**** Just a short drabble on how Percy would've felt when his city was yet again under attack of the Chitauri ****

Percy:

I was just lounging on the sofa, watching some crappy movie called 'Clash of the Titans'. I mean, seriously? My dear uncle (note the sarcasm here) Hades does NOT have hair like Ralph Fiennes has in this movie. And Zeus definitely doesn't have a beard as long as Liam Neeson's. They've got the entire thing completely twisted! Ugh, mortals.
Suddenly, I see some huge shadow of a creature that kinda looked like a dragon without limbs but a tail ready to rampage the city. I blinked. It this really happening? Who am I kidding! Of course it is!

I got up from the sofa and moved toward my room to the fire escape to see what exactly was happening. Then I saw it. The city looked as bad as it looked during the titan war, except, there were sceaming mortals covering for shelter everywhere.

Not. MY. City. Again.

I decided to use the fire escape to get down and help the mortals, while wondering who the Hades brought this down on us. Whoever it was, I was determined to shove him into the pits of Tartarus.

Finally, I got down. I helped some poor lady who was stuck between her car and another one. It's quite easy when you possess at least quarter the strengh of a powerful god like my dad. Then, I made my way to the place where the centre of the battle seemed to take place. Suddenly, a golden and red armored thing flew past me. Huh? Wait a second. THAT'S IRON MAN! So, he's the one respnsible?

I still kept moving down the street when I saw a huge guy with a hammer to rival the Hephaestus guys' ones. He whirled and twirled and brought down lightning and -

- wait. LIGHTNING? Is this Zeus?

Of course not.

He never looked like that.

But of course, gods can change their appearances.

But since when did he start wielding a hammer? Doesn't he use his master -

- Oh no.

OH GODS NO!

It wasn't Zeus. It was Thor, that Norse god whom I had read about back in that... well, some day.

What is a Norse god doing here?

And something round and big and very American - looking sailed past my head, nearly decapitiating me.

It was Captain America's shield.

Wait. Captain America?

Holy Poseidon. He was standing right in front of me, asking me something

" - all right?"

"Huh?"

"I asked you kid, are you all right?"

"Yeah, yeah I'm all right." I smiled.

"Okay kid, go back home. Now. Go seek shelter - "

"LOOK OUT!"

I stabbed that ugly looking thing right in between the shoulder blades, without thinking.

HE blinked.

"Yeah, you be safe too! Good day!" I yelled and ran away.

Phew.

That was a close call.

It's not my battle, I thought.

It was that guy Thor's.

Time to go back home and finish watching that crappy movie.