Percy leaned back in his chair and ran a hand through his hair.

"So, yeah. That's my story."

Throughout his incredible tale, the Avengers shifted into various positions.

Clint was lying down on his back on the couch, his head resting in Natasha's lap. He was twirling an arrow between his fingers. And every time he would doze off, Nat would slap his forehead.

Tony was sitting in an armchair, his feet propped up on the coffee table while his hands folded behind his head.

Steve was sitting on the couch opposite Tony. His feet were crossed.

Bruce was sitting cross-legged on the floor.

And Thor was standing, leaning against the wall, Mjolnir at his feet.

Now everyone stared at Percy opened mouthed utterly speechless.

"Wow. That makes Steve's war story sound like a fairy tale."

"Yeah, well, to be fair, I was disowned before I became Captain America."

"Yeah. Why would Ares disown you if you were the greatest war hero?"

"Whatever idiots. Percy, you are officially crazy."

"Wait! Let me get this straight. Both Kronos and Gaea rose again!? Am I the only one who's seriously confused?" Clint asked, dropping his arrow, looking at the six faces in the room.

"Yes, Clint, if you weren't so busy dozing off, maybe you would understand a little more."

"HEY! I got no sleep last night, lady. Chill"

"You're saying you BEAT Kronos and Gaea?"

Percy nodded, shifting in his seat for the umpteenth time. "Yeah, everything I told you is one-hundred-percent accurate. Ninety-nine-point-nine percent"

"Damn kid, that's crazy."

"Yeah, I'm aware of that. Don't worry. I'm constantly reminded."

While Percy told him all about his quests, he didn't have the courage to talk about his betrayal or his mom and Paul's death.

"Wait a minute…if you saved Olympus like ten billion times, why aren't you in Camp Half-Blood? And why did Poseidon disown you?" Bruce asked

Percy looked around uncomfortable, he grabbed a pillow and pulled his knees to his chest.

"Um, so, this new camper came to camp, a son of Apollo. He started spreading lies and rumors about me. Of course, the old campers who fought with me didn't believe him, but the new campers did and started hating me. It wasn't until he started doing things like trashing the Demeter Cabin's flower bed or destroying some of the Hephaestus Cabin's stuff and then blaming it on me did everyone start to turn away. I only had the Seven and Nico. But then they turned their backs also, all besides Nico. He's still in the Underworld, so I don't think he knows what's going on. And, of course, everyone believed him because he's the son of Apollo, so he can't lie. Kind of like Peter from Divergent. And it got worse when the Olympians started believing the lies about me helping Kronos and Gaea during the wars. Zeus sentenced me to death. Hades helped me escape, though. Mom and Paul died in a crash."

There was absolute silence in the room.

Tony slowly got up from his chair and went to hug the tear-stained teen. Percy held on to him like his life depended on him. He cried into Tony's shirt.

Clint sat up "What's this Apollo kid's name?" He growled. He absolutely hated when his half-siblings were jerks.

"Daniel Barnett," Percy spat with evident venom in his voice.

Clint walked over to Percy and pushed Tony out of the way. He hauled Percy to his feet and started dragging him out the door.

"You and I are going to attend someone's funeral."

"CLINT! NO!" Natasha yelled

"Why not? The kid deserves to die."

"We aren't killing anyone today. Sit down"

Clint pouted and dropped Percy's arm.

"Besides, then we'd have to go to Camp Half-Blood," Percy pointed out to everyone's horror.

"AH, forget it. I'm not going back there. Sorry kid"

"Nah, it's fine. Don't worry about it. I'll get him soon" Percy smiled for the first time in weeks. He finally felt like he could have a new family like they could be his family.

Maybe.