Peter's POV
(Bet you weren't expecting that!)
It was over.
He was gone.
We all just sat there, stunned.
Thor angrily walked out of the room, mumbling about stupid gods not helping him. Ok, then.
Tony was looking more serious than I have ever seen him, he didn't even crack a little smile. As usual, Natasha and Clint showed no emotion. Steve was trying to keep it together, for the sake of all of us. Because he knew, as well as all of us, if he broke down, everyone else would. He had to stay strong, and that's why I admire him so much.
"I...I need to get back to the lab," Bruce finally said, breaking the silence that had filled the air for at least thirty seconds.
As soon as he crossed the threshold of the door, something I never thought would happen again, happened.
Percy Jackson breathed.
I heard the gasp of life and immediately turned around. Half of me thought it was just my imagination; wishful thinking. A million little thoughts crossed the team's minds as we all saw with our own eyes Percy breathe. He was still unconscious, but he wasn't dead. I heard sighs of relief all around the room. Steve went to go get Thor, and the rest of us just sat around, waiting.
We waited.
And waited.
And waited.
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Thor's POV
It has been two weeks, and Percy still is comatose. We were all crowded around his bedside, like we did every day, when I snapped.
"That's it!" I thundered(Heh, I'm so punny...), "I am getting one of Percy's friends to help us."
"Woah,woah, woah. HOLD THE PHONE," Tony said, standing up.
"How the heck do you know one of Percy's friends? Also, if he can help Percy, hmm, I don't know, maybe you could of done this, like, TWO WEEKS AGO?!" Tony said, now getting pretty mad.
"Calm down, Man of Iron, the reason why I didn't get help earlier is because Percy will be mad when he sees this person staring down at him when he wakes up," I replied calmly.
"If," Natasha said suddenly,"if he wakes up."
Steve shot her a look.
"He will," Steve said. But if you knew Steve well enough, which I didn't, but I had magical powers, so Natasha and I could both tell that he wasn't too sure himself. You had to look deep, though. You can tell Steve's trying his best at this. He's succeeding. He's gotten us all to take care of ourselves, and not worry too much.
"I have to go," I said, and started out the door.
"Wait," Steve said, catching my arm.
"I'm going, too."
"Very well," I said,"We leave in five minutes."
Steve's POV
At Camp Half-Blood
We trudged up to a strawberry farm, and Thor crossed next to a pine tree. He then cleared his throat and declared:
I, Thor Odinson, give Steve Rogers permission to enter Camp Half-Blood.
Iwalked across. I didn't feel anything, so I guessed that was ok.
We walked up to a big, blue house and knocked on the door. A man in a wheelchair opened it.
"Welcome, Thor. It's been many years," the man said grimly.
"Indeed it has," Thor boomed. The man turned his attention towards me, and I extended my hand.
"Steve Rogers," I introduced.
"Chiron," he said in return.
"Like the trainer in Greek mythology?" I asked.
"You know your mythology," he said with a hint of both approval and amusement.
"Yes sir," I replied.
"We need to see someone," Thor interrupted.
Chiron seemed to understand.
"Of course," he said immediately said.
"How bad did he manage to injure himself this time?" Chiron said wearily.
"Pretty badly," Thor said grimly.
"Well, then! You have no time to waste," Chiron said, a bit concerned.
We quickly thanked him and went down to what looked like an archery range. There, Thor found a teenager with a beach tan, golden blonde hair, and a blinding smile. He had blue eyes the color of crystal clear ocean water. When he saw Thor, he immediately stopped working on his bow and jogged towards us.
"What did Percy do this time?" He asked, kind of tiredly.
"He hurt himself pretty badly," Thor replied. All of the teen's happy nature was instantly gone, replaced by alertness and determination. "What are we waiting for then? Let's go!" He said, starting to jog to the pine tree.
"Oh, and by the way," he said, turning around to face us and looked at me," The name's Will." As he said that, he flashed a grin, put two fingers on his forehead, and saluted. He then shook his head, his golden hair hinting in the sunlight, and ran off.
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Well, then! Alright guys, that's a wrap! I'm soooo sorry I didn't update last week, but I have been a bit busy. 800 words! Oh, and if it seemed like Steve was into Will, I wasn't trying to make it seem like that, just trying to put in more details. And, I hate to do this, but don't forget to
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