Stone...or in which Loki pisses of Medusa, and everyone else is confused... rated T for Percy's potty brain
A/N: So I was reading Avengers fanfiction, and then I was was reading Thor fanfiction, followed by Avengers/Percy Jackson fanfiction, then made the jump to Thor/Percy Jackson fanfiction. Then I thought, would Loki turn into stone if he looked at Medusa, so that is where this came from.
Really just a crackfic, but I guess it could be serious
~Enid
'shit, Shit, SHIT' was really the only thing running through Percy's mind at the moment, he was fighting Medusa, FUCKING Medusa, and like an idiot he dropped his sword, the sword pen thing, he DROPPED his sword while fighting MEDUSA, SHIT.
Then there was this flash of blinding blue light, and all hell broke loose, not like hell hadn't already broken loose, but all hell broke loose. Percy decided to sneak a look, not the smartest idea, but flash of blue light and you just have to look.
Standing right between him and Medusa, facing him, was a guy, in full armor, and a helmet, with antlers on it, FUCKING golden foot long curved antlers. Now a week ago that would have freaked him out, but a week ago he hadn't been fighting MEDUSA with a pen that turned into a sword.
The strange man spoke,″ I am Loki, Norse God of Mischief, bow before me mortals.″ Well, shit, double shit. So apparently not only were the Olympian gods real, but the Norse ones were to.
″I am no mortal,″ spat Medusa a tinge of hatred making itself known,″ why don't you turn around and look, sssneeak a peek.″
Loki turned and looked, then...nothing happened, absolutly NOTHING. Well triple shit then, they were fucking screwed. This...god wanted to enslave them all, and they were powerless, fucking shit.
″Well, this is certainly an unexpected occurrence, I certainly didn't expect to discover any age old cursed creatures on Midgard, tell me who performed the enchantment, no never mind do not tell me I can smell the Olympian power on you still, arrogant dimwits that they are.″
″I will destroy you,″ cried Medusa in a desperate tone.
She then proceeded to be encased in ice...and then shattered,″ Foolish creature,″ smirked Loki before turning,″now, what to do with you, I smell the Olympian stench on you as well.″
At a loss for what to do Percy took a look at the man's...God's, outstretched arm and jumped behind the nearest statue, well quadruple shit.
Making a run for it he ran, and ran...and ran. When he ran into Grover and Anabelle he just grabbed their arms and continued running.
And Loki just stood their laughing manically in the center of Medusa's lair.
A/N: Well a hell of a lot more swearing then normal, sorry. But if you were in Percy's situation you would be swearing a lot to, but apologies any way
~Enid