Dreams

I was standing at the grave of my brother, my sister, and the Avengers. They all died on the same day, 'June 23, 2014'. My birthday.

I began to weep. Kneeling down on thier graves, I felt a cold wind that sent chills down my spine. I looked up, only to see my father, Hades.

"You could've prevented this," I wept.

"No, I'm sorry, I couldn't," he knelt down beside me. "If I could've, I would've."

"Why?" I cried. "Why do the Fates hate me?"

"I-I don't know," he replied. "but I know you will do great things. Just like Nico, Hazel, and Bianca. You will make the right choice."

"But what if I don't?" I asked. "What if I can't?"

"You can. I know you can," Hades promised, fading.

"Wait!" I cried. "Where's Gray?"

"He is still there," Hades' voice was fading. "This is only a dream. I doubt any of this will ever happen to you, my child."

Reality

I woke up with a cold sweat. Looking around, I realized I was in some kind of infirmary. Hopefully at the Stark tower. I could hear my father's voice ringing in my ears.

"You will make the right choice," he had told me, but what if I couldn't.

That's probably the same way every demigod feels at times.

"Hey, glad you're awake," Tony walked in. He handed me a glass of water. I took it.

"Thank you, Mr. Stark," I thanked.

"You can call me Tony. That was some epic stuff back there. Your eyes were black! Completely!" Tony smiled.

"Thanks," I replied. "but I probably can't do that again for a while. Even though I feel recharged."

"You've been out for at least three days," Tony told me.

"Well, that was some mad magic I had to produce," I explained.

"You scared Loki off. I mean, that's awesome," he smiled.

"Where's the rest of the team?" I asked.

"Out fighting the Serpent Society," he replied like it was usual.

"And they didn't invite me," I said. "Wanna ride on a pegasus?"

"Yeah!" Tony exclaimed. I called for NightWing.

"You think you can handle both of us?" I asked NightWing. He nieghed.

"Hop on," I ordered. Tony looked like a little kid. He climbed onto NightWing and when we took off he looked ready to puke. He was also clinging on to me for dear life.

"Slower, please," He said.

"Nah. This is fun!" I exclaimed. "There, NightWing, right there. Land."

We landed on the roof of a bank and the Avengers were battling the Serpent Society. Tony's suit flew out of nowhere and on his body. I felt a little out of place wearing only jeans and a ratty T-shirt, but oh well.

I rose up Gray with no problem and jumped off the roof, landing on a dude with metalic arms. He didn't notice until I was right on top of him because Gray was holding the show.

"Good morning," I smirked.

"Who are you?" They asked.

I didn't hesitate and thought fast. I didn't tell them 'Faith Jagger', so I came up with a really cool supername. "DeathWish! Do you know why they call me DeathWish?"

No response.

"Because if you attack me," I rose some soldiers. "you have a deathwish."

The man came out of her senses first. "Ha! You? You are only a mere child. How badly can you hurt us?"

"Cobra, don't be stupid. This kid scared off a god -yes a freaking god," Hawkeye warned.

"She doesn't scare me," Cobra said.

"Man, you must be really stupid. Oh, yeah, everytime you see us, we bash your head in," I smirked.

"Cobra, those are dead soldiers. Which means we can't kill them again," A another weird snake guy said.

"Oh clam it," Cobra ordered.

"You really have a deathwish, don't you?" Tony asked.

"Guys!" AntMan stepped between us.

"Hank, move!" Steve barked.

"These people were in my lab, let me talk to them," Hank said calmly.

"Hank, these people are villians. Please, I deal with monsters like them on a daily basis, they won't listen!" I reasoned. Hank turned to the Serpent Society.

"Let's not think rash, we can just talk this out," Hank calmly said to the villians. One raised his tail and Hank didn't notice.

"Hank!" Hawkeye pushed Hank out of the way and got wacked with the tail instead. Anger overflowed my system and I rose more soldiers and told them to attack. Somehow, Gray helped me with the power I had to release and I drew my sword. I ran over to Clint and made my soldiers form a wall to protect us.

"Clint," I looked at him. He didn't really seem hurt, just knocked out cold. A guy I think name's was Cobra came up to us. He began pushing through the crowd of soldiers, he was having a hard time, though.

I stood. Cobra tried to hit me with his tail, but I wacked it away and started fighting the dude sword-to-tail style. (That's probably not a style of fighting.)

"Well, well. We have ourselves a new Avenger. A kid, too. I wonder what sound your body will make when I squeeze it. 'SNAP' or 'POP'?"

"'Crack'," I replied. He looked confused, but then realized that I was referring to my skeleton warriors.

I punched the guy and Gray grabbed him and knocked him to the ground. I saw a guy trying to drag Hawkeye to the sewers and I sent Gray after him. When Gray told me that he was with Hawkeye I focused on the other skeletons.

"Achilles, get the arrow out of you heel and fight!" I yelled. Achilles followed my order.

Finally, Hank got angry and started fighting, but the enemies got away.

"Hank! Why? They're bad guys, just hit them," Wasp scolded.

"I'm sorry," He said quietly.

"Guys, I know I'm new, but lay off. He made a mistake, so what?" I defended.

"That 'mistake' almost cost Clint his life," Tony yelled. Clint groaned and rubbed his shoulder.

"Quit! Quit playing the blame game! I know a nine-year-old that will take one for the camp. My team. I really, really had faith in this team, but apparently, a camp of 6 to 20-year-olds can be more mature than Earth's Mightiest Heroes," I said disappointed.

"Wasp and Iron Man mean well. These are monsters, they cannot be talked to, they only respond to violence," Thor replied, not really taking a side.

"I'm sorry. You really don't deserve this. I-I know you don't," I whined.

"No, Faith, he's right, I thought I could make a difference, but I can't... I quit," Hank turned around and I watched him shrink, probably cause he didn't want to be seen.

"You can be really convincing, Iron Man. I thought you were a superhero, not a superloser," I snapped, walking away and calling NightWing. When he arrived I flew back to the tower, not waiting for the others.

I sat down in the backyard and pet my pegasus. He nuzzled my jacket pocket and I chuckled, retriving the sugar cubes.

"Here, you earned it," I chuckled, tossing him the cubes one at a time.

"Whatcha doing?" Bruce asked.

"Just, trying to calm down. Maybe get in touch with my father or friends." I tossed NightWing another cube. "Wanna try?"

Bruce shrugged, "Why not?" He took the sugar cube from my hands and did a really bad toss to NightWing. NightWing jumped up and caught the sugar cube.

Bruce sat down next to me, sighing.

"Who's side were your on?" I asked suddenly.

"No one's," He said. "I think Hank did something pretty stupid, but he didn't deserve that treatment."

"Yeah, that's what I thought," I whispered. "I think I'm gonna go down to the training area. You can stay here with NightWing if you want, he loves people."

"I think I am gonna stay, thanks," He rested his head on the ground and closed his eyes, sleeping lightly.

You see when I'm angry, I call my friends to take my mind off the topic, or I go take my anger out on a dummy. Yeah, doing both wasn't my brightest idea.

"Oh Iris, goddess of the rainbow, accept my offering," I tossed the coin into the spray Gray willingly produce from a bottle. The water shimmered. "CJ Razor, Camp Half-Blood, Long Island."

CJ appeared in the image, she waved to me.

"Hey, Faith! We're okay, but Chiron is sending us home. I don't know why, though," she smiled.

My smile faded. "What's up? I mean, is the camp in ruins?"

"Yeah, but Chiron won't let us help. He wants us to be safe," CJ said.

"Is this about the gods?" I asked.

"I... yeah," she confessed. "Chiron... he just got fired."

I felt my heart crumble. I screamed and punched a punching bag off the hook. CJ stepped away as though she was there.

"Woah! Jeez. I'm right here with Chiron. I-I'll let you say goodbye," she walked away and I felt like crying.

No, talk now, cry later, I thought.

Yeah, if something happens and the Avengers walk in you're so busted.My conscience replied.

You're never really helpful, are you?

No.

Chiron walked up and smiled softly. "Faith, hello?"

"Why... why are the gods firing you?" I asked.

"I am guessing it is because the attack on camp. I didn't protect it the way they wanted," Chiron replied.

"Protect?! The gods were hiding away in Olympus while we fought to death and they're firing you for protection?!" I exclaimed. "How the heck were you suppost to keep the Romans from attacking anyway?"

"I don't know?" Chiron said.

I felt like screaming to Zeus, "What the heck is wrong with you? Are you freaking jealous because demigods won the war before you could?" but I didn't. Instead I looked at Chiron, who was smiling sadly, trying to cheer me up.

"I know you don't want this, no one does, but the gods are the gods. There is nothing I can do about that," Chiron responded.

"I... I just want the gods to... be more fair. Not so selfish," I whispered. "I wish they cared about the way thier children felt."

"They do. They just can't keep in contact," Chiron said.

"I mean like what we cared about. Like you," I murmured. Sadness filled the air. I saw Hawkeye walk in with a woman close behind. Cap was following.

"Let me look at your arm," the woman ordered.

"No, maybe Thor need a nurse, but I don't," Clint kept walking and looked at the watery screen that matched my watery eyes.

"Who is that?" Chiron asked protectfully.

"Just... a friend," I replied.

"Is that water talking?" the woman asked.

"No," I said. giving Chiron the I'll-call-later eye and waved out the image.

"Are you CRYING?" Clint asked, amazed.

"You... you wouldn't understand," I whispered and wiped my watery eyes.

"Just let her look, Clint?" Cap begged.

"What are you, tower den mothers. No," Clint argued.

"SAFETY PROTOCALS DISSENGAGED," A computer voice alarmed.

"That's... not... JARVIS," Clint murmured.

"Nah dip. Man I am glad I cut that Iris message off," I mumbled. "I wanted a workout. I'm getting a freaking workout."

Then lasers shot out everywhere.