Chapter 4: The Walk of Shame

Percy's POV~

I walked down the lonely streets of lower New York. Everyone stared at me, as if I was a creature from another planet, which I guess I sorta was.

I ignored and pulled my hoodie closer, as if it could protect me from the memories that plagued my head. The city was full of light, as though someone had just plugged in the wire. People bustled around me, doing whatever mortals do in their free time.

I trudged back to the beach, keeping to myself. I walked in the shadows, hoping to avoid another confrontation with those weirdos. The ocean looked a dull green, as if all the happiness and life had been sucked out of it. It pained me to think of my father, what he must be going through. I made a choice. A stupid choice.

I put my feet in the water. It was a very little action, but I knew how much it would help my father. I couldn't bear the thought of my father mourning my death. As quickly as my foot had gone in, it had come out.

My father would be here any second, looking for his sons presence. However I didn't have enough courage to face him. Face all those people who probably hated me for the deaths of their loved ones. I mist traveled away, just when the light of my father started to glow before me.

As my molecules separated and drifted with the breeze I realized how much of a coward I was.

Captain (Steve) America's POV~

I opened my eyes, only to be met with the brilliant glow of the moon. I was freezing cold and felt as though all the air had been sucked out of me. I was currently laying in a puddle of cold water, in the middle of the park.

Questions floated into my mind like a boat into a harbor.

How did he do it?

How did he beat Earth's mightiest heroes?

What am I going to tell the Boss?

I was suddenly scared. That kid looked as though he wasn't even trying, like we were not worth his time. That means he can just pop up and kill us. I shuddered, what if he froze like he did the other time, but to death?

Stop thinking like that, I scolded. After all he was just a kid, he just got lucky.

...-...

"What do you mean, he defeated you!" Fury yelled, his eye twitching. I winced at his tone, he really was angry. Fury rubbed his temples and sighed. He jabbed a finger at my chest and yelled, "If he's not with you the next time you come, there will serious consequences."

He waved his hand to show I was dismissed. Now it was time to walk the walk of shame to the group.

Iron Man's POV~

"We have to go back," Cap told us.

My eyes must have bulged out of my head. Go back? To what, get our asses kicked again?

I was not one to accept defeat, but sometimes you must bow down to your stronger opponent.

"We can't go back! That kid's the real deal!" Bruce yelled.

"And what, we aren't?" Captain retorted I throwing his hands in the air for a dramatic effect.

My eyebrows furrowed together, wasn't I the one who was supposed to be dramatic? He's stealing my thunder!

"We can have a better plan this time. Daylight ends in a few hours, so we should be able to get him while he's asleep. Sound like a plan?" Captain questioned. Either no one had another plan or we were all too tired to protest, I have no idea.

Captain scanned the room. "No objections then? We leave at seven."

With that he left, striding out of the room.

Looks like we will be paying Mr. Jackson another visit.