WHAT THE FNICK. This was supposed to be uploaded two days ago. Then, THE INTERNET BROKE. I am so upset. But anyways…

If you're still following this story, you're probably stupid. I might be the most irresponsible, despicable fanfiction writer that's ever existed. But I love you, I love you, so much with all my heart. I will never be able to thank you enough for staying with me.

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And here goes…

Fang POV

I've been through a lot of crap. I've been to a Justin Bieber concert. I've eaten half a cockroach. (A/N: Diary of a Lovesick Mutant? Yes? Haha) Heck, I grew up in a cage.

But never, never before have I ever been drenched by a hundred tons of toilet water.

And trust me, I wish I could still say that.

Worst of all, I looked up to see that Percy kid staring at Max – yes, my Max – with a triumphant grin on his face, completely dry.

I glared at him, trying to wipe that stupid smirk off his face.

See, this is why Max was the leader. It was her job to think things like "He can control water! We have to be careful" or "Yay, the erasers are gone."

Me? Nope. It took every single ounce of concentration and effort I had in me to keep me from running over and ripping Percy's stupid little head off. So much that for a few seconds, I didn't notice Iggy lying face down on the floor, not moving. Or Gazzy's absence.

But by then, Max was already crouched on the floor beside Iggy, her eyes darting about suspiciously, daring anyone to move. Angel's eyebrows furrowed, obviously trying to concentrate as she had a mental conversation with Max.

"HOLY CRAP!" Gazzy's voice suddenly screamed from outside. Relief flooded my body. He was okay. The sound of police sirens drifted up, just like after every exciting scene in action movies.

U and A out the window when Max gives the signal.

Sometimes, Angel's abilities really did come in handy.

Thanks.

I rolled my eyes internally.

"Gazzy!" Max exclaimed. "What's going on?"

I saw his wings first as he lifted himself up through the air. His light brown feathers fluttered in the nighttime Las Vegas breeze, and I felt suddenly the glory of the night. Oh god that just made me sound absolutely like a prepubescent girl, erase it from your memory.

Well, the little smirk finally fell off Percy's face as, having seen Gazzy's wings, the mouths of him and his friends dropped open.

"Well," Gazzy said, landing inside with obvious sass, beaming at the other kids, frozen in shock. "If you didn't notice, a lot of toilet water kind of just owned all of us." He stood up triumphantly as he shook the water out of his hair. "The police are outside, too."

And then the black haired girl – the hot one, oh god I hope Angel wasn't in my head – who had challenged Max snapped back to life. She stood up from her crouch in the corner and walked quickly, with a worried look on her face, to the window. Looking down, she bit her lip and then snapped her fingers.

"There is no damage to this building or the street. There has only been a car accident." She snapped again, and then thunder rumbled above.

Then, something in the air seemed to change almost – like the humidity. I don't know. I looked over at Max, who was still hunched over Iggy's unconscious body. Our eyes met, and I knew that she had felt it too.

Something was seriously weird about these kids. Even though they carried around swords, we had to be careful.

I quickly glanced around, doing a 360. Annabeth was looking at Thalia with knowing eyes, Percy was still gawking at Gazzy's wings, Grover was clutching onto a potted plant in the corner as if for dear life (I was a little confused by that one) and mini-me had disappeared.

Uh-oh, that was not a good sign. See, in my line of experience, if someone disappears, they're coming back. With a vengeance and a machete. Or a gun. Or a... Okay, I think you get the point.

"Fang, carry Iggy. U and A on three," Max whispered so that they other kids couldn't hear, but the flock could all hear clearly. I tensed, preparing to lunge at Iggy, pick him up, and leap into the –

"SHIT!" someone screamed. We all whirled around to see that mini-me had come out of the shadows – like, legitimately materialized from the shadows in the corner. I wasn't impressed, obviously, I mean, I could fly, but I was mind blown. Okay, maybe I was a little impressed. But still.

"The underworld's a complete mess," he panted, eyes flicking about. "There are mortals at the entrance, I'm not sure what they're doing, but they can see through the mist and they can kill monsters."

"Are you kidding me?" Percy exclaimed, irritation written all over his face. "We're on freaking vacation."

Thunder rumbled again. Something about these kids and thunder – I wasn't just wary, I was legitimately freaked out.

I realized that I was still tensed, waiting for Max's command, but escape seemed to have already totally left her mind. She walked menacingly over to mini-me.

"What are you talking about?" she demanded in a low voice, the kind that scared even me. And damn did she have a nice –

Fang! Gosh watch your thoughts! Kids over here!

I gave Angel a look. I felt kind of bad for her, having to experience everything that goes through a teenage bird-kid's brain.

I expected a witty remark from her, but her eyebrows creased into a frown and her eyes glossed completely over. I could tell by the way that Max suddenly twitched that she was having a mental conversation with Angel.

"What do you mean?" Mini-me said, looking up at Max, not cringing at all under her glare. That really annoyed me for some reason.

"I mean, what's this underworld? What's that code for, your new little lab?" Max snarled.

"What?" Mini-me looked around at his friends, and then back to Max. "I thought we already explained to you."

Max leaned back again, crossing her arms, smirking. "So, you're going to go with the Hercules thing again? Nice try, emo."

His eyes flared a bit at the word "emo," but then he returned to the apathetically depressed face he had been wearing.

"Look Max," Annabeth suddenly said, surprisingly gentle.

Max turned slowly and warily to look at her.

Annabeth continued, "I don't know what you've been through, but it's obviously been a lot. And I can tell that you guys are all really powerful. But please, we can't fight. We've been fighting to save the world and all mortals, and I'm getting the feeling that you have too. So please, let us explain ourselves to each other."

Max's frown twitched a tiny bit, and then her eyes glazed over. My eyes drifted back to Angel, whose eyes were closed in concentration. Gazzy was sitting next to a still-unconscious Iggy, looking concerned and amused at once. Nudge was lying on her stomach on the bed, eyes directed at mini-me, biting her lip.

"We'll hear you out," Angel suddenly commanded, her eyes flying open.

"Thank gods, someone with a freaking brain," Thalia grumbled, probably thinking that no one could hear her.

"Thank you," said Annabeth politely, ignoring Thalia.

"You go first," said Max, her eyes sparkling, clearly testing them.

"As we already said, Greek mythology is real. Okay?" Thalia suddenly said from her seat in the corner, speaking slowly as if Max was retarded.

"Aww, you have a speech impediment too?" said Max in a sarcastically sweet voice. "What a little bundle of sunshine."

Before Thalia could retort, Percy quickly interrupted her. "Anyways, Kronos the Titan, tried to rise again a while ago. He almost succeeded, but we defeated him and threw him back into Tartarus. It didn't happen that easily or smoothly, but that's the story in a nutshell."

They all looked expectantly at us, while we looked dumbly back at them.

"Wait one sec there. Can you explain that?" Nudge said, breaking the silence. Actually, it was pretty strange that she hadn't said anything so far. "What are Titans? Are they like gods? But isn't that like a football team or something? I mean, I don't really care about football but I just hear about them, you know? Wait, if they're like gods, how do you kill them? You can't kill a god, can you? Or maybe you can, well you say you did, but how did that –"

"We're not schooled," I cut her off.

Annabeth let out a nervous laugh. "Well, the gods aren't really solid beings, you know? They're more like spirits, but they do sort of have a body… It's complicated. The Titans are kind of like gods, but they're bigger. And they used to rule the world. They were violent and despised humans, and life was really horrible for mortals. Kronos was the king of the titans. He ate all his sons – this is really weird, I know – to make sure that they didn't rebel."

"And then," Percy continued, apparently really eager to tell the story, "Kronos' wife felt bad for Zeus when he was born, so she hid and raised Zeus without Kronos knowing. Then, when Zeus was old enough, he came back, killed Kronos, and freed all his brothers and sisters from Kronos' stomach."

Max and I exchanged a look that said "what the hell."

"Kronos has been trying to get his power back ever since, and he almost succeeded a few weeks ago, but we defeated him," Annabeth finished.

"Are you serious?" Gazzy exclaimed, practically glowing with excitement.

"Gazzy, do you think they're serious?" Max said, raising her eyebrows.

"Why do you think I can control water?" Percy exclaimed angrily, standing up. Annabeth shot him a glare, but he ignored her.

"My father is Poseidon, god of the sea!" he proclaimed proudly.

"Really?" Max responded, without a change in her tone.

"You're going to have to believe us!" Mini-me suddenly exclaimed, making everyone jump.

Angel POV

Their thoughts were all a mess. Annabeth's brain was like a computer. Her thoughts were, like, coded, and I could only understand a few snippets her and there. She seemed to want to get to know us, though, and she definitely wasn't any kind of robot.

The weird kid's mind wasn't that fast, but it was dark. That probably sounds weird, but there were legit shadows in his brain. Something was definitely weird about him, that was probably why he was mean and emo!

Percy's brain was the easiest to go through. Thalia called him "seaweed brain" earlier, but his brain wasn't actually full of seaweed. It was pretty clear, actually. But still, he used weird words and there were pictures of weird monsters in there – it was kind of scary.

I was kind of confused because they weren't totally surprised by our wings – well, they only saw Gazzy's. I think Thalia had seen other bird-kids before, but she called them something else that sounded really weird.

Trust your power.

Oh, there goes my voice again. Max complains about her voice a lot, and I would too because it is so annoying! But it always told me that I had to keep it a secret, or really bad things would happen to me.

So, I should trust my power. Well, my power was to read their minds, and if I trusted that I was getting their entire minds, I guess then that meant that they weren't working with Itex and they weren't evil.

So I sent a mental message to Max.

Max, believe them. They're telling the truth.

She frowned, and thought about how if they weren't lying, they were clearly delusional and we shouldn't have anything to do with them.

Fang, what's delusional? I asked him with my mind. He thought back to me – does that even make sense? – that delusional meant you were crazy!

I frowned. They weren't crazy, I could tell. Max was wrong.

Max, they're not crazy! They're telling the truth!

Max sighed, and then looked back at Percy.

"Fine then," she said. "So let's say we believe you. Why are you here right now?"

"Umm…" Percy said, scratching his head. Max thought it was cute! Shame on her. "Well, we were kind of on vacation, but then the monsters attacked so we might have to go back and see what that's about."

Angel! Angel! I heard from Gazzy's mind.

What? I responded while still keeping my eyes on Max.

"Oh, the erasers?" Max laughed out loud while Percy and Annabeth exchanged glances. "They never understand when we're on vacation either. They're nothing to worry about."

Angel, you might want to tell everyone to duck when I say so. Iggy had some wires in his pocket, I'm sorry!

I smiled and rolled my eyes at my brother, transmitting a mental message to the flock as Percy said with wide eyes, "What? You've fought those before?"

The flock got the message. Max glared at Gazzy, Fang did his half-smile thing, Nudge didn't really have a response weirdly, and Iggy was… well, unconscious.

"What?" Thalia said, annoyed, from the corner.

"DUCK!" Gazzy screamed right at that moment, and we all dove down onto the floor, Nudge screaming, as a gigantic red firework-looking thing shot up towards the ceiling and then exploded. It smelled like cherries.

The last thing I noticed was really girly scream from Percy before a chunk of the ceiling fell down and hit me on the head.

So wow. Another chapter, after what. Half a year? This is really, really bad. I love you all too much for sticking with me. Too fucking much. Thank you thank you thank you.

So, I got hypnotized on Saturday, if anyone happens to care about my personal life. It was hilarious.

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