Ali POV

I sighed. Again.

The hardest part about being a demigod is the press. No joke. I walked over to the sea, passed the golden monster dust. It took me a second to concentrate enough to vapour travel.

Outside Camp I heard the mandatory password test.

"Ali Shadowheart, 15, daughter of Poseidon." I said quickly. I passed through the magical barrier and stood in Cabin 3. It was a massive mess. As usual. I sighed. Again.

I scribbled a quick not in Greek. Tidy this place up or I'll tell Clarisse we'll help her team for Capture the Flag.

Percy would get it eventually.

I walked out, after quickly changing into an orange Camp top and black jeans. I headed off, twisting my pearl necklace in my hands.

The cemetery was empty. As usual. I walked over to my mother's grave. I sighed and placed my necklace down, covering it with dirt so it wouldn't be stolen. I sighed and sat down. This would be a long night. But at least no monsters came to the cemetery. Right?

It was dark when I began to head home. I suddenly heard footsteps behind me. I turned quickly. Nothing. I sighed. I was paranoid. I continued walking.

Hawkeye POV

I studied the girl as she walked. Ali Shadowheart. Why was she wanted by SHIELD again? I had never got my answer. Suddenly she turned to look at me. I disappeared behind a tree. After a few minutes I peeked back out and continued following her. Eventually, she steered away from where she was originally headed. I could tell. With a nervous glance behind her she turned a sudden corner and continued towards the coast near Long Island. I sighed and flowered her, speeding up. I had to make contact soon.

When she reached the sea, she relaxed. She sat down in the water, trainers still on. I began to approach hesitantly.

"Why are you following me?" She said quietly. She obviously knew I was there.

"I wasn't following you! I don't even know you." I exclaimed. Half true, of course. When I said that, she seemed to relax. I wondered why. I moved closer to her, my boots now in the water.

"What are you doing here then?" the girl asked indignantly. I smiled.

"I need your help."

She frowned at my reply. I sat down next to her.

"Really. I'm Hawkeye. You might have..."

"No clue. Apollo, is that you?" she asked. Just then, I heard a voice frown down the beach.

Ali POV

"No clue. Apollo, is that you?" I studied the man carefully. He looked blankly at me. Not a god then. Oops. I heard footsteps and voices from down the beach and turned.

Flash Thompson glared at me.

"It's Kelp Head! Whose your boyfriend?" He taunted. I laughed.

"Oh, you know, people that are too good to know you. The usual!" I said. Why was I demanding a pounding? Holy Hades, why!?

Hawkass, or whatever his name was, grinned as well. Flash lifted me up by the collar. Hawkass scrambled to his feet. Of course he was too late.

Flash dug his fist into my stomach hard. I didn't wince despite the pain that caused. Right where my burn from Tartarus was. Percy had gotten off lucky, no scars. I however...

A few years after my brother Percy endured Tartarus, I had to endure it too. Alone. Because Zeus acted like a... Don't say anything. Anyway, it was painful.

Flash hit me again in the stomach then punched me in the face a good few times. I winced finally. Broken nose? Yes. Yes. Chiron would kill me.

I finally began to struggle, the pain beginning to annoy me. I had to get back to heal my nose for school tomorrow! I sighed and kicked Flash in the stomach as hard as I could. He dropped me and collapsed.

"Is that all you can take!?" I yelled. Then a blinding headache hit me. Memories shot at me like bullets. 50 calibre bullets.

"Come on Fishy, l let's fly!" Max yelled. He was a son of Zeus. He was my boyfriend. He had died for me. The memories flooded me and I blacked out.

Steve Rodgers POV

I sighed. How long was Hawkeye going to be? The elevator dinged, right on cue, revealing Hawkeye. Only...

His purple and black suit was stained with blood. Soaked hair draped over his shoulder.

In his arms he supported a girl. She was unconscious, but still beautiful. Her lips were full, her hair dark, even more so with her own blood. But there was something weird going on.

Her arm suddenly bent at an impossible angle. A scar trail down her arm, jagged and long. It was as if some unseen force was harming her. Badly. I wanted to stand up and rush over, but I was paralysed.

"The infirmary is on level 10!" Tony shouted at the idiotic Hawkeye. Hawkeye frowned.

"I know that Stark! I need Bruce to help her!" Clint yelled. What? Since when did Clint care about others? Especially random kids?

Bruce followed Clint out quickly. It was so quiet that we could hear the whirring of machines downstairs. I stood up and went to the elevator the kid would be pretty shaken up when she woke. It might be handy to see somebody she'd recognise.

Down in the infirmary, Bruce was desperately trying to rouse the girl. Nothing would work. I had a sudden idea.

I grabbed some water from a nearby table. It was a huge jug, at least a gallon. Without hesitation, I dumped it over the girl.

She sat by upright, opening her eyes for a mere second. She focused. I winced as her arm popped back into place. Again as her nose did the same. Her cuts faded into long jagged scars.

She opened her eyes and looked up at us with clear annoyance.

Doused in water, sickly pale and covered in cuts and bruises and scars, she glared at the Avengers like she could beat us all in a fight. It was hard not to laugh. At first.

Hawkeye stepped forward slowly, palms up, to sooth her.

"Hey, Hawkass or whatever your name is, where am I?" She demanded. I smiled. Hawkass. Priceless.

"Stark Towers kid!" Clint said. She glared at him.

"Where now? I gotta go or my brother is going to kill me!" The girl exclaimed loudly.

"Fury, we got her at Avengers Tower." Clint said into a microphone on his suit. So that's who she was. Hawkeye's mission.

"No. I'm leaving." The annoyance in her sea green eyes sparked. She glared at us again. And with that, she was gone, having vanished into thin air.

Ali POV

I kicked a rock down the shore, waiting. How long did it take Percy to drive a couple miles, gosh. I began to think I should just walk.

I heard and odd whizzing, like a projectile flying. My hand snapped up and I caught it before it hit my head.

It was a silver arrow, topped with mortal bronze and tranquillizer serum. I glared out at the trees. What the hell?!

With no warning a woman rushed out, her red hair flying everywhere. Red rushed me and tried to get a few punches in. Annoyed, I reached for my sword. She was mortal, it wouldn't hurt her. Only intimidate her. I swung it threateningly. She kept coming.

I sighed and dropped my sword. I was okay at hand to hand, but even better and getting hit. Lots. So that's what I did. Get punched an awful lot.

Then I spun, kicking upwards. I hit Red in the head and knocked her out. She groaned tiredly. Next, a some roboty thingy came at me from above. I sighed and kicked upward in the surf. Soon k was level with Robot Thingymabob. It blasted something at me. With a flick of my hand, I let that be absorbed by the water. I flung a wave of water at Robot Thingymabob and watched as the lights fades from the eye things.

I let the water set me down. Too early. Something slammed into me, knocking me out into the sea. What's the point? It crashed towards me. I sent a wave with the destructive power of a tsunami at a big minster. Ugly Green fell back, unconscious. My life these days was a mess. First attacked by Flash. Then kidnapped. Then attacked again.

The attacks didn't stop coming. Hawkass ran out followed by a patriotic soldier dude. Together they rushed at me. Solider Dude flung a shield at me. I reached up and caught it with a watery hand. He stopped dead, confused. Hawkass continued coming. I splashed him back with a massive wave. He hit the sand hard, and blacked out. Soldier Dude ran at me and started punching.

"Dude, what did I do? Zeus knows I haven't done anything!" I shouted in annoyance, dodging around Soldier Dude. I carefully punched at his neck. He fell over, unconscious. Annabeth had taught me that trick. I sighed and walked off, leaving them at the beach. What was going on!?

When I got back to Camp, Percy was already waiting. He glared at me fiercely.

"I'm not telling you. I promise you, I won't tell you!"

"Good. You're grounded." He growled.