My name is Karina and this is my story of love, hate, annoyance, strength and that impossible idea of a family. This is how I met the Avengers.
August 3, 2014-Karina's pov
The slapping of my feet upon the wet asphalt of the pitch black alleyway nearly matched the frantic my heart was making. I could hear those damn monsters getting closer with every single breath I took. I wouldn't be able to run much longer, but then what chance did I have if I stopped? I had to keep on going and hope that I could lose them amongst the crowds of New York.
My hopes grew as the alleyway began to lighten and the dull hum of people started to replace the faint threats and extremely creative cursing that the monsters were making as they tripped over garbage, cats, homeless people and the occasional tipsy drunk who would, more often than not puke right in their path and then faint. At least Dionysus's followers were useful for something. I was about ten feet away from the end of that accursed alleyway when the monsters came close enough that it seemed that all hope of losing them was lost but I still ran. Though it felt like I was flying. Some how I manged to make it to the mouth of the alleyway only to run into two men who were passing by.
Landing spread eagled on top of one of the two men. The other man managed to move out of the way fast enough so as to not be toppled over by my eagerness to not become a seven course meal for the three dracaenae who had been chasing me all the way here since Weed in California. I tried to get up and run away when the man who got to be my personal cushion grabbed my ankle.
" Lemme go please" I asked looking down at him then back to the alley desperate to flee.
He still kept a hold of my ankle as he asked "What happened to you? Who are you running from?"
"Please let me go or I'll scream" I pleaded. Then the other man tensed up bringing out...a pen? As he looked to the alleyway then back at me.
"Let her go Steve, can't blame her for running into you. I would've done the same probably if I was in her shoes."
"Thank you, but it doesn't matter now. Guess I'll have to fight them now, I've lost to much time to get away." I said reaching for my backpack with my right arm since the left one was dislocated and had lacerations from falling down a cliff in the Appalachian Mountains. I pulled out my imperial gold sword I had inherited from my Mother.
"Whats a Roman doing away from New Rome?" Asked the standing man. I looked at him bewildered that he mentioned the place of my birth and that he was holding a three foot long celestial bronze sword.
"Whats a Greek going to do?" I replied smirking then continuing "Help me kill some annoyingly good fighting dracaenae or leave me to go drink coffee with your mortal Joe" I pointed behind me to the man named Steve who was probably very confused.
" Percy what the hell..." Steve began before being cut off by a dracaenae running over him to get at Percy and I.
Percy quickly sliced the dracaenae in half turning it into golden dust. The six dracaenae bellowed in rage at the loss of one of their buddies and charged.
" I'll take the ones of my side and you take the ones on your side" I said to Percy.
" Gods kid what exactly did you do to piss these monsters off ?" He said killing two of the dracaenae in one swipe of his sword.
I answered after thrusting my sword hilt deep into the watching the creature turn to dust and get blown away by the wind "I'm a descendant of Posiden and daughter of Bellona you tell me."
"How many generations back?" He asked pairing the dracaenae he was fighting blow.
" He was my great Granddad" I answered "Whats it to you?"
" He's my dad" He answered shrugging with killing the dracaenae he had been fighting. " Oh," I said finishing off the last two dracaenae that had been tormenting all across the country glad that they were tormenting me all across the country. Looking at Percy. He was around the age of 24 or so with unkept black hair in a skater cut. His eyes were a sea-green, but had obviously seen death and felt horrendous pain. His skin was tan and had a muscular build. He was wearing a gray t-shirt with blue jeans and a clay bead necklace around his neck.
"Thanks for helping me Percy. Gotta get on my way before more creatures track my scent and decide to have a demigod for dinner." I said shrinking my sword and storing it in my backpack.
Percy looked at his friend Steve who was now standing not looking very fazed at all causing me to wonder what he saw. They whispered something to each other that caused Steve to give Percy a look of hesitation then whispered something back.
Percy looked at me with a warm smile and said " So Great-niece why don't you come with us back to the Stark tower were we can heal those wounds of yours" He pointed his sword to some of my wounds that I got from my little cross country trip. "By the way whats your name kid." he added.
"Karina"