Hi! Thanks for following me King Fiction and Princess Azarel Raven heart. I try my best to get writing in as fast as possible TrueTeal. Also, thanks for the favorite PrinceShadow11. Wow, I can't believe I have over 100 viewers already. Here's chapter 10! It's all Max POV, and it's long, so be prepared.

Max:

I woke up with my neck throbbing. I winced when I felt the raw skin bubbling around my neck. I sat up, and gasped when I saw I was in a cage. Around me were my fellow flock mates and the boy who we had rescued. Angel was unconscious in one of the cages. At least she wasn't hurt.

"Max?" asked Nudge, grimacing.

"Yeah sweetie?"

"Who is that boy?"

"I don't know, honey, I don't have a clue," I said. When he woke up, I was going to make him spill everything.

Suddenly, Angel sat up with a gasp, and coughed up water. She groaned and shuddered.

"Percy?" I heard her ask, he eyes still shut.

"He's still unconscious," I said.

Her eyes flew open, as she cried, "Max!"

She frowned when she realized the entire flock had been captured.

"You shouldn't have come for me," she said. "It wasn't worth it,"

"Of course it was worth it!" I exclaimed. "I never would have just LEFT you here!"

Gazzy woke up, and saw his sister. "Angel!" He cried, and frowned when he saw she was two cages away from him.

We were lined up like this. Nudge, Angel, Percy, Me, Gazzy, Fang, Iggy.

Angel looked at Percy with a worried look in his eyes.

"He needs to get out of here. Unlike us, he has a life he was stolen from," she said.

"What?!" I gasped. "You mean, he wasn't raised in a lab?!"

"No. Definitely not a lab," Angel said, frowning. A tear fell from her eye, and she said, "He's already endured so much pain and sadness. Of all of us, he is the one who deserves to escape,"

"So you're saying, even though he wasn't raised in a lab, he's suffered worse than we have?"

"Oh, he's had good times, but he's also endured things we could never imagine," she said.

Wow. That was saying a lot. We had seen brains on sticks that could actually think, people given wolf genes, and a whole lot worse.

Iggy sat bolt upright, screaming.

He stopped and looked around him, embarrassed.

"Sorry..." he said. "Did I interrupt?"

"Yeah, pretty much," I said.

Then, the boy named Percy sat up.

"What, where?" he asked, then relaxed.

"Oh. right. Our escape plan failed horribly." He saw Angel, and said, "Oh, you're back. I met your family,"

"Yeah, I figured you would. I heard Max and told her to come get you first,"

"Oh. That was very considerate of you," he said, and frowned. Of course, I would have been fine on my own,"

"What do you mean?" I asked, puzzled.

"I have an loads of friends willing to fight through anything to get me back, that's how!" he said.

"Umm, who are these friends? And I seriously doubt they are as powerful as the five of us. We have enhanced DNA bro.

"So do we, in a way," he said. Huh?

"Umm, and how is that?"

"I've been trained for combat my entire life," said Percy.

I raised my eyebrows, and asked, "Are you in the military?"

Percy doubled over laughing, and said, "I'm not even eighteen..."

I narrowed my eyes, and said, "Spill it. Who are you?"

"Well, the names Perseus, but I go by Percy. Percy Jackson."

"Okay, and?" I said.

"I'm not a normal human being. In fact, some might not consider me human at all. I'm half god."

"Half of God?!" I asked startled.

"No, you dork, half Olympian god," said Angel proudly.

"Olympian god... " I mumbled. "Like in the myths?"

Percy hissed when I said myths.

"Angel, you go ahead and tell her the story, I'm feeling woozy," he said, slumping to the bottom of his cage. He was itching at his back.

Angel told me how the gods we had read about in mythology books with Jeb were real. She told me we had to trust this guy, because she had seen what a good person he was, and he would do anything to help his friends.

"In fact," she said, "That is his fatal flaw," according to his girlfriend's mom.

"And who is his girlfriend's mom?" I asked curiously.

"Athena," she said cheerfully.

"Athena as in, The Athena, goddess of wisdom and battle?"

"Yep," chimed Angel, practically bouncing with excitement.

I narrowed my eyes at her and said, "Wait, just how many half gods are there?"

Percy sat up, still itching his back, and said, "Not half gods, half-bloods, or you can call us demigods if you prefer. That's why my camp is called Half-Blood Hill,"

"Very creative," I said, smirking. "But there's a camp full of you?"

"Yeah. Well, two camps actually," he said, his eyebrows furrowed. "Probably about three hundred total, but that's if you could the retired and younger kids at Camp Jupiter.

"Three hundred..." I stuttered, astounded. "So you're saying that your mom is a goddess?"

"Umm, no. My mom is a mortal who lives in New York and sells candy for Sweets of America.

"Your dad?" I asked

"Poseidon," he replied casually, as if this were something he said daily.

"Let me get this straight. You're the son of the god of the ENTIRE freaking ocean? And there are hundreds of you half god people. Bull. I don't believe it. Prove it.

"Well, isn't this enough?" he took out his pen and transformed it into a sword again. He put the cap back on it, and showed me the name written down the side of the pen. Anaklusmos.

"It means Riptide in Greek," he said.

"Watch," he said, and threw it across the room. It clattered to the floor.

"Dude!" I exclaimed. "Why would you throw away a perfectly good sword?!"

"Give it a minute," he said. I stared at the sword, wanting to kill this idiot who threw magical pen-swords on the ground for no reason. Now the Erasers would get hold of it. I wondered how that hadn't already. I suppose they just thought he couldn't do much damage with a pen.

I chuckled at how little they knew. Then, suddenly, the sword vanished like a mirage.

"See!" said Percy.

"Where did it go?!" I exclaimed.

"Back into my pocket of course!" he said, laughing. He pulled the magical pen out of his pocket and held it up for me to see, laughter dancing in his sea-green eyes.

"How?!" I cried, baffled.

"It's enchanted, duh," he said, rolling his eyes.

"Okay, whatever,' I said. But I was really impressed. I couldn't explain how he had done that.

"If you're the son of the sea god, get us some sushi because I'm hungry!"

"Umm, no can do, because we're in the middle of a desert," Percy grumbled.

"Oh, right," I said disappointed.

"But I can do a bit of fun with the small bit of water from our cups!" he said, smiling.

Everyone watched eagerly as Percy raised his hand.

The dingy water rose from our cups, and formed a perfect sphere in Percy's hand. My eyes widened, and I couldn't stop my jaw from dropping half a mile.

"Okay, now THAT is impressive," I said, in awe.

"All my friends have powers, and they're all headed this way, right now. We'll be out of here in no time, unless of course, they run into a few roadblocks along the way," he said.

"Like what?"

"Well, flying ships tend to attract a lot of monstrous visitors."

"Flying ships?" Gazzy said. "That's not possible!"

"It is when you're talking about Leo," I said.

"Seriously, who is this Leo you keep talking about?!" I exclaimed.

"Just one of my friends. He's a son of Hephaestus that has the rare ability to summon fire. He loves building things, and for our last quest, he built the Argo II so we could go close the doors of death. Also, he tamed and rebuilt the bronze dragon that was terrorizing our camp, and named him Festus. And of course, you can't forget the holographic projection of Coach Hedge on Buford the Table,"

Angel giggled, like she actually understood the things he was saying.

"What language are you speaking?" I asked him, bewildered by the overload of information.

"Okay fine. Life is not going to be easy hanging out with you guys until I explain everything. I get it. So, it all started back when I was thirteen. I had gotten kicked out of every school I went to. Then, this girl named Nancy Bobofit was bullying my friend Grover. I was so angry. Suddenly, Nancy was just in the pool, screaming, "Percy pushed me!" Then, my Pre-Algebra teacher who was always a jerk to me, came over, and dragged me into the Greek museum we were touring. When we got to an empty room, she..."

"Turned into a demon bat lady!" cried Angel.

"Umm... yeah..." muttered Percy.

"And demanded that you, 'give it back and you will suffer less pain'"

"Yeah, anyways, my Greek mythology teacher threw me this pen, and it turned into a sword. Just as she attacked, I swung the sword, and she exploded into golden dust. The rest of the year, everyone swore that this other lady had been our Pre-algebra teacher the whole year. The mist, which is a magical substance that prevents mortals from seeing things from our world, had covered it up. My friend Grover started acting weird. Then, when my mom and I went to the cabin on the beach where she met my dad, Grover arrived in the middle of the night in a thunderstorm. He had no pants on. It was because he was a saytr. He was panicked, and we all got in the car. Then, the minotaur showed up. He chased us all the way to Camp Half-Blood. WE managed to get the Pine tree that guarded the hill..."

"And then what happened?" Gazzy asked him eagerly for like, the millionth time. His voice was getting scratchy from talking for so long.

"Well," he said, "Hades showed up with Nico, and saved the day."

"Awesome!" Gazzy exclaimed.

Fifteen minutes later, he was telling us the story of the mysterious boy who had got sent to Camp Half-Blood after he disappeared. That's when Leo showed up. Leo sounded like a funny guy alright. He had rigged Coach Hedge's megaphone to sound like Darth Vader, and say, 'Oink, I am a pig'.

Several hours later, he was recounting how he had trudged through Tartars with his girlfriend, Annabeth. I had to admit. I had never dreamed of such horrors as he described them. Drinking liquid fire to stay alive? Definitely not on my to-do list. Fighting the spirit of the Pit of Eternal Damnation with a Titan named Bob, a skeletal kitty, and a giant riding a Drakon? That was a new one.

The more he talked, the more I realized that he had faced hardships that would crush any regular human being. I felt like crying, just from hearing the pain in his voice when he described seeing Annabeth stumble around, calling his name not seeing him cry out in pain as poisons seeped through his bloodstream.

I wanted to give the poor guy a hug, but I had a feeling he wouldn't appreciate the movement.

After all he had been through, our suffering just sounded lame. You got experimented on by scientists and grew up in cages? Big deal, I walked through the Pit of Eternal Damnation, and a week later, I defeated the Earth Mother.

I developed a new respect for him, and his friends. They were real heroes. I agreed with Angel. If anyone deserved to be set free from this hellhole, it was this guy.

Then, suddenly, out of the silence, Percy gave a shriek and grabbed at his back. "What's wrong?" I asked.

"I don't know!" he cried. "My shoulders are on fire!"

"Turn around and let me see," I demanded.

He obliged. I saw that his shoulders were bright pink, like a baby's skin.

He gave another jerk and gritted his teeth. Two bumps rose from behind his shoulder blades. Then, he screamed in agony as two black bumps exploded from his back in a burst of blood. He fell to the floor writhing in agony. I realized what the bumps were.

The whitecoats had given him wings.