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Steve

Hazel and Nico. I couldn't believe it. And yet… here they were.Before the ice, I had read their eyes. Hazel's were awful, a victim and a fighter. Nico's and his sister's- a sweet girl named Bianca- were said. Not quite a soldiers, but not right. That had definitely changed.

Now, from eighty years ago, two of the three kids were in front of me, looking to have aged a few years at most.

And suddenly Leo was super powered? It was a lot to take in.

I needed answers. That's why I went with them.

We had all crowded into the hall, up the staircase. As we rushed to the roof, I realized something.

"You know, I can't fly the Quinn jet." I gasped, a little out of breath from my fight with Hazel.

Leo turned back to me and smirked. I still couldn't get used to the fact he had taken Tony down with a push of a button.

"Who said you were flying it?" He yelled back. His expression and tone screamed mischief.

We reached the rooftop. I heard the girl named Calypso yell at Thor to go ahead. He took off with nothing but a nod back. Now I was alone with five super deadly teenagers. Great.

The teens climbed into the jet with no hesitation. I followed. Everyone was settling into seats. Hazel gestured at me to sit down too. I was about to when I realized someone was missing.

"Where's Leo?" I asked.

On cue, a beep came over the intercom. My eyes widened when I realized who it was. "This is Commander Leo speaking. I suggest you all fasten your seatbelts. I'm gonna see what this baby can do!"

I obeyed and practically dove to my seat, strapping in. The teens didn't look worried at all. I attempted to figure out how Leo knew how to fly a jet, to no avail.

Nico looked at me warily before asking, "Are we sure about bringing him? I mean, he can't pass through the border, right?" He seemed really nervous, fidgeting in his seat.

Will shot him a stern look. "He's with us, he'll get through. And he saved Hazel. You owe him that." Nico simply shot me a glare. I just looked at him confused. Why would he be mad at me?

After a few moments of awkward silence, I cleared my throat. "So… you and Hazel?" Everyone stared at me blankly.

Hazel's face slowly changed into realization. Like Nico, she was fidgeting in her seat. "You think. Me and Nico?" Her face changed to disgust.

I jumped as they all simultaneously said, "EW!"

I didn't understand what was so gross about that. They were both good kids. Well, they were half a century ago. Nico at least seemed to change a bit.

Leo's voice returned. "We're here!"

Nico and Hazel were out of the jet before I even unbuckled my seatbelt. Will shook his head and followed them out, yelling at Nico to go to the infirmary.

Calypso gave me a suspicious look and left the jet with Leo. Hesitantly, I followed.

The jet was landed in a clearing in front of a large blue house. Kids were coming from different directions and surrounding the jet. Hazel, Calypso, and Leo stood beside me. From the corner of my eye, I could see Will pulling Nico towards the house.

As soon as the kids saw me, they got three times louder, shouting for answers from the three next to me. It was clear they were seen as leaders. Eventually, a few other teens around Leo's age and older pushed their way to the front of the crowd. They went and stood next to the other three and started whispering to each other. I just stood there, confused.

What felt like hours later, the crowd part and revealed. My eyes widened as I looked the figure up and down. A set of hooves. A white body of a horse. The top half of a middle aged man. I just stood there and gaped for a second. I seemed to be doing that a lot lately.

The centaur absorbed the scene calmly before telling everyone to return to their activities. Then he trotted towards the house. Leo and his group followed him. Not sure what else to do, I followed as well.

Everyone stopped on the porch and waited as the Chiron stopped and backed up towards a wheelchair with a box instead of a seat and fake legs. He put both his back hooves into the box and somehow sunk down. He put his front hooves into the feet and threw a blanket over them. I stared at the chair.

The man gave me a tight smile before wheeling himself into the house. The teens followed, unfazed. What the heck was going on?!

It wasn't until we had all sat down and the man asked if I wanted a refreshment when I voiced my question. Leo looked amused.

The man turned to look at the teens. "I was wondering the same thing. And where is Will and Nico?"

Hazel sighed. "Infirmary. Nico will be okay."

"Good. Are you aware of what happened?" Hazel, Leo, and Calypso shook their heads.

The man sighed tiredly. "Jake was attacked." The teens stiffened.

"Is he okay?!" Leo demanded, sounding anxious.

"We do not know, my boy."

I came here for answers, not more questions. Trying to not be rude, I cleared my throat. All eyes turned to me.

A blonde girl with grey eyes studied me. "Leo, why did you bring a mortal here?" Mortal? So they really were part Asgardian. Though I guess the Centaur and box wheelchair could've justified the theory.

"Oh, I didn't bring just any mortal, Annabeth!" Leo said as if he was selling merchandise. "I brought Captain Steve Rogers, aka Captain America, coming to you from Hazel and Neek's time!"

The others didn't look too amused.

I sighed. "Look, I just want some answers. For instance, when did Asgardians start having kids with humans?"

Apparently, they took a second for everyone to process. The centaur was the first to react. "Excuse me?"

I raised an eyebrow and turned to Leo. "Tony and I came up with this theory of your dad being an Asgardian."

Everyone in the room laughed. Chiron smiled amused. "Though that is rather close, Captain Rogers, none of us here are Asgardian."

"Then, what…"

"Greek. We're Greek." A boy with black hair and green eyes answered.

My eyes widened. Greek?

"And Roman!" a boy with blonde hair and blue eyes cut in.

Greek and Roman? I groaned and rubbed my eyes.

"There are more gods then the Asgardians?"

The blonde haired girl- Annabeth- answered thoughtfully. "The Norse are not actually gods, they just simply live a long time. And they have no core, like the Greek and Romans. Gods are also born with knowledge of everything they at least are destined to rule over, whereas Norse have schooling. And-"

"Yes Annabeth, very nice." The black haired boy said coughing into his hand.

"Speaking of Asgardians." Calypso said, drawing back attention. "Where's Thor? I sent him ahead."

Nothing. Everyone looked at each other blankly.

"Well." Leo muttered. "That can't be good."

It was a little rushed, so I'm sorry, it's pretty bad and pretty snippy.