A/N: Is this what it feels like to have a good story? Thanks for everyones fav-follow-and reviews please continue, I know I suck at spelling, I blame it on my wordpad (which has no Word-correction thing). Though I will try to look over it more. Thanks ON TO STORY ;P
CHAPTER 2:
(PETER PARKER)
His mom's apartment wasn't the worst I've seen. It was queit nice, but also had an air of solumness, like someone was dead or something. That's when I found myself knocking quietly on the door.
Mrs. Jackson-Blowfis opened up the door, she was a patete woman with brown hair streaked with grey. Her eyes were blue, but they seemed to change in the light, reflecting that she had been through a lot, but that didn't matter. She looked kind, but also heartbroken and worn to the bone.
"Hello Mrs. Jackson, can we talk to you?" Steve asked.
"Sure, what is this about?" She asked as she came out and closed the door.
"Your son, Persues." Steve said.
"What has he done now?" She seemed like it was a usual thing for random strangers to come knocking at her door looking for her son. I guess it is seeing his record and everything.
"Alot, actually. When was the last time you contacted him?" Natasha asked.
"Acouple minutes ago." She said, looking at us weirdly.
"What did he tell you, do you know where he is?" I asked, this was great.
"Yeah." She looked at us like we had fifty heads. "This is his home. Though he's sleeping now, so I'll tell him you came over." She was about to turn and leave when the door opened up to a teen with messy black hair, green eyes, and he looked about 16.
"Hey mom." He yawned, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. "You should go inside, these aren't people you should mess with." I was shocked, he didn't even look at us.
"Be careful, honey." She said and went in side.
"The Avengers, wo-w." He yawned, covering his mouth with his hand. "Sorry. So, you think that I'm some sort of terrorist. I'm not. It's all horrible luck. Can I go now?" He asked, leaning heavily against the door.
"Um, no." Tony said. "You need to come with us."
"Mm'k, just a sec. Can I change first?" He asked.
"Um, sure?" I shrugged, this was easier than I thought.
"You guys can come in if you want. Just don't break anything." He said opening the door and walking in, stummbling alittle, probably just woke up.
So we waited and waited and waited. And soon I was beginning to think he had left through the window, but then he came out looking refreshed and well slept, unlike before.
"By mom, I need to go with these nice superheros and talk about my innocents." He yelled as if it was going to a friends house.
"Be back before dinner. You're too skinny." She yelled back, chuckling all the same. These people were starting to seem pretty weird.
"Wow." Was all I could say.
(TONY STARK)
Back at my lovely tower (though Steve thinks it's still stupid and ugly) Nick Fury was there trying to conduct an interview that would give us any information on this guy, but every thing he said made since. Also he was sarcastic and other times he was dead to the world.
"Mr. Jackson..." Nick began again, trying another side of this.
"Mr. pirate, I have a question. Have you ever seen a war?" This was the first thing he said in three hours. "Have you ever faught a war where there are two sides, good and sadistically evil, where the end result would lead to the whole world in destruction? And that you had to personally lead all those people, all your friends, to their death, Though you couldn't get hurt yourself?"
"What does that have to do with anything, Mr. Jackson?" Fury sighed, rubbing his forehead.
"Nothing, just wanted to know what you thought?" Persues smirked, but there was something behind it.
"We aren't going to get anything from him like that." Peter sighed. He was only a year or two older than Persues, but still they didn't seem to different, at least that's what I thought first, but now I'm rethinking.
"You're right, he's to good at hidding things, saying the truth, but being so vage it's maddening." Natasha huffed. "He's good, to good."
"He's like Thor." I blurted out.
"What?" They all looked at me.
"When Thor came to Earth, but SHEILD didn't know he was the Thor. they had him hand cuffed and all, but he was vague and silent, sectioned off and he's dead to the world. Put him in a friendly open enviorment, and he's as open as a topless box." I said.
"That's right." Steve smiled, hitting the com button and telling Fury to get out.
"What is it Rodgers?" Fury asked, not looking pleased.
"Thor," Peter said. "You don't interagate people like this. He's like Thor, he needs to feel safe and be made to think he has people to trust, and then we will know everythng about him."
"Very well Parker. Since you are the closest to his age, he will be yours to look after. Meaning he is all of yours to look after. I don't want him going out of your sights, and I don't want him to get away." Fury said. "Parker go get him."
(PERCY JACKSON)
The nteragation was terrible, they didn't know how to get information if it was on the tip of their noise. And then the Pirate Fury guy went out and the Spider-guy came in and told me I was going be with the Avengers at their tower thing. Hopefully there was a pool. They were trying to make me trust them. I did, I mean they protected my city from aliens when I was being tortured by my enemys. I just wasn't ready to share to the world my horrible experences. I was so glad that they didn't torture me, because that would result in loosing my shirt and showing everyone my scars.
I held my knees to my chest as I looked out the window, it helped calm my nerves down. Though I could feel all the eyes glance over at me every so often. It was still the same, even though they didn't know they were doing it. They were treating my like a delacute flower ready to crumble at the slightest touch.
"So I thought Thor was in the Avengers too?" I asked, not bothering to look at any of them.
"He's back at Ausgaurd, though he'll be back in a few days." Steve Rodgers said.
"Wonder what Ausgaurd looks like, seems pretty cool." I yawned.
"Yeah Thor talks about it all the time." Peter said. I sat up and turned to face them.
"You guys ever get weirded out that people call you as your 'code name' and not your real names?" I asked. "I mean there wasn't anything wrong wth it, but calling someone Spiderman is weird, and Caption America is a mouth full. Ironman seems like you have a blood problem, Black Widow makes you seem like Spiderman's sidekick. Hawkeye, that's pretty cool, I've got nothing for it, and the Hulk, I guess since it's a 'different' guy there is another name, but seriously?"
"Well we have to go by another name or people could know our secret identity." Peter pointed out.
"That would work if, A) Stark didn't tell the whole world he was Ironman, B) the whole world didn't already knew Rodgers was Caption America, and C) The whole world knews everything about everything with a simple hack." I pointed out.
"One simple hack?" Tony looked at me like I was insane.
"Yeah, it's not that hard." I shrugged, remembering when Leo hacked into SHIELD, for 'information' on his idle (*cough* *cough* Tony Stark *cough*).
"Not that, jesues, kid, it take me at least an hour, esspecilly with the new firewalls and junk." Tony exahsperated.
"That's because you have a finger print, they know your style of hacking, they don't even know I have a computer to hack from." I pointed out.
"Well I guess you're smart enough to see my lab." Tony smirked.
"Ok, so what are we doing when we get to the big ugly...Beautiful tower?" I said, forgetting Tony (the maker of said hidous tower) was in the car too.
"We'll run some tests." Banner said. Oh schist.
