Finally, seven reviews! For the reviewer who calls him/herself Bookworm, I appreciate your critique. Sorry, I just like to write in flock's POV. It is likely you'll get some demigod POV's later, during the quest. Very likely. And for everybody else, thanks for the reviews, and enjoy the next chapter! This one made me laugh SO hard. Let me remind you readers (especially Fax lovers) of one thing: Max may have joined the Hunters, but that doesn't change how she feels...

Your pride causes foolishness. The Voice was trying to make a comeback. You're too impulsive.

Imparting the usual cryptic advice, that's my Voice. Would it hurt to be more specific?

Silent again. It never answered when I needed it too. Especially if I mentioned how confusing it was. Now that I thought about it, my wings felt lighter. My whole body felt lighter, and I felt quicker and stronger. I pulled my wings out and gave them a few experimental flaps. Perfect.

Everybody was staring at me.

"What?" I asked, breaking the awkward silence.

"Max...your wings..." Gazzy said uncertainly.

I put a finger to my wings. They felt all right. But when I brought one to my face to look...

"Wow." That was all I could manage. My wings looked like they had been coated in moonlight. A good thing, as far as I was concerned.

"They look beautiful." Fang supplied. I almost blushed, but the blood rushing to my face seemed to stop at my neck. Must've been a Huntress thing. Artemis cast Fang a dirty look, and began to glow. We all averted our eyes.

Artemis was gone. A silvery bow, not unlike Thalia's, was left in her wake, along with a quiver of metallic arrows. I picked them up. "So, now what?" I asked.

"We tell Mr. D and Chiron about the quest." Thalia suggested.

"Sounds good." I nodded. "Now we find them. But first I want to try the bow." I sprinted out of the infirmary at top speed, and rocketed into the air. Flying never felt this great. I was drawing a lot of pointed fingers.

The bow was in my hands as soon as I formed the intention in my head of shooting it. Pulling an arrow from the quiver, I set it to the string. My finger slipped, and the arrow fell...oh...maybe five hundred feet. I'd get it later.

When I put my hand back to the quiver, I found that the arrow had been replenished. Unlimited arrows. Cool.

"WHAT IN HADES WAS THAT FOR, HUH?" someone spluttered below me. I dived down toward the noise.

The first thing I saw was Mr. D, his face contorted with rage. He had an arrow firmly lodged in his forehead. A bit or ichor was dripping around it.

"WELL?"

"It was an accident." I said smoothly. I never had a way with authority figures, anyway.

His eyes were glowing a purplish color. Now I knew, he was really pissed off. His mouth opened, as if to utter a word that'd probably blast me apart.

"Mr. D, you can't go around blowing campers to pieces." Chiron had come to my rescue.

"Why not?" he whined. "She's not a camper!"

"You can't blow anyone else to pieces, either." Chiron reprimanded him. "Your father would probably ground you for another century or so."

Mr. D walked away, grumbling to himself. Chiron turned to me. "Is there anything you need me for?"

"Actually, yes. Read this." I handed him the letter.

He read through it, frowning. "You need a quest."

I resisted the urge to say, "duh".

"Sounds good. You can leave with the group when you're ready. Percy, Annabeth, and Thalia are going with you." Chiron said.

Whenever we're ready. We didn't always get that luxury. I just nodded, and took off. It was very much made easier because of the new wings. It was more than an aesthetic change.

The rest of the flock were flying around the pond, checking it out. The campers canoeing, including Percy, were waving at them. Gazzy was cannonballing into the pool from tremendous heights.

"Guys!" I yelled, startling them. "Chiron gave us approval. We're leaving."

"Who're the lucky campers?" Fang asked. I had forgotten about that part.

"Percy, Annabeth, and Thalia."

I'll spare you the boring details, but we rounded up the trio and left. We got a big see-off from the other campers, as well. Then there was the issue of transportation. We were just outside the camp, and then I realized. "How are you going to keep up with us?"

Annabeth frowned. "We can't fly, that's for sure." She had told me about Zeus' grudge against Percy.

"I plan to get to the School as fast as I can, despite three laggards." I said offhandedly. "The flock and I are flying. No question about that."

I didn't get the unanimous reaction I had been hoping for. "But then we'll leave them behind!" Nudge protested.

"They can take a plane."

A flash of understanding lit up Annabeth's eyes. "Of course! Zeus won't kill his own daughter!"

That wasn't exactly why I had suggested that, but it worked. In this case, no one was going to get struck out of the sky. How convenient. They would go their way, and we would go ours. We'd meet at...oh yeah. They had no idea where the School was. On the map, I believe it was in the middle of "freaking nowhere".

"No. We need to stick together. You don't know where the School is." As much as I didn't like slowing down for anyone, it had to be done. Stupid prophecies.

A voice behind me gave an ominous laugh. I was tired of this "voice behind me" business. I turned around.

There was a man behind us. He looked like a Frankenstein remake, his body appeared to be patched together. He had long gray hair, and his eyes...they radiated power. Not just power. Evil power.

"Impossible..." Annabeth whispered.

He laughed again - the same laugh as in my dream.

"Kronos?" I asked shakily. This was volatile territory.

"Not quite." The man said without smiling. "I am Kronos II."

This chapter isn't all that great, I know. I wasn't really in the mood for writing today, but I did it anyway. I didn't want to disappoint my readers. Maybe tomorrow will be better. Seven reviews, remember! And Percy's POV will probably come next chapter. Not making any guarantees, but probably.