Disclaimer: Who am I? I am Pancake. Who is my co-authour? IamWafflesHearMeRawr. Who are we? We are the Muses. We own only our hands
Waffles: And our awesome ideas, and our breakfast food related names, and-
Pancake: WAFFLES! I was trying to be dramatic!
Waffles: *whisper* screw you
Pancake: What was that!
Waffles: Nothing! Nothing!
Pancake: Which is exactly what we own.
Waffles: Except our hands, our ideas, our-
Pancake: WAFFLES!
Waffles: Hmmpf! Anyway, this chapter is longer and may or may not be Grammar-tastic. Percy won't immediately get his wings yet. Not in this chappie anyway, he has to grow up a bit first.
Manhattan, Upper East Side
Twenty-Two Hundred (11:00am)
Ms. Jackson was in her apartment, weeping silently. She was thinking the worst could have happened to her baby, he could die…and that would leave her all by herself with no one.
Well, Gabe was there but he was busy playing poker with his buddies. She married him to for her baby a month ago in hope that his smell will mask Percy's scent.
The only thing she had and loved right now was her baby, the most precious thing she had ever laid eyes on and then, he was ripped away from her because he was having heart problems.
It's okay, she told herself. Just wait a few weeks, he'll be back. She would just have to wait until the doctor called. She sat on the couch and waited by her phone.
Little did she know, she was waiting for the phone call that would never come.
Meanwhile…
A young women was holding a baby as if it was hers and she walked down the roads of New York. Past many attractions; like the Whitney Museum of American Art, the Statue of Liberty, even the Empire State building (not particularly in that order) where she saw what looked twelve year old girl with auburn hair anda twenty year old boy with sandy blonde hair wearing a shirt saying, "I can't hear you over the soundof how EPIC I am." which seemed kind of immature for a guy of that age. The reason they caught her eye was because that they seemed to be glowing faintly.
She didn't know exactly why those people were glowing or if weird stuff like that was normal in New York.
She scurried along the streets of New York until she could no longer see the Empire State building and went into a store and brought a blanket to hold Subject Five in.
She paid with her credit card and signed Elizabeth Harts. Elizabeth checked out her tickets and went to the train station address on it. Why a train to California, she will never know. At the station, she met two Erasers. They look like supermodels. They even had an angelic voice, but underneath all of that beauty was a vicious wolf creature. I guess you can say; they're werewolves just without the whole moon thing.
Anyway the Erasers were in normal supermodel form. Two boys. (1)They were guarding Elizabeth and the baby and got on a special Itexicon train that would take Elizabeth and the Erasers across the country in roughly 5 hours, you're probably thinking impossible but you have never been a special scientist working for a multi-million dollar company. Long story short, they have really fast trains.
_5 Hours Later_(4:00pm)
Elizabeth's POV
After the long train ride I was finally off and in Death Valley, California. The Erasers left and I started heading towards The School. The School wasn't that far ahead. After a few miles I was there. I'll spear you the details about describing it and such and I walked in through the silver door.
I beamed as I was greeted and congratulated by my fellow scientist on bringing Subject 5 here, and so quickly too. I went into what I think was the meeting room (not too sure, me being new and all).
Inside was another lady that I personally think was short for her age. She had brown hair and brown eyes. She was the leader of the By-Half Plan, she was, the Director. (2)I walked over the circular table that had a big rectangular-ish thing in the middle covered with a tarp. I sat down in the one open seat out of the ten (The others had the Director and eight scientist in them).
"Welcome fellow scientist to The Subject Five project, this thing that Ms. Harts is holding will open up a whole new world for us. According to what we have researched, most of us are what this other hidden world would call us, 'Clear Sighted Mortals'; lucky us." The Director smiled and continued.
"Everyone here has been informed that Subject Five is souppably (Spelling?) a child of Poseidon. If that is so, our research shows that it can make natural disasters that are occurred by water, it can also heal itself inside the water as well as increase its strength. It is rumored that it can talk to sea animals none will harm it. It can also talk to equine and breath under-water. Make earthquakes, and so much more." She said.
"It can do just about anything but fly can't it?" asked one of the Direscientist.
"Yes, but we will get to that later. We are here to run a test on it." Thector said, she pulled the tarp from the rectangular thing and inside was one big fish tank swarmed with piranhas.
I gasped, they were going to put Subject Five in there? THE Subject Five in a death trap? It's just going to die and than we will never be able to finish the By-Half Plan.
"Director, what if it dies in there?" a scientist said, voicing my thoughts.
"If it dies then it is not the off-spring of the Greek sea god. Now Elizabeth, hand me Subject 5." The Director said.
I gave it to her and she pulled out a small pocket knife and slit Subject 5's arm and it started wailing, the Director just rolled her eyes. She quickly plopped it inside the piranha tank and the vicious fish swarmed Subject Five. I could see that the cut on it's arm had started to fade in only secondes, and Subject Five was…giggling?
The Director smiled. "It is truly the child of the sea god."
She pushed a button on the side of the tank and the water started draining out. Soon it was all gone and the piranhas were flipping around and gasping for water. The subject started sniffling. Why? I have no idea. About four minutes or so later the fish all died and the Director removed Subject Five who was completely dry.
"Mr. Simmons and Ms. Harts, take Subject Five to the experimenting room 865. Mr. Johns and Mr. Batchelder, go with them and insert the Avian Deoxyribonucleic Acid (DNA) into it."
We all nodded simultaneously, which I found kind of weird and a little disturbing. The Director gave me Subject Five and me and the others headed out the door while the Director explained to the rest why she wanted to put Avian DNA into Subject Five.
864 rooms later…
We were in the experimenting room. Mr. Johns patted a table that held test tubes and containers and a whole bunch of other science lab worthy stuff.
I put Subject Five on the table. I held out it's left arm while Mr. Simmons held the right one.
Mr. Johns and Mr. Batchelder were turning on machines, taking stuff out of boxes and prepping needles.
Finally, after everything was set up, Mr. Batchelder put a needle into Subject Five's left arm and pushed and pressed something then blood started coming from it's arm into the needle.
Subject Five started crying, and it cried even harder when Mr. Batchelder started to slide the needle out. He put the blood into a container with a small label saying 'D_g .S-5'(3)
Next. Mr. Johns came and inserted a white needle into Subject 5's other arm and it started wailing so loud it could have been heard miles away. It soon started shrieking. Some of the glasses and test tubes started to shudder but Mr. Simmons muffled the sound by holding it's nose.(4)
It's cries just became struggled gasps as Mr. Johns inserted the rest of the Avian DNA into it. Then he quickly withdrew the needle and threw it in the trash.
"Now you see Edward(Simmons) and Elizabeth, one of the best time to alter a subject's DNA is either before birth or within 24 hours after it. We made excellent time with only 10 hours. Mr. Batchelder, would you please move Subjects 1,2, and 3 into the Lucky Dog Uptown Wielded Wire Dog Kennel?"(5)
Mr. Johns asked.
"Yes, sir" Mr. Batchelder replied, and went out the door.
For the next half-an-hour Mr. Johns explained to us about this so called 'Hidden Demigod World' and what we need to know about it, with Subject Five silent in the background, slowly drifting off to sleep.
Thank God! Or, gods maybe? Let's just say goodness, so Thank GOODNESS! (Yeah, that's better) Mr. Batchelder came back.
He lead me and Mr. Simmons into the room with Subjects 1,2, and 3. Subject 4 was currently in another room. I opened the large cage door and put Subject Five in the cage, putting it on the floor of the cage.
If these experiments had any sense at all they would be able to take care of the little one until it can walk. By then, Subject 5 will be two and the other subjects will be 5. When that happens we can separate the cages again.
Subject One was trying to edge its way out of the cage and I quickly pulled out my emergency paralyzing needle, grabbed it's arm, and attempted to paralyze Subject One until Subject Two bit me. (6)It BIT me! I slapped it away and stuck the needle into it instead of Subject One and quickly dashed out of the cage.
Just about the same time I locked the cage door, Mr. Johns came in with Subject 4. Subject four was an African-American girl with a little blotch of fizzy brown hair right on the top of her head.
He offered to give it to me but I quickly shook my head 'no' and glared at Subject Two. That little brat… I was NOT going back in that cage again today, even if it's paralyzed.
I huffed and walked out the door, arms crossed, head held high, shoulders squared. I wasn't going to let some stupid freak/mistake spoil my day.
I had found Subject Five, I had ensured the By-Half Plan, and today; I just became part of the biggest, most important experiment in Itex.
Waffles: OHH MY GOSH! I CAN'T believe you didn't put the name of the first book!
Pancake: The Angel Experiment?
Waffles: No, DUH! That would have been a perfect ending, I mean, hello? The whole experiment is called The Angle Experiment! Its the title of the book.
Pancake: But thats so cliche...ANYWAY, Heres what the numbers randomly placed in the story meant:
(1)Imagine Tyler Lautner and Kellan Lutz
(2)A/N: This might not be what shes described to look like but I searched the Internet andcouldn't find her, plus, my book is ALL THE WAY across the room, so…yeah…
(3)A/N: Translation: Demigod # of Big 3-Number Two [Poseidon is the 2nd oldest Big Three god]. Percy Jackson. Subject 5.
(4)If you hold a baby's nose it can't cry because it sucks in air through it while exhaling it in a wail.
(5) A real dog kennel at PetSmart, its kinda big: Dimensions: 8'L x 4'W x 6'H Weight: 92 lbs. Google it if you want to know what it looks like.
(6) If you didn't already get it, Subject One is Max, Subject Two is Fang, Subject 3 is Iggy, Subject 4 is Nudge, and Subject 5 is Percy.
