Harry Potter, Percy Jackson, Maximum Ride and Fang gathered around a table. The brown table had a map with blue pins on it. The person in charge, Alex Rider, stood in front of them, in the shadows. His brow was furrowed.

"Alright, everyone got the plan?" Alex asked.

"Yep, I go into Forks saying that I'm hurt-" Harry said

"-then I land with Fang and we surprise them while-" Max continued

"-I get the Half-Bloods to attack-" Percy cut across.

"-Which wipes out the Cullens." Alex ended. "Ready?"

"Ready" Percy, Harry, Max, and Fang chorused.

"Alright. Let's move out!" Alex yelled.

Five minutes later, Harry stood in the middle of the one way street.

"Ow. Oh. Ow. It hurts so much. Ouch. I don't think I'm going to be able to live. Someone help me. Ow." He grabbed his 'bleeding' leg, which was really dowsed with cow blood. A young man with pale white skin walked by.

"Excuse me, but I couldn't help but notice that you needed some assistance."

"Well," Harry said, "That depends. Would you say that you are sparkley?"

"Excuse me?"

"Well-I meant your personality? Could you step into the sunlight here?"

"Umm, I'm not sure..."

"Hey guys! How are you doing? Oh, no, is he hurt?" The rest of the Cullens scattered toward them.

"NOW!" Max yelled while Fang and her rocketed through the sky.

"AHHHHH!" Edward yelled. "Flying FREAKS!"

"Oh, you're one to talk, sparkley vampire FREAK!"

"Hey!" Jacob called, stopping in the middle of the road. "Why am I not included in this conversation? I'm SO much better than ALL of you!" Suddenly, a timer beeped. "Oh," Jacob said while simultaneously pulling his shirt off. "It's time for the spray on tan/ six pack again." Out of the blue a large 1972 Ford LTD slammed into the teen wolf. A large thump thump could be heard. The Ford was put in park on top of the teenager. Out of nowhere, a man dressed in green and carrying a table tennis paddle walked by and stopped, looking at the car, which was now parked on top of Jacob Black. He looked at the group of teenagers, and shrugged.

"That's all I got to say about that." He turned and ran the other way, and a girl dressed in hippie clothes sprinted after him yelling:

"RUN FOREST RUN!" The doors of the blue LTD cracked open, and Percy and Annabeth jumped out, ready for action.

"What'd we miss?" Percy said, his ADD, and ADHD kicking in.

"Well," Bella Cullen shot him a disgusted look, "You just ran over my best friend, that's all."

"Oh, well, in that case..." In the distance, helicopter blades could be heard, coming closer and closer. The group of people shielded their eyes and watched as a man with bungee like chords attached to his legs fell backwards from the helicopter. As the man came closer, they could see guns in both hands. The orangeish haired assassin stopped inches from Edwards face.

"Um...hi?" Edward said.

"I vas sent here to kill you." He said with a Russian accent.

"Oh, don't bother Yassen, you can't kill them with bullets." Alex waltzed over to him.

"These are adamantium bullets, they vill kill him."

"I think you're thinking of X-Men."

"You told me that these vould kill him!" Yassen violently gesticulated at a man standing a few feet from the group.

"I didn't know, I just work for Brian Singer. I won't make that mistake again!" The assistant said.

"No, you vill not." Yassen, without looking, pointed the gun at the man's head and fired.

Well, this wraps up chapter one. Like it? Hate it? Love it? Review! Flamers not accepted.