I was in a white room, and by white I mean, completely white. The walls, the floor, everything. I was strapped to a metal bed, one of the few things that was not white other than myself. Why was I strapped to a table? I would never be strapped to a table at Camp Half-Blood, so where was I?
My head was starting to hurt so I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I needed to figure out where I was. My brain started to come up with some ideas but all of them were far-fetched and could never be real. This was one of those times that it would be really nice for him to have Annabeth.
My thoughts were interrupted when a door opened and a figure walked in. A door? Huh, how did I not notice that. I looked at the person who had just walked in. It was a young lady with blond hair. She was about a 5'7" and was wearing a long white coat like the ones scientists use. 'Weird.' I thought. But that wasn't what unsettled me.
What really bothered me were her eyes. They were an icy blue with a demented look in them as if she were imagining all the terrible things she could do to you. I shuddered under her stare. She definitely wasn't somebody I would want to spend time with. "Hello Sweetie." the lady said. (I decided to call her Steve.)"You are a very special test subject. Because of your special genetics, you are stronger than most of the other test subjects and will be able to try more things than they will. But first," at this she grinned evilly, "we will have to see what you can survive." She grabbed a-hold of the metal bed that I was on and wheeled me out of the room.
The hallway wasn't much more interesting than the room, it was still white, and reminded me of a hospital hallway. It smelled like antiseptics and had doors lining either side. I looked at the room I was in, room number 105. She wheeled me by many rooms and I was almost certain I heard screaming coming from one of them. That didn't boost my spirits any.
Finally, she came to a room with a flashing red warning sign above the doorway. 'Wonderful,' I thought
'I'm getting pulled into a room with a warning sign above it to see what I can survive.' Steve was now grinning like a madman or, madwoman I guess. She looked at me and said "Now here sweetie, is where we find out what you can really survive." She unhitched me from the bed, but I was in to much of a daze to try to fight, and threw me into the room. It was still plain white but it had a black window in the side of it like an observation window. There must have been a speaker somewhere in the room, because soon Steve's voice was broadcasting through the room telling me to hang tight until they started the tests.
3rd POV:
Screams were heard from the Observation room as they tested the new subject the school had found.
They seemed especially eager to test this subject than the others. Some of the screams were so loud
some of the other subjects could hear them.
One of the subjects in particular could really hear them since the room she was being kept in was right next to the observation room. Her name was Max. She was one of the bird kids, the flock as they liked to be called. She had always heard screams since she was right next to the observation room but these seemed different. There were many more than there usually were and they seemed worse. Eventually the screams stopped and everything was quiet again. 'All in the day of staying at the School.' She thought glumly.
Sorry I didn't add much detail on the testing but I really didn't feel like writing it so you can just imagine whatever you think it might be. That's right you have to use your imagination and be creative!