A man about twenty feet tall was sitting on a black throne. He had deathly pale skin and shoulder length black hair. His eyes were a deep abyss of darkness. His robe was covered with faces of ghost and skeleton which seemed to be stitched into it. The man was talking to three hideous monsters. They had grey leathery wings, and large fangs and claws. They were standing before the man in V-formation. The one in front was currently addressing the twenty foot man; she seemed to be the leader of the creatures.

"Are you sure Alecto?" the man said, addressing the she-demon.

"Yes, my lord." She said. "I sensed a demigod there; he possessed a strong scent of the sea. It appears that your brother has once again broken his oath."

"I must say, I am very surprised with Poseidon. I did not expect him to have another son. Especially since his last one did not make it."

"Lord, Hades; where is the dead child of Poseidon anyway? I have not seen him in the underworld." Asked the creature on the left of Alecto.

"Of course not Tisiphone. Any dead child under a year of age is sent right back to the mortal world as someone else's child. It is the way it is, those young ones never make it to the underworld. Besides, I wouldn't tolerate infants. The children and adults that come here on a daily basis is enough." Explained the god of the underworld.

"Yes, my lord." Said Tisiphone, with a slight bow of the head.

"Alecto; where, again, did you say this child of Poseidon was?"

"He lives upon a high, steep mountain in Colorado. The location seems to be a good place to spot approaching danger, and it appears that there are mortals protecting him, sire. Poseidon must have hidden his new son there." She said.

"Understandable." He replied. Hades' face suddenly got a dark shadow. "Alecto, Megaera, Tisiphone; bring the boy to me, to my throne room so I can receive my weapon. I refuse to let a son of my retched brother posses such a powerful item as my helm of darkness.

"Yes, my lord." They replied simultaneously, they jumped up in the air and started flapping their leathery wings and arose kept flying at a very fast speed until they reached the surface of the underworld.

As soon as the monsters touched the surface, they combusted into a green fire and entered the mortal world.

Maximum Ride; The Angel Experiment. Percy Jackson; The Lightning Thief.

Let the Story Begin.

Percy's POV

"Perce, Perce wake up!" somebody was shaking me.

Alright, now you probably don't know who I am, so allow me to introduce myself. I'm Percy, Percy Ride. I know, I know, I have a weird name. Well you haven't been raised by evil scientist ever since you could remember, where the only name you we're called by was a number, so you we're forced to find a name for yourself; now have you?

Wait…you might not know what I'm talking about. Let's start from the beginning.

I was born somewhere. Either a hospital or a lab (I'll explain the lab part later) then, according to Max, the girl with brown hair and eyes currently trying to wake me up, I was brought to an oversized dog cage as a newborn. Then, I was raised there since than. When I was old enough to have memories, the only thing I would remember was being tested on. It felt like being a lab rat to The Whitecoats, evil scientist who enjoy injecting stuff into defenseless kid. They made us run mazes with traps, hook us up to a variety of machines, locked us up in cages, and make us drink puke-flavored viruses to see how we would react to them. Yeah, bundles of fun.

One day, during an exercise course when we were testing out wings. Yes wings one of The School's many experiments on us. Anyway, we needed to exercise our wings once a month and it was that time again. A Whitecoat named Jeb felt sorry for us. He set us free during that flying exercise and he left the school to help lead us to safety which is the house I'm in now and have been in for 4 years. It's built on a steep cliff somewhere in a classified area.

Now you might have been thinking who are us and we? We call ourselves The Flock. As long as no one knows who we are, who we really are, we can live to see another day. Let me introduce the flock, I'll start with the youngest chick. (Get it? Flock, birds, chick, she's a girl?...No?)

Angel, the cute one. She's an adorable little six year old girl with blonde hair and blue eyes. She has pure white wings that fit her name perfectly. She can also read your minds, so keep embarrassing thoughts out of your head, and if you're an evil scientist working for The School, heads up, she'll be the first to know.

Now for Gazzy, he's the seconded youngest member. He has blue eyes and blonde hair like Angel. He's eight years old and has the wings of a mocking bird. Don't know what that looks like? Google it. Gazzy can mimic voices and stuff, and he knows how to let one rip. (Not something you wanna be in a few miles of).

Now its time for Nudge, she's the 3rd youngest member of the flock at 11 years old. She has chocolate brown skin (not made of actual chocolate. Do not, under any circumstances, bite. You will regret it) and curly, bouncy, brown hair. She talks so much some times I just wanna pull my hair out. We nick named her The Nudge Channel because of that. All Nudge, all the time. Mute button not included. Nudge has brown wings that go great on her. She also has the ability to hack anything with a computer in it. Which is very useful.

Now for me, the 4th oldest 4th youngest in the group so I'm like the middle child. I'm 11 like Nudge too but I'm older, actually, I'm not sure. I could be younger…nah I'm older. I have black hair and green eyes. You can call me Percy. I got my name from a dream. You see, in this dream a pretty woman with brown hair and blue eyes said "I'm going to name him Perseus". It was the only thing I had, so I had to work with it. I didn't really like the name so I shortened it to Percy. My wings are black with a blue-ish tint that makes it look shiny; and I, like the rest of the flock, have another power. I can get energy boost from water. That's about it I think.

Now for Iggy, he's the 3rd oldest of the older kids. He's 14 like Max and Fang but a few months younger. He has blonde hair and light blue eyes. Iggy's blind because one of the Whitecoats messed up his eyes trying to give him night vision. Don't let the fact that he's blind fool you. He has hightened senses and stuff so he can know where you are.

Fang, he's the oldest boy in the flock. He has hair as black as midnight, just like his wings (His wings, are so black that they're almost dark purple… or maybe they're so purple, they look black.). Hes kinda dark and mysterious, but don't let that fool you. I've seen him read bedtime stories to Angel. Hes like a boiled egg. Hard on the outside, but soft and delicious on the inside. (Don't try to eat him either.)

Finally, Max. She's the toughest girl I know. Okay, I know 3 girls, but you know what I mean. She has brown hair and brown eyes like I mentioned before. She has pale tan wings with white streaks and brown spots. Max is the leader. She's the best one ever, she's like my idol. She named herself Maximum Ride after Sally Ride, the first female in space. She's like, the oldest of us, so our last names are automatically Ride.

Angel Ride, Gazzy Ride, Nudge Ride, Percy Ride, Iggy Ride, Fang Ride, Maximum Ride.

Yup, that's our flock. Now back to the story.

Max was shaking me and calling me name, "Perce, Perce! Wake up." I moaned and turned over. The shaking stopped and she said, "Iggy's making chocolate waffles." I bolted up. "Waffles?" I asked. Iggy makes the best everything, it's so good. You should try it sometime. You know, if you ever get captured by the school, get Avian DNA inserted to you, you're invited to flap your way over to our house.

Max smiled and ruffled my hair. "Why don't you go downstairs and see." She told me. I yawned, got up and went to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and washed my face. I tried to comb my messy hair but the comb got stuck in my head. Oh well, so much for that.

I stumbled out of the bathroom, still a little drowsy and came down stairs to the breakfast table. I crossed my arms and glared at Max. Iggy wasn't even here yet, and there wasn't a single chocolate chip waffle on the table. Gazzy came in a few seconded later and slumped down in his seat.

"Morning Gazzy." Max said.

"Mornin' Gas man." I greeted him.

"What's for breakfast?" he asked.

"Um, it's a surprise." She said.

"The surprise is, Max's cooking." I mumbled to myself under my breath, Gasman stifled a laugh.

"I'll pour the juice." Gazzy offered. Max smiled. Gazzy started to pour seven cups of juice when Iggy came in and I smiled, he'd save us from having to keep down whatever 'food' Max was trying to whip up. I'm sorry but she just can't cook.

"I'll set the table." I offered, than went to the cabinet and grabbed a handful of plates.

Iggy closed his eyes and fell to the couch with perfect aim, despite being blind.

"Hey, Ig, rise and shine." Max said.

"Bite me." Iggy replied. I decided not to say Good Morning to Mr. Grumpy.

"Fine, miss breakfast." She told him. She opened the fridge and Fang drifted in the kitchen coming behind Max, he gave me and Gazzy the 'be quiet' finger to mouth sign and we nodded and held in smiles trying to look all serious and stuff.

After I had positioned enough plates on the table, and started brining the cups of juice Gazzy poured, Fang was right behind Max. Max tensed and turned around, an annoyed look on her face.

"Will you quit that?" she demanded/asked.

"Quit what? Breathing?" I let out a small chuckle. Max rolled her eyes.

"You know what I mean." She said.

Iggy got up with a grunt. "I'll make some eggs"

"Thank goodness." I said, as I ruffled through the drawer, grabbing some forks and knives. Max glanced at me. "Fang, why don't you help Percy set the table? I'll go get Nudge and Angel." With that, she went upstairs.

Fang and arranged the forks and knives and I got the napkins and maple syrup (can't have eggs without syrup, now can we?). About 30 minutes later we were all sitting down at the table eating eggs when Angel announced, "I want to go pick some strawberries today." She picked up a fork full of eggs. "They're ripe now." She confirmed stuffing the eggs in her mouth.

"Okay, Angel. I'll go with you." Said The Gasman, he and Angel are the only blood related siblings here. He let one rip and giggled.

"Oh my gosh!" I held in my breath and squeezed my eyes shut.

"Oh, jeez, Gazzy." Max exclaimed disapprovingly.

"Gas…mask" Iggy chocked out.

"I'm done." Fang said, pushing his plate away.

"Sorry." Gazzy said but continued eating.

"Yeah, Angel. I think the fresh air will do us all good. I'll go too." Said Nudge.

"We'll all go," Max agreed.

It was a clear, cloudless, May day outside. I had a bucket to put my strawberries in because 'baskets aren't for boys' Angel had pointed out to me when I tried to take the last basket to use for my strawberries.

Max and Angel were talking about cake. I drifted off a little further in the strawberry patch. The best strawberries always seemed to grow further away from the house. The others were closer together because they were having a conversation.

I wasn't really paying attention until Max shouted, "Oh, thank you! Okay, I'm not a fabulous cook. But I can still kick your butt, and don't forget it!" Iggy started laughing, holding his hands in denial. I looked at Gazzy who had a mischievous look on his face and smirked.

"Was that you?" Max accused. He grinned and shrugged. I told you he can mimic voices.

Suddenly, Angel froze and screamed. We all spun around to her to see what was wrong and a second later, men with wolf muzzles, huge fang-like canine teeth, and reddish eyes fell from the sky like rain.

I started sprinting over to the others.

I ran a few feet before I was close enough to reach an Eraser; right now there was no time to think. Just attack.

I tensed my legs and jumped at one of the two Erasers who were fighting Gazzy. What kind of horrible people, or experiments I should say, would gang up on a little 8 year old?

I jumped on the Eraser's back and grabbed his fur and held tight to him. He snarled, and slammed himself to the ground on him back sandwiching me between him and the grass. It felt like somebody pushed a full sized steel refrigerator on me.

I yelped in pain and unclenched my hands from the Eraser's fur. He swerved around and delivered a round house kick making my head jerk to the side, than went back to Gazzy. Another Eraser tried to sneak up on me from behind and steal a swipe at my head but I ducked, turned around, and swept my foot making him fall on his arse. Then I jumped on him, getting into a straddling position and clamped my hands on his ears making them pop. His hands flew to his ears and he screamed in agony as blood started leaking from them.

Than, one Eraser grabbed me from behind and threw me hard the opposite way. I landed in a strawberry bush, submerged in tasty the goodness. The Eraser spun on its heel and licked its lips.

"Good enough to eat." It snarled than launched. I would have been Doggie-Chow if it weren't for Iggy who tackled the Eraser out of the air. Ig quickly snapped out his wings, grabbed the Eraser by its torso and dragged it towards the cliff and pushed it down, then closed his wings, and ran back into the fight. But, not before warning me to be more careful as he passed by.

I saw an Eraser knock Nudge out cold with a tree branch, swinging it as if he were hitting a homer. I ran to it, jumped as high as I could, and delivered a flying kick, my foot landing on its spine. The Eraser fell face first into the dirt. I grabbed the hair on it's head with both hands and started repeatedly hitting it's face on the ground before connecting my fist with it's skull a couple of times, eventually making it lose conscious.

Only a few seconds later, I heard a shriek and a high pitch voice yell, "Max!"

I quickly snapped my head in the direction of the sound, even if I wasn't Max. It didn't matter; someone was in trouble and needed help.

I jumped up to my legs and stared in awe. There was a huge, oversized Mega Eraser pinning Max down, Nudge and Gazzy we're knocked out. Iggy and Fang both had their own horde of Erasers surrounding them, and Angel was no where to be seen.

Well, I sorta heard her high pitched screams that are nearly impossible to ignore but I didn't exactly see her because she was stuffed in a potato that was moving widely around. I looked towards Max had a strong feeling that I wouldn't be able to help her. I really really wanted to, but I knew she would be okay. Max was strong, she could handle anything. I needed to save Angel.

I ran as fast as my legs could carry me, and tackled the Eraser holding Angel's sack. It fell to the ground, and Angel let out an "Oof." Then I turned around to see if I could help anyone else, and slamed right into another Eraser. I slowly stepped back. It was that Mega-Eraser that pinned Max a few minutes ago.

I quickly started to back up several paces. Maybe I could lead him off the cliff and make him fall I looked behind me and saw the house. The cliff was on the other side…

I would have to get around the Eraser, run towards the cliff, and fly off, than come back. I looked past the Eraser and saw that Max was knocked out too. Fang and Iggy we're still fighting off a whole group of Erasers that ganged up on them, and Angel was taking down Erasers from the group by sneaking up on them and used some type of move to knock them out, so I was alone with this thing. I quickly dashed sideways, than towards the cliff. I looked back to see the Eraser charging at me. I jumped off the cliff, got into dive position, and started falling towards the ground; after forcing myself to count to ten Mississippi, I unfurled my wings just before I could become the world's first avian-kid hybrid pancake and swooped upward.

To my horror, my plan didn't work. The Eraser had stopped at the cliff, which is probably something I should have considered it might do. I flapped as fast as I could towards the Eraser and flew over it, than kicked it. It stumbled, than fell over the cliff but grabbed the ledge. I should have just ended it for that Eraser right than and there, but something wouldn't let me. I just couldn't. This wolf-human thing probably used to be a little boy or girl probably younger than Angel. My stomach twisted in knots as I even considered stepping on its hand and making it fall. I folded my wings and dropped back on the ground, than ran towards Fang and Iggy who we're huffing and puffing like they'd just finish a million meter dash. Then, something occurred to me.

"Where's Angel?" I asked.

A/N: Sorry about deleting all of the previous chapters, but I needed to redo them from here because I was stuck and my writer's block wouldn't go away; so I got this other idea but it wouldn't go with the chapters I had already had, so I had to rewrite it.

Now that this chapter is done, I promised my next door neighbor's son I would play Call of Duty with him. (And if your wondering why I'm not in school on Friday at 10:00 am, I didn't skip school and I'm not sick, and neither did/is my neighbor's son. It's a Jewish holidays. [HORRAY RELIGIOUS HOLIDAYS! :D])

I'll get back to writing the next chapter after the game, so tootles!

~TheMuseNamedPancake