So, chapter 11 is here finally! This one will be Percy, Leo, Grover, and Max. Hooray, first Leo POV. This is a crazy chapter, so get ready!
Percy:
I screamed as white hot pain exploded in my back yet again. It felt like I was being stabbed repeatedly with a red hot sword. I gritted my teeth as a fresh wave of pain racked my body.
Max put her hand on my back, between my shoulders and pushed. It helped a little with the pain, but not much.
"What is this?!" I cried my vision starting to go black.
"I'll tell you when you're in a better state okay. Just relax," she cooed, and let me grip her hand against the pain.
It went like this for several hours, with me fading in and out of consciousness, hot blood pouring from my back. I gasped as my body stopped feeling the pain, and my joints relaxed as I sank into oblivion.
Max:
Finally, after over two hours of him groaning in pain, and blood spurting from the gaping wounds where his wings were pushing through, the poor boy finally passed out. I couldn't believe they had actually inserted DNA into a live human, not into a test tube baby. I didn't even know they could do that. They normally grafted them to Erasers, but those always failed.
His blood soaked wing fluttered slightly, as he sighed peacefully. I kept my hand on his warm back the entire night, laying down in my cage and watching him sleep. He looked like a baby angel, smiling as he slept, and I wondered what he was dreaming about. Finally, morning came, and everyone else woke up.
"His wings grew out a lot last night," observed Angel.
"Yeah, they're like Fangs!" said Nudge.
"Cool!" said Gazzy, grinning. "A new flock member!"
"Umm..." I said, startled. I hadn't thought about that. I suppose we would have to let him join us, now that he had wings and all.
Percy sat up with a jerk.
He winced, and grasped at his back. He gasped, when he felt his baby wings, feathers sticking together with blood. "Wings," he said.
"Yeah, that's what yesterday was all about," I muttered.
"Oh gods, wings! I can't have wings!" Zeus will kill me!"
"Oh, said Angel. He's right. Zeus would never let him fly!"
"What will Annabeth think?!" he cried exasperatedly.
"Hey," I said, "It will be all right."
"How can you know that?" he snapped at me.
"I just do," I said. "Your friends are coming to rescue us any time now.
"Right," said Percy, fluttering his wings experimentally.
"Hey," I said. "Scoot over here and let me try to was your wings off.
"Guys, I need your waters," I said to my flock mates, causing a chorus of groans.
"Wait," said Percy. "Blood is mostly water, and I managed to control poisons, so why not blood?"
"It's worth a go so that I can drink my water!" said Iggy.
He closed his eyes, and his brow furrowed. He grunted, and the dried blood liquified and ran to the floor, leaving his wings sleek and soft.
He moaned, clutching his head.
"Okay, that gave me a definite headache," he said, pressing his fingers to his temples.
"Lie down a while and rest," I said.
He happily obliged, collapsing into a pile of limbs and feathers. Within minutes, he was snoring again.
Grover:
I was in the middle of directing a group of nymphs, when I suddenly passed out. I saw Percy laying in a cage in a pile of black feathers. He was snoring loudly, and I realized that the feathers were wings. Percy had wings! I didn't understand the dream, but figured this must be an empathy link.
"Percy! I shouted. his dream form sat up, blinking.
"Percy, they're coming to rescue you. Stay where you are!" I cried. The connection was fading rapidly, and before Percy could say anything, it blinked out.
Leo:
I was working on the sail where the dumb birds had sliced through them, when I saw Grover's face appear in an IM.
"I just saw Percy in a dream," he said. "I told him you were coming. He was sleeping in a cage!"
"In a cage?!" I cried, astonished.
"Yeah, you better hurry," said Grover, and then the IM cut out.