A/N Nearly 180 followers! *passes out from shock*. Now, if every one of those followers reviewed, it would make my day. Scratch that, week. Scratch that, month. You get the idea.

Tony Stark P.O.V.

The robots burst through the wall. Percy and Annabeth were in motion before anyone else. They tackled one each, stabbing and slashing at every bit they could reach. The problem with robots: they weren't bothered by little things like knives.

Bruce flew through the air and landed on Natasha. "Sorry!" He said. "Don't turn green!" She said quickly.

"I won't!"

Everyone did their best against the robots. Tony jumped on one of the robots and hacked at its neck, trying to separate it from its neck. "Stark!" Steve yelled. "We are here to help. We are here to help." The robot said over and over. "One sec, one sec!" Tony called back. Finally it shut down. While the Avengers were preoccupied, one of the robots flew over and stole the scepter off its rack.

Barton threw Steve's shield at him. He caught it and used it to cut off the head of one of the robots. For a moment they all just stood there, breathing hard and glaring at Ultron. "That was dramatic." Ultron said coolly. "I'm sorry, I know you mean well. You just didn't think it through. You want to protect the world, but you don't want it to change. How is humanity saved if it's not allowed to… evolve?" Ultron picked up one of the heads of an Iron Legion robot. "With these? These… puppets." He spat in disgust and threw it to the floor.

"There's only one path to peace. The Avenger's extinction." Then Thor snapped and threw his hammer at Ultron. He fell apart. Ultron sang really creepily, "I had strings, but now I'm free. There are no strings on me."

Natasha Romanoff P.O.V.

"All our work is gone." Bruce said. "Ultron cleared out, used the internet as an escape hatch."

"He's been in everything." Natasha said. "Files, surveillance. Probably knows more about us then we do about each other." Was it just her imagination, or did Percy and Annabeth exchange a guilty look? "He's in the files, he's in the internet," Rhody said, pacing around the room. "What if he decides to access something a bit more exciting?"

"Nuclear codes." Agent Hill said without glancing up. "Nuclear codes." Rhody confirmed. "Nukes?" Natasha said. "He said he wanted us dead."

"He didn't say dead," Annabeth said, speaking for the first time, her voice slightly hoarse. "He said extinct." Clint folded his arms. "He also said he killed someone." Agent Hill looked confused. "There wasn't anyone else in the building."

"Yes, there was." Tony said, and clicked one of his remotes. A glowing yellow image of JARVIS appeared, but it had pieces missing and it was glitching strangely. "This is insane." Bruce said. "JARVIS was the first line of defense." Steve said, putting his fist on his mouth. "He would've shut Ultron down, it makes sense."

"No," Bruce said, still staring at the destroyed picture of Ultron. "Ultron could have assimilated JARVIS. This isn't strategy, this is… rage."

"Yeah, you can tell something's bad when it can make the Pinocchio theme song sound creepy." Percy said, in a wildly transparent attempt at a joke. No one laughed. Thor stormed into the room, grabbed Tony by the neck, and slammed him against the wall. "Come on, use your words buddy." Tony said while clutching his neck. "I have more than enough words to describe you, Stark." Thor said.

Percy started forward to help Tony but Annabeth grabbed his wrist and gave him warning look. "Thor! The legionnaire." Steve said sharply. Thor dropped Tony on the ground none-to-gently. "Trail went cold about a hundred miles out, but it's heading north, and it has the scepter." Thor growled. "The genies out of the bottle. Clear and present is Ultron." Natasha said.

"I don't understand," Dr. Cho said to Tony. "You built this program. Why is it trying to kill us?"

"Tony." Annabeth said sharply. "Tell them." Tony started chuckling. Bruce shook his head violently at him and then looked helplessly at Annabeth. "You think this is funny?" Thor said angrily. "No. It's probably not, right?" Tony said, getting control of himself. "Is this really terrible? Is it so… Is it so…" He stopped when he saw their serious faces, but a smile kept tugging at his lips. "It's so terrible."

"This could have been avoided if you hadn't played with something you didn't understand." Thor said, obviously still angry. Tony turned around, being angry right back. "No. I'm sorry. It's funny. It's a hoot that you don't get why we need this."

"Tony…" Said Bruce and Annabeth at the same time, both in warning tones. "Really?!" Tony said, now turning on Bruce. "That's it? You just roll over; show your belly, every time somebody snarls."

"Only when we've created a murder bot," Bruce replied, eyebrows raised, as if daring Tony to say anything else. "We didn't. We weren't even close. Were we close to an interface? Annabeth, back me up here."

Annabeth glared at him as well. "I won't, Stark. At least I'm not arrogant enough to pretend that everything's perfect as an evil robot that you created runs rampant around the world." Annabeth looked like she had some choice words as well to share with Stark, but it was Percy's turn to put a hand on her shoulder.

"Well, you did something right." Steve said. "And you did it right here. The Avengers were supposed to be different than S.H.I.E.L.D.-"

"Anybody remember when I carried a nuke through a wormhole?" Tony interrupted. Annabeth rolled her eyes and Percy muttered something in Greek that didn't sound like a compliment. "Nope, it's never come up." Rhody said sarcastically. "Saved New York?" Tony continued. "Never heard that." Rhody said again.

"A hostile alien army came charging through a hole in space. We're standing three hundred feet below it." Tony continued. "We're the Avengers. We can bust arms dealers all the live long day but… that up there? That's the endgame. How were you guys planning on beating that?"

Steve looked at him. "Together."

"We'll lose."

"Then we'll do that together, too."

Tony stared at Steve for a little longer but then turned away. "Thor's right." Steve said. "Ultron's calling us out. And I'd like to find him before he does. The world's a big place. Let's start making it smaller."

(Steve)

Steve and Maria Hill walked briskly down the hall. "He's all over the globe. Robotics labs, weapons facilities, jet propulsion labs. There are reports of a metal man or men coming around and emptying the place."

"Fatalities?" Steve asked. "Only when engaged." She replied. "Mostly guys left in a fugue state going on about worst memories, old fears, and something too fast to see." That clicked in Steve's brain. "Maximoffs. It makes sense he'd go to them, they have something in common."

"Not anymore." She showed him a picture of a dead Strucker and red graffiti on the wall that said PEACE. They walked over to Clint, who was talking on the phone. "Yeah, I'm fine. Yes ma'am. Yeah, something just came up."

"Barton, we have something." Steve interrupted him. "Gotta go. Bye." Clint hung up the phone. "Who was that?" Steve asked. Clint looked at him for a minute and then said, "Girlfriend."

They gathered the rest of the team into a lab. Steve found Percy and Annabeth with their heads together. They seemed to be arguing fiercely about something. "Yes, but it all comes down to the same point-"

"Percy, we don't have permission yet! Do you want to be struck down? It was risky enough flying on that quinjet-"

"No, but this is a crisis! We agreed-"

"Not until we have-"

"Hey, guys. We got a lead." Steve broke in. They jumped, faced him, tried, and failed to look like they were doing something unimportant. "Um, yeah." Percy said. "We'll be there in a sec. Just… figuring some things out."

"All right," Steve said, but looked at them curiously. As soon as they were out of sight he heard them continue their argument. "You see? That was way to close!"

"Annabeth, give me a break. The guy's a freaking super soldier."

Steve walked into the lab where everyone else was waiting. "Where're Percy and Annabeth?" Tony asked. "Hey guys." Annabeth said as they both walked in the room. She did a great job of looking like they were late for no reason, Steve gave her that. "What's the news?"

Steve showed them the picture of dead Strucker. "What's this?" Tony asked. "A message. Ultron killed Strucker." Steve replied. "And he did a Banksy at the crime scene, just for us." Tony said sarcastically. "This is a smokescreen." Natasha said. "Why send a message when you've just given a speech?"

"Strucker knew something that Ultron wanted us to miss." Steve said. "Yeah, I bet he…" Natasha checked on one of the computers. "Yep, everything we had on Strucker has been erased."

"This is why I don't use computers." Percy muttered. Annabeth elbowed him. "Not everything." Tony said. The team went through all the paper files on Strucker. In truth, Steve was kind of relieved about this. Finally, paper information. Something he understood. "Known associates." Steve remarked. "Well, Strucker had a lot of friends."

"All these people are horrible." Bruce said, also searching through files. "Wait. I know that guy." Tony said suddenly, pointing to a picture of a guy with a beard and a tattoo on his neck. "From back in the day. He operates off the African coast, sells black market arms."

Steve gave him an accusing look. Tony looked at him innocently. "There are conventions, alright? You meet people. I didn't sell him anything. He was talking about finding something new, a game changer. It was all very 'Ahab'."

"What's this?" Percy pointed to the tattoo on the guy's neck. "Uh, it's a tattoo. I don't think he had it when-"Tony said quickly. "No, those are tattoos." Thor pointed to some on his arm. "That's a brand." Bruce shrugged. "Oh yeah, it's a word in an African dialect, meaning 'thief' in a much less friendly way."

"What dialect?" Steve asked. Bruce opened his mouth to reply but Annabeth got there first. "Wakandan." Everyone looked at her. She shrugged. "I do my research, okay? How do we get this guy?"

"If this guy got out of Wakanda with one of their trade goods…" Tony said. "I thought your father said he got the last of it?" Steve asked. "I don't know. What comes out of Wakanda?" Bruce wondered. "The strongest metal on Earth." Tony replied, almost reflexively glancing at Steve's shield.

"Where is this guy now?" Steve asked.

(Percy)

Percy couldn't help but shudder when he stepped on to the jet that would take them to Africa. This Avengers business was really taking them all over the world. First Sokovia, now this. If there ever was a crisis in Rome, Percy would flat out refuse. That had been a bad experience.

Annabeth started continuing the argument that had started in Avengers Tower. "Percy, when we get permission, we will." She said firmly. "But not yet. I'm not losing you. Not again."

"Not. Here." Percy said in an undertone. She fell silent, but was still looking at him suspiciously. "If you do it without telling me Percy, I swear to all the-"

"Shut up!" He said fiercely. Natasha was looking at them. "Okay everyone, buckle up. This is a pretty fast plane, but it'll still take us around ten hours." Tony called from the pilot seat. Percy sighed and settled in. Ten hours for Zeus to ponder blasting him out of the sky. This was going to be a blast.

Around two hours later, Percy could feel his eyelids getting heavy. Three days of fitful sleep straight could really take it out of a guy. Annabeth put her hand on his. "It's fine." She whispered. "I'll wake you up later."

Percy started to protest, but knew that sleep was the best thing right now, as much as he regretted having dreams.

His first dream started out innocent. He was sitting on the edge of the balcony in his apartment with Annabeth, watching the sun set over the horizon. That was the best dream. Then suddenly, he fell off. He was flying through the air and landed with a mighty FLOOM. He blinked and he was standing in the court of Poseidon.

"Perseus." Poseidon said. "Dad," Percy replied. "Why did you bring me here?"

"I message." Poseidon said. "In light of the recent crisis of Ultron-"

"You know about that?" Percy interrupted. Poseidon ignored him. "-Lord Zeus has given you permission to tell the mortals you work with who you are." Percy gaped. That Zeus had finally caved didn't pose as a good omen. "And also," Poseidon added, his eyes now twinkling. "He also says that he gives you permission to fly in his realm, as long as it is strictly necessary. No flying to New Rome with Miss Chase."

"I wasn't going to-"

"Never mind," Poseidon said his tone now urgent again. "We don't have much time. Perseus, beware of the Mad Titan. He is coming. You must-"Poseidon's voice was getting fainter. "What?" Percy said his panic rising. "I thought we killed all the Titans! Who is he?" And Percy was falling, falling through blackness, and there were confused glimpses of a golden glove and glittering gems the colors of the rainbow-

And he woke up. Percy was back in the ship, sweat pouring down his face, gasping as if he'd run a marathon. Annabeth was looking at him in concern, along with the rest of the Avengers. "Percy?" She asked. "Are you okay?"

A/N that was another chapter! Yay! Guess who managed to update in two days? This one! Woo hoo! Anyway, again thanks to all of my reviewers. Anybody know who the Mad Titan is? *Cough cough Thanos cough cough*. Yes, this is going to Infinity War. Shout outs to reviewers:

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