A/N: Well chapter 8, it's the next chapter. Srry if it's a little BLAH and boring, but it will make the story easierierier for me to write and make things make since for you guys. Beta-fish thnxs
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CHAPTER 8:
(PERCY JACKSON)
I should have known to eat less. A few cookies, I can handle, but huge wrapped sandwiches? They were the size of a Denny's omelet, but was stuffed more.
As I ran out to puke my guts out in the alleyway, I heard a low growl. Hell hound. They always made me a bit sad to kill. Mrs. O'leary was so nice, granted she had been trained like that. I still can't stop feeling bad, until they started attacking me, or some other person. It was an easy kill, this one is not as smart as the others. And when I reunited with the Avengers, I collapsed. The great Percy Jackson is winded after taking out a hell hound. Granted I was feeling feverish, but still.
That's when the dream started, and I say dream, because it wasn't the usual nightmare. This was in friendly territory.
"Dad?" I raised my eyebrow, looking at him. His salt and pepper hair showing he was about mid 30 (thousand) years old. His bermuda shorts and fishing hat were the same as ever.
"Good, I was starting to think you would have forgotten about me." He smirked, coming over and ruffling my hair. Weird, I know, but it was better than a hug, too much contact.
"So, you wanted me?" I would have face palmed, if he wasn't right there. Of course he wanted me, he did summon me. "Yes." The grave look in his eyes told me it was important and involved me.
"The mist is disappearing. When Gaea rose, even for that short time, an internal fire had caught on to the mist, slowly burning it away. And soon it will be almost impossible to hide our secret. The mortal group, the Avengers, you will need to share your past with them. Sooner than later. I hoped it could have been prevented, but there is a much bigger threat rising, and with the mist disappearing, we will need all the help we can get." His face was stoic, calm even, but there was something behind his eyes. And if I hadn't been through Tartarus, and seen the stuff that I did, I wouldn't have caught it.
"So I'll have to become a spandex wearing superhero?" I said, hoping to take some edge off. It was through dream -skyping, but I still could feel his unease.
"Preferably not. I'm with you on most of your decisions, but I never liked wetsuits myself." Poseidon's eyes crinkled at the edges with mirth.
"Yeah, didn't think so." I gave a uncertain chuckle. "It's Tartarus, isn't it?"
"Sadly. The demigods are preparing on their end, it is up to you to get the mortals on track and trained." Then he vanished in a swirl of saltwater, leaving me no room to argue.
"Thanks, not like I wanted to seem normal anyways." I huffed, but then sucked the air back in as an evil bone cracking laugh swept over me.
"You were never normal, my pet. Come home, and we will make you what you want to be." Tartarus.
(PETER PARKER)
The whole building shook violently, making Clint and I fall from the ceiling/rafters. When the shaking stopped, we all met up in the team room, only to find Percy (who was unconscious) and Bruce (who was with Percy on a lower level) missing.
"JARVIS, what the hell was that?" Tony yelled to his AI.
"It was down in R+D, medic." JARVIS said, not really answering the question, but it was enough for now.
"That's where Banner and Jackson are." Steve said, leading the way to the elevator, that went on a totally different power grid, so if something was wrong with down stairs, it would still be working. We found Bruce sputtering on the ground (luckily not a green rage monster {as Tony likes to call him}), glancing worried looks at Percy, who looks more unconscious, probably comatose, than before.
"What the hell happened?" Tony asked again.
"Something...big." Banner said, shooting Percy a concerned look. "Get him up stairs and away from this mess. I'll see what I can do up there." This place was a complete mess. I was surprised the walls had held, there were holes out of the wall, around the whole room. And water was still draining out a broken window, going to the streets below, falling on some poor pedestrians.
"Let's get him out of here, and then we can start on this." Captain said, going over to the rag doll of one Percy Jackson. Though before he could touch him, Percy jolted upright, a feral growl came from him.
"meínoun píso̱!" Percy yelled in some other language.
"Woah, woah. Percy, stand down." Captain said. "It's us. it's Steve, and Peter, and Tony, and Banner, and Clint, and Natasha, so just calm down." This seemed to work. His eyes looked more aware of his surrounding, and his body did go a little lax.
"Ow." He fell back on to the table with a hmph. "What happened to this place, looks like a hurricane had fun."
"I don't know, you tell us. Are you some kind of mutant, because there is no way some accident can get you that powerful at Waterbending." Tony said.
"What? Oh gods...stupid...freakin...AH." He yelled, passing around.
"So should we call that mutant school, tell them they have a rogue, or are you going to explain what happened?" Tony asked. He looked pretty mad, seeing as this is his tower.
"I'm not a mutant..." He huffed. "...But I don't know if I can tell you, because if I do, then I would have to explain my past." He walked away, leaving us in the middle of a broken lab, dripping with water.
Suddenly there was a beep. It was the DNA reader. I walked over and grabbed the small sheet of paper that popped out of it.
"Guess, I know what he is." I said, looking wide eyed at the piece of paper.
"What?" Banner said, coming up beside me.
"He's impossible." I said, setting down the paper, that said he only had half his DNA helix, for the rest to see.
