I'm falling... That much, I know. But where am I falling? Who am I?
The wind rushed through my hair. I rocketed down through the clouds, vapor condensing on my face. I fell in between buildings, some destroyed. One had a helicopter stuck in it.
Then, I landed. In front of a moving car. The asphalt around me cracked under the impact. I groaned, trying to stand. The ground under me shifted with my weight, making me slip out of the crater I made.
The person driving stepped out. A name popped into my head, followed by the recent events that he had gone through.
Tony was having a horrible day. First, he was warned about an apparently all-powerful titan by Dr. Banner. Next, he had to fight an alien invasion. Finally, he went through a whole bunch of space stuff which resulted in him watching a whole bunch of people he just met (but really liked) as well as Peter Parker, who he considered a son, crumble to dust and float away on the light winds of the planet Titan, leaving him alone with a former assassin who just so happens to be a cyborg.
Now felt like a really good time to have a lab and equipment for building. (Hey, what could he say? Building helps him cope.) But Tony was not expecting there to be any light. He was thinking, Why am I not seeing black and white?
Instead of what he wanted and expected, he got a pitch black portal (with yellow on the edges) to Earth. He felt like crying when he saw the empty streets of New York, apart from a few teens with bronze swords, looking like they were expecting danger.
They probably were, considering the fact that half the universe had crumbled to dust. (A/N: The only demigod that crumbled was Pheobe the huntress, but the hunt was at camp when it happened, and they got a prophecy from Rachel as she herself crumbled slowly to dust.) Each of the teens was fighting a different creature. One was a giant black dog, which looked at Tony and immediately charged.
The teenager sliced at the dog with the sword and it crumbled to golden dust, not unlike The Gaurdians and Spider-Man had. The teen looked at Tony's scared face, and his eyes widened.
"Clear-sighted?" He asked, but his meaning was unclear to Tony. He just looked at the kid and grimaced. "I've never seen anything like that before. Unless you count fighting Loki with his brother, Thor by my side, I've never experienced anything like that."
"You know Thor? Take me to him as soon as possible!" The kid was ecstatic at the thought, for some reason. He grinned as Tony led him through New York to his private airbase.
"Why do you want to see him anyways?"
"My girlfriend's cousin got him his hammer back a time ago."
"What's your name, kid?" Tony's sadness was still evident in his voice. Considering he just lost his son, (or who he considered a son) placing it against how he felt, he was pretty f-ing happy.
"Percy. Percy Jackson."
Percy stepped out as well, rushing over to check if I was alright.
"Percy Jackson and Tony Stark. Do either of you happen to know who I am?" I asked, sitting up with Percy's help. The impact was starting to catch up to me.
"How do you know our names? And how do you not know yours?"
"There is such a thing as amnesia... But I'm not entirely sure that's what's happening. As for how I know your names... I'm really not sure. They just popped into my head as soon as I saw you." I looked at Tony. "Sorry about Peter." Then I passed out.