A/N: Okay. Bakurekuso (my annoying older bro), if you're reading this, don't be a critic. This story/crossover has the same plot as many other Maximum Ride/Percy Jackson stories. Max gets an expiration date, soon gets falsely accused of betraying the flock, gets kicked out of the flock, then. . . should I really be spoiling the story for you? No? Alright.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Maximum Ride or Percy Jackson (though I do wish I did). Those honors go to Rick Riordon and James Patteson. Let the story commence.

Chapter One

Max's P.O.V.

The breeze flew by me, carrying the last smells of spring. I looked through the notes that my mom, Dr. Martinez, had given me. She was the only one other than me that knew about the date. I sighed for about the millionth time that day.

I should really stop sighing. I sound pathetic. I glanced at my mom, studying the notes with worry creasing her brow. If I don't find a way, I'm sure Mom will. Or at least find a way to be able to delay it.

It's impossible, you know. No human will be able to save you from the inevitable, nagged the Voice.

Oh, hey, Voice. You seem cranky today. No "Hello, Max"? Just straight to the whole "It's useless" speech?

No, Max. This is serious. No human can save you. Only half humans can help you now. Or non-humans. Gee, isn't it nice to have a voice in your head that says nothing unless it's foreshadowing? (Note the sarcasm.)

Mom stared at the setting sun. "It's about time to go home now. Ella will be worried about me, and the Flock will be worried about you."

I nodded in agreement and hugged her goodbye as I took off, flying to our brand new house. Yes, house. I wanted to keep moving, but everybody else wanted to settle down, at least for a few months. Why is it that I'm always the sensible minority?

I landed on my balcony and stepped into my room, immediately falling asleep on my plush mattress.

I woke up before dawn, being the early bird that I am. I opened the fridge, took out a carton of juice and poured it into a glass, 'cause I have better manners than the average bird kid. I heard the soft mumble of conversation, which surprised me. I was usually the first one up.

I grabbed my juice and walked down the hall to the living room.

"Are you sure?" said a voice.

"Really sure! She's getting more distant everyday!"

"She's right. That is pretty suspicious, but how can you be certain?"

"Gut instinct, maybe?"

I walked into the room. The whole flock was there. "Oh, hi guys. Nice to see you up early," I said casually. "Watcha talking about?"

They immediately looked nervous. Angel was the first to speak.

"We've found you out," she said matter-of-factly.

"Oh no. Have you guys caught me midnight-snacking?" I asked, suddenly alarmed.

"No, it's-" started Iggy.

"Because I've only done it once," I interrupted.

"We actually-" said Nudge.

"And that Chinese food was old, anyways. I didn't know it meant that much to you. I mean, it was in the fridge for, what, two weeks? I can make it up to you. I'll pay for the next order of Chinese and-"

"We found proof about you betraying us," Angel spoke calmly. What? I stared at her for a few seconds, blinked. . . then burst out laughing. How could I not?

I doubled over. "Oh. My. God," I said clutching stomach. "You guys are brilliant! This has got to be the best prank ever! That really woke me up!" I dropped my juice, I was laughing so hard!

"We're not joking," said Angel. "Leave. Now. Window or door, your choice. Just... go."

I stopped laughing. WHAT?! "Guys.." I asked, suddenly afraid that the answer to my question wouldn't be 'HAHA! WE GOT YOU GOOD! LOL, JK JK JK!' "What's going on?"

My Flock all looked at me sadly. Even Fang. Even Total. It looked like even Angel's bear, Celeste, frowned at me.

"We saw the letter. The one you were sending to the School," Fang almost whispered. "I can't believe you were giving our position away. You of all people. We've caught your bluff. Now you have to leave."

That's when my brain broke down.

"Wha... what? Why? Why are you doing this?" I said, clearly in shock. "After everything I've done for you? I basically raised you, Angel. And Gazzy, who taught you how to fly? Heck, how to go to the bathroom properly? Nudge, you were like the annoying little sister I never had. Actually, we were a family once, and you were my sister. Now, I just don't know. Iggy, you were a crazed pyro, but you were my crazed pyro. Fang..." I didn't have to say anything. It was written all over his face.

Traitor his eyes said. I trusted you once. I loved you once. Even though he didn't say anything, seeing him think that I betrayed him, the mistrust and betrayal in his gaze, hurt me the most. Angel didn't react. Just stood there, unfazed. Gazzy looked down at his sneakers, fighting the tears that were sure to come. He was a strong little trooper. Nudge's eyes were overflowing and she was openly sobbing. Iggy was on the brink of tears, his unseeing eyes staring straight ahead, unblinking, staring into space.

"What exactly are you accusing me of?" As soon as I asked the question, I knew the answer.

"Traitor. Lair. Stop acting so shocked, we all know it's fake. Your acting is wasted on us." So that's what I was. A traitorous liar. Nothing but dirt.

I just walked away silently, still in shock. They thought I had betrayed them. I opened the widow conveniently placed on the back wall of the living room. The wind rushed by me, suddenly lifting up my hair. Frantically, I reached up to put my hair back again in order to cover up the tattoo labeled 5/28/13 on the back of my neck. But noooo, my life had to get that much worse. Everybody gasped (except for Ig. Ya know, the whole "no eyesight" thing? Hm?).

"Max? What the... what? You die in two days?" said Fang, wide eyed. Hm. Almost three sentences. Isn't he the talkative one today?

"What's going on?" asked Iggy. Oh, Iggy, bless your innocent, blind soul. Well, sorta innocent.

"She has an expiration date," gasped Nudge. Iggy gasped (about ten seconds after the others had gasped, mind you. A little late on the ol' update again, huh, Ig?).

"Max, we didn't know. We're sorry for doubting you, we'll fix this! I promise!" shouted Angel over the strong wind flowing through the window.

"If you were truly sorry, you wouldn't have doubted me in the first place," I almost whispered back, so it was only audible to her ears. Then I took off to the skies, a single tear streaming down my face as I went into turbo mode and disappeared, the house far behind me in a matter of seconds.

A/N: So. . . whaddaya think? Too dramatic? Too many unnecessary jokes in the midst of a crisis? Tell me in a review, please! Sooner or later (like after the fourth/fifth chapter when things get interesting), I'll do something like post a chapter every three or so reviews. I usually won't be doing all this drama stuff, I'm not the best at being serious when I'm not angry. Unless you want more drama (even though this story is supposed to be adventure/humor). Kay-kay! Chibi out! Peace!