A/N Here is the first chapter. Sorry that I took so long to put it up, I was having trouble finding the right way to start. Thanks to everyone who commented!

Percy

Percy

I was walking along Camp Half-Blood Beach, staring out at the water, when about a dozen big werewolf-like things dropped down in front of me, clumsy wings coming out of their backs. Jumping in surprise, I uncapped Riptide and pointed it at them. "What are you?" I asked cautiously, keeping my sword leveled at the one in the front.

"That isn't your concern, Perseus Jackson," the one I considered to be the leader snarled.

Great, we all know what it means when people say my name like that, I thought, right when I saw the leader tense to jump at me. As leader boy leaped forward, I rolled to the side, bringing Riptide up in a wide arc that would have been a lethal blow to a regular monster. Unfortunately, the gods were not with me today, seeing as the blade went right through Leader Boy's chest, almost like he was a mortal.

I stared down at Riptide, unsure of what just happened. "Ha! Your puny weapons can't harm me, foolish demigod," Leader boy exclaimed, advancing towards me.

"Wait, how did you know-" I started to say, cut off when he landed a round house kick to my head. I stumbled back in surprise, the waves licking at my heels. Unfortunately, for them, they didn't know how bad of an idea it was to attack me on a beach, next to the water.

"What, do you have nowhere to run, Perseus? What a pity. I really thought that you would give us more of a chase. Oh well, they will be happy to have you sooner than expected," Leader boy rambled on, him and his cronies trapping me.

I concentrated on the waves, holding back the tide. If the trick worked on the God of War, it would certainly work on a couple of over-grown mutts with wings taped onto their backs. I waited till Leader Boy was about to pounce when I released the tide and shot upwards on a spout of water, leaving the rest to crash down on Leader Boy and company. I flipped and landed in the water, facing a bunch of very angry and very wet dogs.

Leader boy stood up and spit out a mouthful of water. "You think that you got the best of me, sea brat? Think again," he growled, lashing out at me. I simply dodged to the side, finding this very similar to fighting the Minotaur. Well, that was until one of his buddies kicked me in the head and pushed me out of the water.

"Sea brat? That was the best you could come up with?" I taunted Leader boy. He snarled and leapt at me and I easily dodged him, delivering a kick to his back. I concentrated on the ocean, summoning a huge wave. I released it, the massive wave parting around me and crashing into the awaiting wolf-men.

"Is that all you can do to protect yourself? Splash us with water?" Leader Boy asked before charging again, ripping my shirt and skin with his claws.

"Well, at least I am not an over-grown dog," I say snidely. Leader Boy charged at me
again and I got ready to leap out of the way.

Unfortunately, I can only dodge the mutts when only one is charging me, not when the whole pack decides to dog pile me. I was slammed to the ground so hard, black dots danced across my vision.

"I would watch what you say to me, boy," He growled threateningly before hitting me on the head with something hard. The last thing I remembered before I blacked out was the sensation of being lifted into the air and hearing the crackle of lightning.

Max

We had been captured by the school for a week, and I was going out of my mind, being locked up in that stupid cage. Nothing had happened in a long time. No white coats doing tests on us or prodding us or any other painful activity. Nothing. Nada. The only action we got was when one of the white coats came and brought us the horrible mush they gave us to eat. I almost hoped something bad would happen. Almost.

"Why would you want something bad to happen, Max?" Angel asked, clearly confused.

"Because she's Max and she's bored," Fang said, causing Iggy and Gazzy to erupt into fits of laughter.

"Wow. Fang made a joke! It's the end of the world!" Nudge said sarcastically.

Just then, white coats came into the room, holding our daily portion of slop. The first one shoved it into the cage and quickly slams the door shut. I think he was one of the ones I had kicked trying to escape. Who am I kidding? I think I have pretty much kicked all of them.

"Shut up, filthy mutants," he said with their usual 'I am so much better than you' tone. He was obviously talking to Iggy and Gazzy, who were still laughing at Fang's 'joke.' It really wasn't that funny; I think my flock is starting to lose it. I mean, Fang even attempted to make a joke.

"Make me," Iggy said, crossing his arms in defiance, staring straight at the white coat as if he could see where he was.

"How dare you talk to me, you filthy mutants!" He exclaimed.

"Wow, you're very descriptive. That is about the tenth time you called us that. Do you have no creativity, or is your one brain cell so focused on torturing kids that it can't focus on anything else?" I said snidely.

The white coat turned to glare at me. He grabbed his tazer and moves to shock me, but before he could I bit his arm. He jerks back his arm, fury written all over his face. "How dare you-" he starts to say.

"Filthy mutant. I know, you said that already," I said, watching satisfied as they walked out of the room.

"Max?" Angel asked as I turned back around.

"What is it Ange?" I ask, leaning over towards her.

"Before they came in, the white coats were thinking about some exciting new experiment they have, called experiment D2. They were thinking about how happy they were that it was captured earlier today and how they can go back to their regular schedule." Angel concluded.

"Ohhh, they never made so much fuss over anyone but us!" Nudge gushed. "What if they are making it a new bird kid! If they do, will he or she get to be a part of our flock? I hope it is someone my age who like to shop. What color wings do you think-"

"NUDGE!" the rest of the flock yelled simultaneously.

"I would hope they wouldn't. The poor kid wouldn't have much of a chance of surviving, especially since they didn't give him or her the genes when he or she was a baby." I said, Nudges grin fading as I talk.

"I wonder what D2 means. And if there is a D2, would there also be a D1?" Iggy asked.

"I don't know, but I guess we will just have to wait and find out," I said, leaning back against the bars of the cage.

A/N Sory for any OCC things. If anyone can guess what D2 means, I will give you a special mention! XD