Percy's POV

The next morning, I got out of bed and stumbled into the bathroom and I have to admit, I look terrible. There were bags under my eyes and my eyes don't have the usual sparkle that I used to have like my dad. I sigh in exhaustion, clean myself up and headed down to meet the avengers.

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When i walked out of the elevator, I heard something like a explosion that went off in the kitchen. I ran into the kitchen and found Tony being held in a loose headlock by Clint and Tony was holding a spatula at Clint's head. It could have been funny, except the kitchen was in a mess and I was on kitchen duty for the day. I face-palmed and asked,

"Guys, what are you doing? It's my turn for kitchen duty and why did you guys make a mess out of the kitchen?"

It was Natasha, who replied, while shaking her head

"Turns out, Clint got impatient from waiting for the popcorn machine and put in two packets of popcorn in it. Unfortunately, he accidentally left a fork in there. So, the machine exploded."

I said,

"I am not cleaning that mess up. You two clean it."

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After breakfast, helping to clean up the mess made by Tony and Clint, I asked Tony,

"So, Tony how goes the lab results on the piece of rock?"

He replied,

"Turns out, I did a little research on the piece of rock and I found that it is from Asgard. Uru metal. Second strongest metal on the face of the earth, comparing to your armour and your blades if I have to say so myself. But, how did Electro get it anyway?"

Thor replied,

"Someone must be helping Electro to travel from Midgard to Asgard. Who is it; however, I do not know. But I know that the person could not be Loki. He is in Asgard most secure prison. He could not have broken out."

I rested my palm on my chin and ask,

"Could it be Thanos that you guys have faced before?"

Thor replied,

"Aye. That could be the only possibility."

I said with a sigh,

"Another war that I have to be in. Can't I get a break?"

Thor said with a smile,

"It looks like the Fates are not done with you yet, my young friend."

I sigh and rubbed my eyes when suddenly, the alarm went off. We rushed to the war room and Tony turned on the TV. On the screen, it shows a breach in the mansion on the ground floor, six floors below us. Tony gritted his teeth and said

"Damn. Those jerks dare to attack us where we live. Lets give them a welcoming party." But those last words I did not hear them. I took the elevator to the living quarters and suited up. The avengers are not getting into this fight, even if it kills me. I silently took the stairs and sneaked past them and went down to engage the enemy.

Steve's POV

I look on the TV screen, my heart filled with burning rage. They dare to attack us here. I said,

"Ok, this is what we will do. Tony, gear up and attack from the air. Bruce, activate the Mansion defences. Clint, snake through the vents and attack them from behind. Natasha..." my orders were interrupted by Tony, who said,

"Wait guys, where's Percy?" I look back to the screen and saw him in full battle gear, engaging the enemy. I shook my head and said,

"Gear up. We will do a frontal assault. Percy's down there and I bet my money that he do not want us to get involved."

Natasha said with vehemence,

"No that is not an option." With that we gear up and went down to assist Percy.

Percy's POV

I walked out of the elevator, my swords drawn and held in a defensive posture. I sneak around the enemy, who were wearing masks and sunglasses. I frowned at this thought, but brush it off. I sneak behind a masked man and covered his mouth and pulled him into the shadows. I whispered,

"Who are you and what do you want?"

He said nothing. I pulled off his mask and one of the dark angels' men, a gang that I had exposed to the government when I was working as a vigilante. "Looks like they know I am here." I thought to myself as I saw them taking their clubs out and looking straight at me. I knock out the guy that I was holding and walk out of the shadows. I said,

"Looking for me? How dumb can you idiots get?" With that, I lunged at the nearest guy, my swords twirling in a deadly arc. I sliced his throat open and he was dead before he even hit the ground and I turned to the next guy, clubbing my sword hilt into his head, cracking his skull open and he fell like his comrade. I sheathe my swords and drew my pistol, shooting another guy at point blank range. I turned to the last guy and bellowed,

"If you want to live. Tell me who sent you and why?!"

The guy said in a quivering voice,

"Don't kill me. My name is john and I was sent by..." He did not finish as his face was clubbed by a gun's butt. It turns out that it was Natasha who knocked him unconscious. The other avengers were behind her. They surveyed the room with dismay. Steve ask,

"Percy, why did you kill them?"

I replied,

"I have no choice. They were trying to kill me as I exposed them once. They wanted revenge against me."

Clint cut in

"Then why did you engage them on your own? You could have been killed if there were more of them."

I replied,

"I know. I just don't want to see you guys get hurt on my account. Many people have been hurt and died, like my girlfriend Annabeth..." I wasn't prepared for the flashback that attacked my mind. My body freeze up and my hood fell backwards. I saw my friends laying dead in front on the Doors, and Gaia's voice echoed,

"Their lives could have been spared. It is your fault that they died Perseus Jackson. Their blood is on your hands." I wanted to yell "No!", but my entire body was frozen. I was dimly aware that people was calling my name, shaking me. My vision cleared and I saw six pairs of frantic eyes looking at me. I fell backwards and into Steve's arms, tears running down my cheeks. Natasha wiped them away and said comforting words to calm me down. I felt Clint's hand on my shoulder and Bruce and Tony patting me, telling me that everything is going to be alright. For once in my life, I was tired. I was tired of being the leader. I was tired of being tired. For once, I was the soldier. Someone is going to take care of me, of my well being. I let go of every sensation and let the darkness consumed me.