A/N: Hello all! Yes, I am indeed, a CRUEL CRUEL SADISTIC person. But the thing is, my story is freaking awesome; and you know it. Boom.

Natasha Romanof

I sat quietly as Stark ranted about him moving back to the Stark building, nobody seemed to care.

"... and I recently adopted a teenager." He said,

"WHAT?!" we shouted, Tony Stark?! Adopt a KID?! WHAT?!

"Yeah, I adopted Percy." We all sat still, in complete silence. "Woah, I thought you guys were going to at least try to kill me." That's when the yelling began.

He raised a hand, and we somehow stopped.

"I don't care what you have to say, I did what I wanted to do, and you have no say in that. So ha." he said, and Fury laced his fingers together,

"Mr. Stark, I believe that this is the first time in your life you've thought of somebody else's well being over yours. Congratulations on your family." He said, and left the room.

"See? Even Fury thinks I'd make an awesome dad!" Stark said, as we shuffled out of the room. I was stunned at the fact that Stark had actually adopted Percy. I didn't think he was capable of caring for a goldfish, let alone a teen.

"He's going to end up killing something." I said to Steve and Thor. They both agreed, Thor still silently fuming about the whole Jackson v. Selvig case.

Percy Jackson

On the morning of the convention, Pepper had laid out the navy blue suit and vest out for me. There was also a white shirt, and dark red tie. After a shower, I dressed myself, and met up with my mom in the small kitchen.

I felt awkward. Was is weird that I had just moved on? I felt like it was, heck, I didn't know what I felt. Everything felt like a jumble of nerves. There were a couple nice things, but blow after blow of horrific finality came crashing down.

"Percy, a lot of my co-workers and business partners will be there, and now, after three years of wandering alone, I have a son!" She exclaimed, and I grinned at her. She was in a short sleeved grey dress. Was this thing formal? "Are you sure you can do this? I mean, if you want to stay it's fine with me."

"I'm fine. Completely fine." And completely lying.

We rode the elevator down to the conference floor, and stepped out. I gasped, it was really not what I expected. There were men and women in suits or dresses, and with them, they had kids from infants to kids my age. All in formal wear.

"Ms. Potts so good to see you!" A man with dark skin and graying hair said, and hugged my mom. She hugged back, and looked at the little girl following him.

"Hello Damien. And who is this?"

"This is my daughter Nora. I see you have a handsome young man now! What is your name son?" I shook his hand,

"Perseus Jackson, sir." he smiled,

"Pleasure to meet you. Ms. Potts finally has one she can call her own. Well, good day!" he said, and walked off.

Before we had walked twenty steps, another man greeted us.

"Virginia Potts! I remember when you were just a fledgling, making your way through Wall Street." A man with fiery red hair said,

"Mr. Dare, I didn't know you were coming this year!" My mom said, and I looked at Mr. Dare's daughter. My eyes widened, and she stepped forward, and slapped me.

"Rachel! What on earth are you doing?!" her dad exclaimed as he apologized up and down to us. I gripped my cheek,

"Rachel? What are you doing here?" I said,

"She growled something about taking this oustside, and our parents followed us. Once outside, Rachel pulled me into a hug.

"If you ever scare me like that ever again, I will kill you!" she said, and I nodded,

"I know you will." My mom tapped my shoulder,

"Care to explain why you're hugging my friend's daughter?" she raised an eyebrow, and Rachel started,

"Ms. Potts, I meant no disrespect. It's just that, Percy kind of disappeared from our radar after an... incident. Dad, this is Percy Jackson. Him, the real one." she said, and my mom frowned,

"Wait, are you, are you like him? Like parent wise?" Rachel laughed,

"No. I'm nothing like him. We used to be best friends before everything happened. I'm glad he has a new family now." She shot me her signature "we'll talk later" glare, and walked off with her dad.

"Is Rachel not a demigod?" Mom asked me,

"Nope, she's the oracle. She's like a fortune teller, but the real deal." My mom nodded,

"Well, I hope at least one of your old friends doesn't try to kill you." I chuckled,

"That's less than likely. All of my old friends will kill me on sight for not contacting them." I said.

"Well, we should get going, I hear a French diplomat might be coming with his son." She said, and led me back into the building. I ended up meeting a lot of people, and around lunchtime, when all the adults had meetings, Rachel and I went to a cafe nearby.

I got a vanilla latte and a BLT, while Rachel ordered some type of coffee that sounded six paragraphs long. She then ordered a pasta about two paragraphs long.

We sat down with our stuff, and Rachel was first to talk,

"You're not dead?" she asked,

"Nope."

"Are you okay?"

"Yep." I said.

"I'm gonmna need a better answer than that. First you destroy Greece, then Rome, and then you disappear for like, a year. Now, I see you adopted by THE Tony Stark and Pepper Potts, and all you can manage to say is yep?!" She whisper yelled.

"Um, yeah? I mean, yes ma'am?" I said, and Rachel looked like she wanted to dump her coffee on me.

"Will you be coming back to camp? Everyone thinks you killed yourself." She said,

"I might not be going back for a while. Too many memories." she nodded,

"The Poseidon Cabin is lonely. Only Tyson comes once in a while. He misses his brother. We miss you." she said, patting my arm, and I felt guilty. I did need to visit, or even contact them.

"I-I-I just... just need time. I'm not ready yet." I muttered, gripping my coffee. She nodded,

"Percy, you have to let her go. Would she want you to be moping around, pining for her?" I shook my head, "Exactly."

"It's not that easy. Rachel, my work makes me do things that I would never imagine I could do." My voice was shaking, and we exited the cafe, throwing our garbage out.

"Tell me Percy."

"I'm not... Percy Jackson. Percy Jackson died inside a long time ago. I'm waiting for death to come, Rachel, I hate this. Some days I'm just so happy. I got a new family, and a fresh start. And some days, I worry. I worry that my bosses will try to eliminate me. I wonder if I should be happy at all. If I should be over my parents already. I worry that I'll kill more people. I wish that this was all a bad dream, but it's not. She's dead, and I died with her." I whispered, tears forming in my eyes.

"Percy. Where and who do you work for." She asked, taking me to a private corner. An alleyway.

"I'm an intelligence officer. I'm an assassin. I'm. A. Murderer. Rachel, I killed people." I gritted my teeth, "Living, working class Americans, and officials. So many officials. And you know what the worst part is? I like it. It's like a drug now, I can't say no." I said, crying. She pulled me into her arms.

"Percy. You need help, and we're going to get you to camp. We are going to take you to Apollo, and get you fi-"

"No! They'll hate me. Rachel, I need to get to the Stark Tower. Or even the Avengers Tower. Help me. Help me! " I half yelled, my hands shaking. She walked me out of the alleyway, and hailed a cab.

"Get us to the Avengers Tower as fast as you can, and I give you five hundred dollars. Go!" I sat next to her, shivering as beads of sweat dropped down my face. Rachel was on her phone,

"Dad? I need Ms. Potts. Now. No! It's an emergency! Hello? Ms. Potts you need to get to the Avengers Tower like, right now. It's Percy. He needs help." She said, and ended the call. Rubbing my back, she told me it was going to be fine.

We exited the taxi, Rachel supporting me. I was a mess. Pale, sweating, disheveled suit.

The receptionist took one look at Rachel, and opened the elevator. We shot up to the fortieth floor, where Tony was packing his stuff.

"Mr. Stark!" Rachel yelled,

"Uh, yeah?" a voice called back,

"We need your help! Now! Percy's going through something!" Tony ran out, and grabbed one of my arms.

"Hey, kid. What happened. What's going on?" He asked, sitting me down, Rachel was thinking,

"Where's the pool here?" she asked him, and Tony said the twenty-seventh floor. They pulled me into the elevator again, but now it held Steve and Banner. Tony explained the situation with Rachel's help.

At the pool, they took my jacket, tie, and shoes off for me. I jumped in, allowing myself to sink to the bottom. I stayed down for a while, and a figure came down into the water. Scratch that, make it three. I saw Rachel's red hair, and Pepper's blonde hair. Then there was Tony's black. They were in SCUBA suits.

"Percy? Honey are you alright?" Pepper asked, I closed my eyes.

"I'll be fine. Just. Go. Please." I said. Tony grabbed me. I could have fought back, but I didn't. I let him take me up, and Steve pulled me out of the water.