A/N. I can explain, my beta had a life (*shiver shiver*) and couldn't get to do this, then she/he (what ever they are?) was away from internet…the horror, so I had to go through this, if you see any grammar or spelling mistakes, I did go through it with google-docs, so I blame the computer, or I meant to do it (or I just really suck at spelling it didn't give me the right word) so thank and here is your story, it won't be as long as the next time…
HIER IST DIE GESCHICHTE
(Here is the story {German style})
CHAPTER 10:
(MORTAL'S POV)
BEEP-BEEP BEEP-BEEP BEEP-BE-
I groaned as I got out of bed, looking at the clock, 5am, and started to get ready. I tied my frizzy red hair, that I can never get a hang of, and tried to conceal my bright orange, annoying, freckles with some make-up. I grab some breakfast and my school bag. I mean, it was a Saturday, so there was no school, obviously. Though I did have work, a college loan wasn't going to pay itself off.
I worked at Stark Industries, the main HQ, assistant to Pepper Potts herself. Though I didn't like most people there, and Potts annoyed me, with her 'too kind too care' attitude, and she always had a smile on her face, it was quite annoying. I couldn't complain, because it was a good paying job, and I needed that loan paid off soon. I was a straight A student ever since 6th grade, and I even got to finish high school few years early. So college was a bit fun, except for the people. It was full of nerds and dorks, and the Athletes were nerds and dorks too, unless they were in the higher-years, and they didn't talk to anyone in a lower year. It was stupid, but no way in hell I was going to be on the streets.
I went into Sheetz to grab some coffee, because Starbucks was always crowded, and the people working were sooooo slow. It was annoying, aggravating, and stressful. Plus Sheetz made pretty good cappuccinos too. Picking up a bag of gummy bears and paying for the make shift breakfast I headed for Stark Towers.
I buzzed in and was instantly crowded by other workers. Shoving my way through the front desk, and hoping the elevator wasn't as crowded as usual I headed up to the 86th floor, four floors below the Avenger's HQ. We never really saw them down at Stark Industries. There were secret elevators and exits that they took, but still it was annoying. There was always banging and explosions coming from above. Sometimes we could hear them yelling like children about stupid stuff. And when their jet took off it always shook the building.
Breathing in a deep breath, like my anger management therapist said to do, I walked into the perky CEO's office. She sometimes would come in later than me, or sometimes not at all, but there were always things I had to do. There was always a list on her deck, as if she snuck in here at the middle of the night and put it there, just for me. Though once in a while when she was busy with her boyfriend, Tony Stark, she would forget to place a list and I would have to call her, which was annoying, because her voice was too peppy for mornings.
Today she was typing away on her laptop, and talking on the phone. The person on the other side seemed to be angry at her for some reason, because she was scowling at her half empty cup of coffee (and don't give me that 'or is it half full' bull, it's always half empty, now shut up.)
Placing the phone down and giving a little huff, she looked up to see me.
"Oh. Good morning." She said, smiling. I grunted a reply, not caring if it sounded mean or not. "Well, here are something you can do." She hands me a neatly written list of random things the whole building needs.
I look for the easiest thing to start out with, seeing that the engineering nerds need a new hydroelectric-thingy-machine, I started there. Walking out of the office and back to the probably crowded elevator, I wondered if it would be easier to take the stairs 14 stories down.
My day had been pretty normal, meaning I was scowling at everyone who glanced at me, and I was only half way through the stupid list. Even though it was only lunch, I was ready to go home. Then the whole building shacks violently. It wasn't the Quinn-jet taking off, it was like its own personal earthquake. After a second it stops, and I can see water falling to the ground from a higher floor. Looks like the water is out.
I have to go back down a few floors, so deciding that the elevator was out, I had to take the steps, luckily it was only four floors down. The whole building was a maze, and it took about seven minutes, three circles around, and asking two people direction, and I finally found the stairs.
Walking down lazily, counting the steps as I go, because I needed to calm myself before taking to the computer geeks, I was ran over by a guy my age. He seemed to be in his own world, jogging down the stairs. He had a sheet of sweat over him, as if he came from on of the top floors.
"Sorry." He stopped and helped me up. He had unnaturally big green eyes, and black messy hair, as if he just woke up from sleeping on a table. He was tall-ish, and had sun kissed skin. He seemed familiar, but I couldn't place it right now, probably those weird water-dorks on the swim team or something.
"Where did you come from?" I asked, wondering which floor he came from. Maybe he came from three floors up and is just an un-athletic dork like the rest of them.
"Uh, 94, I think, maybe 95?" He looked up the middle of the stair well as if he could remember that way. I looked at him as if he was crazy. Floors 90 to 110 were where the Avengers staid and no one went up there, unless they wanted to die.
"What were you doing up there?" I asked, but he was already a few floors below. I shrugged it off as him joking around and continued my descent.
That evening the stupid shack of the building signaling the Avengers left for their battle with some unknown thing attacking the city. It was the norm now a-days and I wasn't one to go out and watch the battle. Though, today the battle came in here.
A few grey-ish blobs of oozing goo waddled into the tower, and gathered everyone to one room, shooting them with vaporizing guns if they didn't comply. So now we were gathered in the lobby, crowded around, and having to listen too their weird language, giving each other orders.
After a few minutes, sounds of battle wafting in here, and explosions rattling the tower, three people jumped from the roof. How they got there was beyond me, seeing as the whole room was guarded.
One was Spider-man, another was Hawkeye, and then the last on was someone who I've never seen before. Spider-man shot his webs at a few, wrapping them up to mobility. At the same time Hawkeye shot arrows at them with accuracy, killing a bunch, before running out of weapons. (Shows you how well fighting with stupid bows and arrows really is.) The new guy pulled out a sword from no-where and started to slice throw the goo-monsters. It happened so fast that one moment we were captives, and another there was nothing around but piles of goo.
Then a goo-monster came from the shadows, Spider-man shot his webs, but it was too late. The monster shot a ball of grey goo at the new person, and it hit his left calf, making him fall to the ground in pain.
"Kid." Hawkeye yelled, looking over at the younger man. What kind of code-name was that anyways?
Since it was over, I could have a better look at the seemingly new member of the Avengers. His face was covered by a hat, sunglasses and a hood, making him look like a thug-wannabe. He clutched his leg and grunt incoherently. A few minutes later he stumbled up, shaking his leg, as if it had only fell asleep.
"What was that? 7th time? What is up with them attacking me?" He huffed.
"The Sea Prince is good prize for our master." Another goo monster stepped out of a different corner. "And now we know who he is." Its raspy voice surprised me, the others didn't speak English, or earth?
Another shot happened and it hit 'The Sea Prince' in the chest, red goo spread, making him collapse, but not before the goo monster died. Spider-man ran up to the teen, but for some reason he couldn't pick him up. Spider-man tapped his ear and then swung out of the window, freaking leaving the guy there.
Hawkeye did the same thing, also leaving the guy with a few words, then disappearing into the chaos outside in the streets.
CHAPTER 10-PART TWO
(STEVE ROGERS)
"Cap what's the plan?" Clint asked, as the others joined around me. I looked around to see what we were even fighting. They were grey embodiments of goo, with some sort of guns, and the bullets would instantly vaporize people, not good.
"Hawk, you and Spidey are on roof duty. Natasha and I are on the ground, Thor try to cantain them, round them up, and block them off with your thunder. Stark, help Thor. And Kid, now is a good time to use those powers of yours, help out where you can. Do you have any weapons?" I asked. He pulled out a pen and twirled it around, his eyes dodging everywhere.
"I may have a few trick up my -Ah." He yelled, collapsing to the ground, a blob thing had hit his leg with something else. Though a few seconds later Percy was back on his feet, rising his hand and the fire hydrant exploded, killing the thing instantly. "Damn thing."
"And Bann- Hulk." I said, realizing Banner had already changed when Percy fell. "Smash." And the usual creepy smile formed on the green beast's face as he started destroying everything in his path.
It was all chaos from there. I could only get glimpses at my team-mates as we started to take down the army. Natasha was darting back and forth through the streets, killing all she could. Tony blew up quiet a lot with his suit, almost as bad as Thor and his lightning. The plan was working. I glanced around for Percy. His lips where pursed in annoyance, though he had a personal hurricane around him. The monsters seemed to be attracted to him. They didn't get too far, thanks to Hawkeye and Spider-man.
I turned back to my lot and swung my shield, knocking them down and going to the next round.
(NATASHA ROMANOUF)
I glanced over at Steve as he took out a whole lot of goo-goblins (Stark made up the name, not me) with his shield. I turned and fired off a few rounds, never missing the things and watching them as they melted into a gooey mess on the ground.
Flipping around, I kicked another in its face, my foot sinking half way in before I ripped it out, taking half of its face. The thing fell to the ground like the others. Quickly killing a few more, I glanced at my teammates. They were doing pretty well, but Percy's hurricane was slowing down, and the monsters started to get a little over whelming. Aiming I took a few out, and went back to the ones I had.
(CLINT BARTON)
I was busy making sure Percy didn't get too overwhelmed. He used his water powers and sword with expertise, killing more than I would have thought. Though more came, and with Spidey on a different roof, we took out the ones advancing on the already too big group.
I looked up and watched as Thor let down an arch of lightning, creating a ring around our battle. It was going faster than before with the help of Percy. Also they seemed to want him for some reason. Then I heard Percy curse in some other language. Looking down, I say that he was laying on the ground clutching his leg again. Like the first time, he was up in a few seconds (though this one took a little longer) and continued fighting.
"Tony, there is a small group on East street near the tower, torch them up." I said into my com.
(TONY STARK)
Zooming towards East Street, I killed a few that were flanking around Percy. The kid was insane with his powers and abilities. I couldn't wait to see what he could do up close and not fighting goo-goblins.
Clint was right there were quiet a few that had stationed around my ("the teams") tower. I sent out the flares to get their attentions and then blew them up. Zooming back to the battle I passed by Thor, who kept them netted in with his lightning, knocking the ones, who go to close, out with his hammer, turning them into mashed potatoes.
(THOR)
The man of iron zoomed by me as I let the goblins of goo taste lightning. Arching Mjolnir up into the sky and calling onto the lightning, I fried the goo goblins to dust. (A/N. yes I know it is only a sentence, it took me almost 30 minutes to create, damn Thor and his stupid wording.)
(HULK)
Goo-things smash. It is good to smash. Hulk smash lots. Banner no smash, so Hulk helps him. Team no smash. Team helps Hulk smash. Smash with team. New man-child on team. Man-child is good at smashing. Hulk not like when man-child get hurt. Hulk smash harder when man-child get hurt.
(PETER PARKER)
I really liked fighting with the Avengers. I mean, street crime was one thing, but this was a whole new ball game. It was so fun too, because I could finally test these electric webs out that I have been working on for a while.
The goo goblins kept coming at Percy, as if they had some grudge against him or something. Clint and I were doing our bust, but once in a while one would shot the kid in the leg, making him crumple to the ground. Each time took him longer to recuperate. I wanted to know how he did it too. One moment he was half-cursing half-jibbrish-ing into our comms, and the next he was back up and fighting like a demon on steroids.
I shot another electrified web, zapping the crap out of a whole line of them. I looked around and realized it was all over, everyone was either dead, or ran.
"Spidey, the whole tower is infested. Want to help exterminate?" Percy's voice came through the coms. Wow, this kid was either naturally witty, or he was holding that one in for a while. "You too Hawkeye."
(PERCY JACKSON)
I really wasn't having a good time. First monsters try to take of Manhattan again. It's like this place has a 'HELLO ALL ENEMIES OF ANYONE, WE ARE GOOD PLACE TO TAKE OVER' neon flashing sign over it. I growled as another goo-what ever Tony called them, shot my leg. It was like they were obsessed with my legs. I know Annabeth keeps telling me that they look really good, but doesn't mean they need to be shot at.
Pain coursed through my body, but willing the water around me to at least mask the pain, I got up and continued to fight.
Soon it was all over, or so I thought. I looked around. I was on East Street, right n front of the Avenger's tower. How I got there, I have no idea. I peaked in on a hunch. It was full of slime-savages (ha beat that Stark) and workers of Stark Industries.
"Spidey, the whole tower is infested. Want to help exterminate?" I absentmindedly, looking for away in. "You too, Hawkeye."
We all got to the vents on the bottom floor. Don't ask me how, I'm still working that out too. There were tons in the room, all glaring at their hostages.
"Ok on three." Clint said, holding up a hand and counting down. When the last finger went down we jumped, landing in front of the goo-things. Acting quickly we took them out. When that was down, another came out of the shadows and shot me in the leg again. I was freaking getting tired of this. It was bull schist. "Kid!"
"What was that? 7th time? What is up with them attacking me?" I huffed in irritation. The thing was dead already so the new raspy voice made us turn to see yet another one. Where in Hades are they coming from?
"The Sea Prince is good prize for our master. And now we know who he is." It said, grinning at me. He shot a red slim ball, and this time it hit my chest, at least it was different.
Cold-hot pain spread through my body, though this time I didn't pass out, thank the gods.
I gasped in air when the pain stopped and found myself in the lobby, looking around to make sure this was safe, and not a weird trap. I swam to the top, to come face to face with a red haired girl with neon orange freckles.
"Nancy?"
A/N. Review if you remember who that is (person's name in quotation just above this authors note). Who do you think the mortal was? Why do you think I put that part in there? What should I do to this story (even though I have most of it planned out, I still want yo input).
Help wanted, I am in need of a new (possible temporary, but maybe not) Beta, please review it into the reviews and I will PM you with an answer, thank you, and read on. ;P