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"You know what you need to do," Fury said to us. By us, I mean the Avengers. I am Natasha Romanoff, Black Widow. I nodded and took a leave from the table (please comment if this sentence made any sense to you). I indeed knew what I had to do. Percy Jackson, Annabeth Chase, Luna Arrow, Be prepared, for I am coming for you. I had just crossed into Long Island. Not to far from Stark Tower. I put on the sunglasses that Thor gave me. They allowed me to see things regular mortals couldn't. Like Camp Half-Blood. Immediately, the world changed. Instead of the grassy field that had stretched in front of me before, a huge camp, Camp Half-Blood, covered the area. Greek open air pavilions and many other buildings were dotted here and there. I was now also able to see the kids.
There were about two hundred or so, milling about. But I could see many stealing glances at me. It was true. I did look a bit strange. I tall Russian woman with red hair and pale skin, with a black suit on, not the kind men wear, I hope you know what I mean. My bracelets/weapons on my wrist, a black hat and sunglasses. A kid, obviously one respected, walked toward me and beckoned me in. I stepped in. Yes, I did feel a border, it pushed me a bit, but Thor made sure I wouldn't have any problems passing through. The kid looked startled, then started to pull out his pen. I get a lot of autograph requests. A man on a horse, wait, a centaur, Chiron, stopped the boy and looked at me. "Natasha Romanoff," he said.
"Please, Black Widow," I said forcefully, leaving no room for argument. "You must be Chiron. Fury informed me about you leading Camp."
A frown formed on the mentor's face. "What does Fury want this time? Especially with the Avengers involved, there must be something going on," he said. I could practically see the gears turning in his brain, trying to figure out the problem.
"Fury is a good man, but this is only concerning Percy Jackson, Annabeth Chase, Luna Arrow. No one else can know about this. I am sorry Chiron. Fury's orders," I stated, putting an emphasis on the names. The kid I had seen earlier stepped forward at the name Percy Jackson.
"Ma'am, I am Percy Jackson. But we have no Luna Arrow here-" he was cut off by a girl who looked about eleven with auburn hair and silver eyes. Her skin was light.
"Percy-" she started.
"What Charlotte?" Percy responded. Charlotte looked confused for a second, then looked at Chiron for reassurance.
"I am Luna Arrow," Luna said. "I am the daughter of Artemis, child of the moon. And I realize Artemis is a maiden goddess. I was summoned from the moon by her." She said at the confused looks from her fellow campers.
More campers stepped forward, and I guessed they were the ones Fury wanted. "Let's go," I said. "We won't want Fury wondering where we are."
"Black Widow, the last time I lent Fury some of my campers, they ended up never returning," he said. The kids hesitated.
"Thanks for your concern Chiron, but Fury will not be participating, neither will S.H.I.E.L.D. The Avengers will," I said, leaving no room for reasoning. I called my jet and hopped in. The kids were more hesitant, but followed my lead.
We reached Stark tower and I lead them into the mission control center. A man in the corner turned. Tony Stark. "This is them?" He asked. I nodded my head and took of my sunglasses, finally realizing I hadn't before. Tony was in his armor. I won't go into any detail. It's red and gold. Good enough for you? I hope so. He examined them and described them aloud, probably not realizing it. "Perseus Jackson, sea green eyes, disheveled black hair, good swordsman, son of Poseidon. Annabeth Chase, grey eyes, princess blonde hair, A+ in every subject, daughter of Athena. Luna Arrow, silver eyes, long auburn hair, amazing archer, daughter of Artemis."
"Cool, but I'm Percy, hero of Olympus times two," said Perseus, Percy. "Now what's the problem?" a voice thundered from the hall. I mean quite literally thundered. Thor, prince of Asgard, had come into the room.
"I shall explain to thee," he shouted dramatically. I rolled my eyes and backed out of the room. I found Steve on the terrace.
"Hey. What's up?" I asked. I tended to get nervous around him. I hated myself for feeling that.
"Nothing much. I just really have heard a lot about Percy. He tends to not like shields. But anyway, with the threat in the air, and all the people from the myths we have to get, I have been getting to time to gather my thoughts. But thanks for stopping by. And Natasha-" I had started to leave, but came back. "I, I can't go on ignoring you like this. We've been playing this game, running around the table, but never catching each other."
"I know what you mean," I said, and walked away. I HATED it how he was right.