CHAPTER 7: SPARKS THAT FLY
MIDTOWN SCIENCE HIGH SCHOOL
"How the hell were you able to pull that off?" Peter demanded.
Percy was feeling pretty good of himself at the moment. He smiled and said, "Luck of the shot?"
"Luck my ass!" Peter snorted. "Are you sure your no player from Goode?"
"Believe me. If I even played one game during the season, you guys would have won every single game."
Still, Percy could say he impressed himself. He remembered his first days at camp; Luke was showing him around at the time, trying to find his godly parent. He remembered the first time he held a bow and arrow in his hands. He could still remember Luke's laugh as he said, "If the goal were to hit everything but the bull's-eye, you'd be tough to beat."
Percy had super bad aim. The only time he was able to even steady the bow was when he shot Geryon, the monster with three hearts during the time of the Labyrinth. He hoped that shot was made with the help of Artemis and Apollo. Unfortunately, Hera helped him with that..
But then again, he was feeling good about himself. The shot should have been impossible, but he was lucky. He wondered what would happened if he missed.
It would probably follow with Flash trying to beat him in basketball too.
Peter punched his arm. "Well I guess its best then. Besides, you totally showed him!"
Percy shrugged, "I guess. I'm more worried about what will happen when Annabeth finds out."
Peter looked at him like he was crazy. "Why? Dude, you're awesome!"
He sighed, "Knowing her," he explained, "Well, let's just say that Annabeth is more of an 'I could take care of myself' type. It sort of reminds me to back off once in awhile 'cause she still has a life that she wants to defend, and all I could do is defend the little parts."
Peter smiled. "'Little parts'?" He echoed.
Percy's face started to turn bright red as the thought occurred to him "No man, not like that. I didn't mean… what I meant was –" He started to say, but the laugh bubbling in his new friend's throat was very much noticeable. "Dude, shut. Up."
He stopped. The only trace of it left was a smile playing on Peter's face and the eyes telling Percy "clueless" printed all over him as a message.
"Let's not talk about my love life. You know that's a personal thing for a guy."
"So why do you keep intruding on my love life with Gwen?" The two stopped at the end of the hallway, with Peter leaning against the lockers, crossing his arms across his chest.
Percy rolled his eyes dramatically. "Because you don't love her, you like her. Love comes after you too start to really get to know each other. So, if your parents start to meddle, well you might as well start off with me."
Peter bowed his head to his chest. "I don't really have parents." He explained.
"Oh." Percy said, backing a foot away. He wasn't sure how to respond to that. Most people would say 'sorry for your loss' or just plain 'sorry'. Only problem is, he wasn't sure if Peter lost his parents or if they just split. But it didn't matter. He knew the feeling of loss, and he knew that words of pity wouldn't help in the slightest. It would either have no affect or make the person feel worse. But all this was in Percy's own personal experience.
"What, no other words?" Peter asked. "Just 'oh'?"
Percy went and leaned against the lockers next to him, doing the same position, with his arms crossed over his chest. "I don't think I could say anything." He said. "I mean, I actually lost a lot of friends these past few weeks. I'm not sure how to compare that to a parent. Besides, you look like you're past that stage of heavy thinking. Right?"
Percy could have compared the loss of Peter's parents with his own. When he was twelve, his mother was taken to the underworld. And he had a father he never met who was said to be'lost at sea'. But in the end, he found both of them, and they were safe.
Peter laughed. "Yeah, your right. Just, usually the people I told this too feel bad for me. Sort of a new light to figure out that someone doesn't really take my feelings into consideration." He flinched. "Wait that sounded really bad. What I meant was: you get it." He smiled. "Besides, my Aunt May and Uncle Ben are all I need for parents."
"Alright next topic: So, I'm guessing that guy was Flash, right?" Percy asked. "I mean, he looks like your number one fan at the moment."
Peter sighed, "Flash and I never got along well. I got the better grades, and he decided that I should be the one picked on. I mean, most of his classmates get higher grades than him, but I guess he just targeted me because I'm more… intelligent."
"Really? I get picked on because I'm 'stupid'."
"Well I guess we both have something in common. We are both stupid guys who like to stand up to the jock, eh?"
"Yeah sure."
Together the two made it back to the yearbook room to pick up a few supplies. Then they went to another room where it was larger, with long black desks on each step, leading the back side of the room.
"So…" Peter started, taking down a few things from a high shelf. "How long were you and Annabeth dating?"
"Few weeks," He answered. "But in truth, it feels like for months."
"Ah, young love." He joked.
"And that's another reason why you should ask Gwen out."
Peter walked toward him, flipping a pen up and down his hand. "You see that's why I like you." He said. "You always come up with the most stupid things to say."
"I'm taking that as a compliment."
"As you should."
Peter explained the next project the two of them would be doing, which would be sorting the strange liquids inside the bottles. Luckily, most of the liquids had different colors inside them, and Percy was to just set them aside and let Peter put them away.
There were a lot, and some of the words that were taped onto the small bottles flew up at him as he tried to read it once in awhile.
He took one out that looked like clear water and then set it next to the others. He took out the same clear bottle and set it down, only to have Peter stop him suddenly.
"What, what?" Percy asked quickly.
Peter shook his head, "You don't want to mix up sulfuric acid and hydrochloric acid in the same bin." He said.
Percy looked at it closely. "They look the same."
Peter started to study the small bottle closely as he continued saying. "Well sulfuric acid is a highly corrosive strong mineral acid with a long molecular formula. It's a diprotic acid and shows different properties depending on its concentration. Hydrochloric acid is a clear, colorless solution of hydrogen chloride in water. It is a highly corrosive, strong mineral acid with many industrial uses. It's also naturally a–"
"Whoa, wait. Stop." Percy held up his hand, shaking his head with a smile on his face. "Geez, I just said they look the same. You didn't have to tell me the difference."
"Sorry," Peter said. "Bad habit."
"Well luckily for you. Most people would have dropped dead on your first sentence. I, had Annabeth talking to me like that since we were twelve."
"And you're still standing. Impressive."
THE HELICARRIER
Fury stood in the center of the flying Helicarrier. All the screens encircled him as more monitors spread out before him, and people in dark uniforms scurried from one place to another, while others sat down and worked on modifications.
Flying high, he was only able to catch the glimpse of the city below them, but clouds obscured the view into dark and gray.
The minuet the unknown storm hit them, the lights around Fury's monitors started to flicker rapidly. Lightning came and went, and it took a lot of the strength of the hellicarrier to dodge them and the shift of the strong winds.
Thunder rumbled across the sky, but no rain dared to drop from it.
Fury made orders out to the workers, who started running back and forth across the floor, yelling out other orders, checking for any damage reports.
The lights died for a brief second before coming back to life. Unfortunately, the Hellicarrier still had some maintenance that should have been dealt with.
"Agent Hill!" Fury barked. Immediately a slim brunet woman appeared in front of him.
"Sir?" She yelled through the noise.
"Find out where the storm is centered." He commanded. "It seems that our friend has finally showed up."
"Yes, sir!"
A few seconds later, after a quick bark of orders and replies, Agent Hill returned. "The source is coming from a local park in New York."
"Good, send Barton to pick him up."
"Sir!" she turned on her heel but before taking a step down the stairs that lead to the circle of monitors where Fury stood, he called her back.
"Also, activate any camera's that surrounded that park. I want to know who Thor entrusted the Tesseract too."
Hill furrowed her eyebrows. "But sir," She started. "I thought the reason why Thor gave it to someone else was to protect it from us using it again, or letting it get into the wrong hands if we were able to obtain it."
"I just want to know whom or what he gave it too and make sure that it is in good hands."
"But sir—"
"Do not question my orders now, Agent Hill." He growled. "I do not like being kept in the dark."
SOMEWHERE IN NEWYORK
Thalia knocked an arrow on her bow string, which she took everywhere she went. She looked through the leaves again, for a peek and then watched as Thor came and pointed the hammer in her direction.
"Come out." He demanded. "I could sense you. I know you are there."
On cue, Thalia sprung out of the bush. She tumbled around and landed on one knee, her arm already flexed back with the arrow, taking aim.
"Who are you?" She asked. Bad question, she thought. Even though Thalia already knew the name of the man standing in front of her, it was always the first question that would pop up in anyone's mind.
Thor's grip on his hammer wavered. The shock on his face was quickly covered by the look of confidence and curiosity.
"My name is Thor." He answered in his deep voice. "But, I think you already knew that." He looked closely at Thalia again, and then the faint circle of light around her head. "A hunter of Artemis I see."
This time, Thalia's hand quivered. She drew back on the arrow again. "How do you know that?"
He dodged her question. "What happened to that Zia Nightshade? I thought she was the right hand in command of Artemis' little troupe."
Troupe? Thalia thought angrily. Who in Hades does this guy think he is?
"Zoe died last winter. But that has nothing to do with the same question:" She called back. "Who are you?"
Thor's eyebrows narrowed. "I just said–"
"What are you?"
Thor put his hammer down to his side, seeing no threat within Thalia. "I see. Your Lady must not have told you."
"Told me what?"
He smirked, and then turned away from her. He started to spin the hammer around viciously, and Thalia could feel the winds starting to pick up. Her hair whipped across her face, and the leaves once again started to smack against her face. She started to lose control of her bow as the winds started to push it aside. She prayed to Artemis for her next move, and then her father, just for good measure.
She steadied the bow as much as she can, took aim and then drew back her arm all the way. The minuet Thor's feet started to leave the ground was when the arrow sailed through the sky. She wasn't exactly aiming at Thor's face, but since she was now a great archer, she was able to calculate the winds speed and then put it a few meters away from her original target.
The wind blew the arrow in a spinning clone around him, and then finally got his attention as it whipped across his face.
The wind died down, the leaves dropped to the ground like rocks as a steady breeze lifted them up again and blew them away.
Thalia knocked another arrow in place, drawing back. "I'm not finished with you." She said steadily. She planted her feet firmly on the ground, her back arching for the strain of keeping the arrow pulled back. "Who was that girl?" she started to ask. "What was that glowing thing? How do you know about the gods?" She hesitated as a thought crossed her mind. "Are you a child of Zeus?"
Thor laughed. Loud. He was amused with the idea of being a child of one of the Big three. Thalia stood, confused at his reaction. When he finished, he pointed the hammer at her again, and she could swear that she felt some sort of force about to push her off her feet and fling her across New York. "You have no idea what you're dealing with, child." He warned.
Thalia let another arrow fly, this time, closer to his face that it could cut some of his long hair. Within seconds, another was in placed on the string. "Believe me; you have no idea who you're messing with."
But Thalia had her doubts. The man could fly. She just saw him hover a foot off the ground before she shot her first arrow. Could she really take someone who had that power? Everything seemed to be controlled for him. He could control lightning, and that was what she seemed to notice first. It wasn't lightning coming from Zeus' power, but as if the lightning was creating itself for Thor.
"You are a huntress." He said, "You never had a match with me before."
"Having a battle wasn't really the first thing that came to mind when I first saw you."
Above him, the lightning cracked and she cringed. She was never one to be afraid of it, saying she did control some. But it made the hairs on her back spike up and a cold chill ran up her spine, like someone ran ice up and down.
"Put your weapon down and we could talk like—" He stopped to think of a word, "—civilized people." He finished.
Thalia mentally nodded with her eyebrows going up. Did he just say civilized? She thought. "Yeah, sure," She answered sarcastically. "Guy in a red cape comes flashing in the middle of a random park in New York, comes asking if we could be civilized. I'm not the one holding a hammer or bringing glowing things down to Earth."
"The way your kind responds that way." Thor said. "I don't understand why you can't answer properly."
"You control lightning," Thalia stated, "And the—" Another thought occurred to her. Her father sent her to the camp because he said something about the 'winds picking up'. "The air!" She gasped. "My father knew of your coming somehow."
This time, Thor's eyes grew wide as he took a closer look at her. Really looked at her. As if he saw her differently. "Your father?"
Thalia set the bow down in front her, though it was still drawn. "I am Thalia. Daughter of Zeus."
He shook his head. "A demi-god child born from Zeus? That's impossible. Zeus, Poseidon and Hades, they all took their oaths in the last large war."
"The oath no longer stands because of the war a few weeks ago."
"What does the chitauri war have to do with the oath breaking?"
"Look whose clueless now." Thalia's arm started to burn from the strain of holding the bow pointing at Thor, she set it down for a quick respite, though her guard was up, because she had a feeling something was going to go bad. "Kronos awakened again, and there was a battle between the Titans and demi-gods and the gods themselves, with the remainder of what was left of the demi-gods who stayed with the camp."
"Then The Great Prophecy that I heard about, it—"
"Came and went." She interrupted. "How do you know about so much of us if you're no child of the Greeks?"
Instead of answering her again, Thor shook his head and smiled. "It is just like you children." He stressed. "You have your wars against each other all the time. So… predictable. I'm betting the next one won't be as pleasant."
It was then that Thalia's patience finally snapped. Though she was surprised she even had some left. Angrily she lifted the bow again, ignoring the aching protests of her muscles. She could not let someone just talk about her family like that. "Enough of your games, Thor!" She yelled. "Answer my questions or else—"
"Or else what?" He pressed on. "Child of Zeus or not, you have never had a match with me before, child."
Thalia's next move was actually unplanned for. Being ADHD, she had a tendency to act without thinking most of the time, and even if she was thinking it, her emotions would have just exploded around her, and that was what happened. Keeping all of her anger inside, she was able to burst out, creating lightning above her and striking Thor straight on target.
Of course he looked up as the electricity started to surround a dark cloud like various ropes, cut and spiked around, and his instinct would have been to roll away, since it seemed he was trained to fight, but instead, he just looked up and a great white blast surrounded him.
Thalia covered her eyes from the light, and when she looked back, there was smoke everywhere, surrounding a black blast mark that burnt the grass. Thor was nowhere to be found.
Did I just—? She started to think, Did I seriously just-?
Her hair flew in front of her face as a gush of wind blew it from behind. She turned to find him, floating down onto the ground with the hammer in his hand and spinning it viciously.
"Impressive, daughter of Zeus." He called, "But you're going up against beings you never fought before." He held up his hammer high for her to see. "Behold the weapon your father nearly fell upon." He lunged toward her.
Now Thalia didn't think rolling away or even shooting at him would do any good. Archery was good for long ranged combat but not good enough when a man with a hammer came crashing toward her.
She threw the weapons away from her, and then she reached to her side where she kept a mace canister clipped on her belt and brought it out and held it with her hand. She then taped her bracelet and it expanded into a large shield, as she felt leather encircle her arm and firmly tighten around. She bent on one knee and raised the shield over her head, praying that it would still be able to hold.
The minuet the impact of the hammer crashed down upon her arm, Thalia felt like someone bulldozed over it. Her feet sunk into the dark earth; almost painfully as her ankles were pushed against so hard, she was worried she broke the two of them.
Ignoring the white hot pain, she brought up her hand with the mace canister and started to quickly take it apart with her hand as it expanded into a large bronze spear. The tip started to spark electricity from the power of her lightning.
Thor, who was still on top of her with the hammer still ringing against the shield, noticed the point end of her spear as she thrust it toward his midpoint, and sent him flying a few feet back.
She stood up on shaky legs, which felt like jelly and the only thing holding her up was the dirt, which rose high above her ankles from the impact.
As she struggled getting out of the dirt, Thor laid a few feet away, shaking his head from the sudden blast that hit him.
When he saw the shield expand in front of the girl, he had the distant memory of meeting his friend, Steve Rodgers, and the way he used his shield to deflect his hammer, which sent him flying, but then the image of her shield was not the comforting colors of red, white and blue. It was the picture of the horrid monster they called 'Medusa', and it made him cringe as he brought it down upon the shield, but more satisfying, knowing that he could hit such a hideous beast.
Her arm dropped to her side, weak and hurting. She thought she dislocated her shoulder. She gripped her spear more tightly as her muscles screamed in pain. Thalia crouched low, waiting for another attack as she watched Thor sit up, shake his head with a smile, and slowly get to his feet.
"You're power is not as strong as your fathers," he said, shaking off loose dirt from his cape. "But it's amazing that you were able to bring me down with one blow. Much less survive my attack."
Thalia managed her own small smile, though it was forced and pained. "I aim to please." Her entire body hurt from his hammer. And it was only one hit! He got up so easily, and she was leaning against her weapon like an old man with a cane.
Also, Thalia was never able to control lightning straight from the sky. Usually, she had to have some sort of weapon to channel her power, such as her spear or the hunting knives she either kept sheathed on her combat boots or belt. However she was able to do it though, the power strain was catching up to her, because it took a lot of her energy.
She heard something behind the wind. A deep thudding sound that mixed in with the sounds around her, and the thumping of her wild heart, beating against her ears from adrenaline.
She searched for the sound, looking around and behind her.
The winds started to blow around, but it was more hot air with a hint of gasoline mixed with it.
Thor turned right where the noise was, as he could see the faint outline of the machines the humans called jets. It was invisible, but the intense heat radiating off of it was noticeable to his eyes.
It was still a few yards away, but the pressure it was making on the two of them proved that the Hellicarrier was not as far.
He looked at his rival's young daughter. Thor could see the confusion in her eyes as she searched for the source of the strange noise, and it almost surprised him that she could sense it too.
He knew that SHIELD would find him right when he landed on Midgard, but he would always be amazed with how fast Director Fury would soon figure things out and find him.
He looked at Thalia and called to her in his deep voice, almost humorously saying, "It was fun sparring with you, but I believe you should go and hide now."
She blinked once, and then twice before finally absorbing his words. She opened her mouth to say something, but quickly shut it as the flying jet suddenly became visible, showing a dark black thing coming towards them at a slow pace.
"They cannot see you," Thor explained, "Well not yet."
Thalia felt like slamming him with her spear and then making a run for it. She didn't like leaving a battle half finished, not when she just found another person like her who could control lightning and the wind. She wanted answers badly, and she wanted to hit someone just so she could get the anger of Thor insulting her and her family out of her system. She glared at him, giving him a warning. She had no idea if he could be trusted, and saying that he had a welcoming escort, didn't really help get on her better side.
Thalia had no idea if he could keep the secret of the two meeting, and she was about to sprout some other threat when he explained to her. "I knew your kind long before you were born, child."
She wanted to zap him just for calling her a child again.
"And in honor of our agreement of truce I made with your father long ago, I shall not tell anyone of your existence." He continued.
"What agreement?" She yelled. The jet was getting closer and closer by the second.
Thor said, "Ask your mentor… Chiron, was it not?"
Thalia had no choice but to jump into the bushes she hid from earlier, and crouch low before the plane was finally in full sight.
She peeked through the leaves again, watching as the black machines landed gracefully down on the ground, making small circles onto the ground from the wind as it touched the grass.
The backside opened, to reveal a man with light brown hair and lean muscles, carrying a quiver full of arrows on his back. He went down the ramp that the plane produced and surveyed his surroundings.
"Nice entrance!" He yelled. "But why don't you try the less extravagant side this time."
Thalia looked around. She and Thor did create a large mess. There was the black mark when Thor appeared, and then the blast mark that she created to blow him off his feet.
Some of the ground left marks to where Thor slid, deeply into the ground when he was flown across, and then two small holes that represented the place where her feet were stuck into, and it seemed to sink to a lower level, almost like a small crater.
"It's good to see you too, old friend." Thor said, clasping the man's arm.
He made one last look around the park, his eyes falling towards Thalia and giving a slight nod before disappearing inside the jet.
The man looked around at the mess, and then saw something from the corner of his eye. He walked over and picked up the arrow that Thalia had used to stop Thor from leaving.
She held her breath as the man's eyes wandered around and then he shrugged, putting the arrow into his own quiver, which stood out for all his arrows were black, while hers was a light brown with red feather tips.
She waited as the jet left, and all that was in Thalia's mind was: What in Hades just happened?
MIDTOWN SCIENCE HIGHSCHOOL
"Have you seen Annabeth?" Gwen asked, running into the room where Percy and Peter were working at.
Percy, being the boyfriend, immediately sprung up from his work and walked over to her. "No, what happened?"
Gwen started to pace back and forth, with a clip board she clung to tightly. Peter was sitting on one of the desks, "pretending" to be interested in last year's assignment papers, though his eyes continued to wander up to Gwen.
"Well we heard about the little drama that occurred after we left the gym." She explained, "And then Annabeth went all crazy like, putting you and the word stupid in the same sentence about a dozen times."
Percy scratched the back of his head. "Wow, word travels fast."
"Yeah it does." Gwen answered. "You should see it during school hours. Anyway, she went looking for you, and also to warn you, she put 'murder' in one of those sentences too."
Stomping was heard from the halls.
Gwen sighed, giving the look of pity to Percy. "And the drama continues." She stepped away, revealing the face of a very furious looking Annabeth, with her wild blond hair and storm gray eyes, which lit on fire.
"Jackson," She half growled. "Care to explain to me what happened?"
In truth, Percy could see no fault in what he had done, so he just shrugged saying, "I don't see the problem, Annabeth. I just shot some hoops."
"Yeah, but across the gym floor?" She burst out. "I knew asking you to volunteer here was a mistake, but I was willingly hoping that something like this wouldn't happen!"
"If you knew that something like this would happen, then why at all?"
"Percy, I didn't want you to show off in order to prove that your worthy of me."
"You know me too well to know that I would do anything for you." His voice softened.
"But I could take care of myself, you know this. "I know it's rude, and very selfish of me, but I hoped you would come with me to this school, just so Flash could back off."
There was talking down the hall, Percy saw a few girls holding sprays and sponges in their hands, giggling and whispering by the door.
Annabeth turned to the source of the noise, she sighed. "Great, more rumors." He mumbled. "I have to go, Percy. But we will continue this." She was able to crack a small grin from her mouth, even though it seemed she tried to hide it. She walked away from the three of them, toward the laughing girls. She scowled at them and the two scurried away, with Annabeth following close behind
"Uh-oh." Peter said from behind the stacks of paper, he had a strange smile on his face.
"I'm guessing this is your first fight as a couple." Gwen stated.
Percy pulled the back of his head lightly. It wasn't like Annabeth to get mad at the small parts. Something must have happened that she just had to get riled up and blame it on the basketball incident. Or maybe she was doing that thing that girlfriends do, such as get so mad at their boyfriends, but secretly be proud of them inside. Maybe that was what the smile was at the end. Then again, Percy wasn't really sure.
"We got into fights before we were a couple." He answered.
"Then you guys have some serious issues." Gwen said. "Cute, but serious."
Percy shrugged.
He excused himself from the room, wanting to escape the awkward tension that was building between the two of his new friends.
He went straight to the bathroom.
It was newly furnished, with the floors shining like crazy. He wasn't going to go to all the details of the bathroom however; it looked like every public bathroom around the city.
Instead he went to the sink and leaned against it. He suddenly felt very hot, and started to use the water to rub his neck and arms. Percy shook his hair from his face, and then looked at his reflection.
It was a noise that caught his attention. He turned around suddenly, looking around the bathroom, scanning. The noise came again, and sounded like a clank. He turned toward the toilets, and then he heard the noise again.
"Percy." A voice said.
Percy turned toward it, his hand already going to his pocket where he kept Riptide. He saw the form of Chiron in front of him, through almost like a reflection.
"Chiron!"He gasped removing his hand from his pocket.
Usually if Percy or any other camper contacted their camp director, it was either because he was being informed of something or it was a dangerous situation. But if Chiron contacted the camper, it meant something worse.
"What's wrong?" Percy asked.
"Not from here." Chiron said, looking at his surroundings at first confused to where he was standing. "You and Annabeth have to come back as soon as you can. Thalia returned from her walk—"
"She went walking?"
"—She came back with some disturbing information I think I must share with you."
Noises came from outside the hallway, Percy glanced at the door, and then back at Chiron. But he was already gone.
Yes, I deleted this chapter. Only because EVERYONE was telling me about Zoe's name. I thought I would let it slide, but...
(Author's Note:
Hey guys! So… uh… Whoa! I noticed that the last chapter was only half a success. I know I'm hard on myself, but I didn't expect some of you guys to NOT like me putting Peter Parker in the story.
I would just like to say, he's only a supporting character. He's probably going to be mentioned here and there, and this chapter is only the leading effects of the last chapter, so I'm slowly getting out of his story. The title is called "Percy Jackson and the Avengers" not, "Percy Jackson and the Avengers plus spider-man, plus wolverine or etc." I only added him because I sort of need him for the ending, and I also may be adding one character in particular, which is also a famous cross over with Percy. That will only appear in the last chapter however.
I also know that I probably didn't portray the characters as well as I could in this chapter, probably with the small fight with Percy and Annabeth. I wasn't really having good idea's at the time but I will try making it better or continuing normally.
This chapter was originally suppose to be a fight scene with Thor and Thalia, problem is, most author's don't just get to the point, so I had to add a few extra stories too, which is why I went back to Peter and Percy, and maybe even a little of the Avengers. I need the chapters lengthy and stuff.
Oh and when Thor is explaining his fight with Zeus. I did some research, and those of you who did read the comics or stories of how the two met, well I changed it just a bit.
Ooh, and you may have noticed the mysterious character I put in to take care of the Tesseract. I'm pretty proud of her, and her mysteriousness is probably eating you up when you read this chapter. She is my character, not someone from a random story or movie. I like her, and I wanted to try something out.
I hope this story made up for the last chapter. Again, sorry for adding Peter Parker. But I didn't really add Spider-man, did I? Unless you forgot, this chapter was called "Before the Spider". Spider-man doesn't really exist yet does he? So I don't know why some of you guys were upset about Peter. I mean, some of you didn't even know who he really was! You thought he was some random kid being nice to Percy, so I guess I didn't really do anything wrong.
Anyway, review, and I like your lengthy ones, just saying.
Thanks!
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