Wow! I know, I know I took a while to post this chapter. I almost finished it last week, when my computer got unplugged by accident. Let's just say I didn't save anything and rage quitted when I realized that my progress was gone. I managed to finish it in the last two days though! And I'll have plenty of time to continue progress on this and my Maximum Ride crossover since I'm currently quarantined until further notice.

Please, please, please tell me if I got some information wrong anywhere, or if I have typos! I'm not the best at proofreading, so your help is appreciated.

Last, but certainly not least, thanks for the support! I know that some of you aren't too happy with the fact that the demigods were captured, so I might end up making a oneshot or two-shot story with some demigods going around acting as vigilantes, eventually.

I know I'm not the best author. My goal is more to elaborate on the random, dumb ideas I get in the middle of the night while hoping that other people can enjoy the stupid stuff I come up with.

That's all, please enjoy this chapter!

Chapter 2 – A New World

Toshinori Yagi was not prepared for this much chaos to be brought upon by the villain attack. He had expected a lot of media and a lot of backlash, but certainly not this… situation with those younger villains.

It was… disconcerting, to say the least.

After Yagi had arrived on the scene, he had fought with the odd villain that had somehow been able to nearly be on equal terms with him. Too caught up with the fight, he hadn't noticed the two strangers tied up in the main hall until later. When "later" came, along with a tired and successfully deflated All Might, Yagi found out about the odd villains that had been found among all the others.

They were kids, the youngest one being no older than thirteen, and the oldest one must've been eighteen. There were five of them, all having arrived injured and more or less non-hostile towards the young heroes.

Peculiar, odd, and especially suspicious.

Nonetheless, Yagi was interested in knowing more about them, which is why he was sitting inside the hospital at that moment, waiting to be told that they were finally all awake. He wanted to help them, teach them how to better their ways. They were kids after all.

From what he heard, the first two immediately surrendered and let themselves be restrained. Another had sought help with young Bakugou and young Kirishima, soon passing out in the latter's arms. The last two had been in much worse shape. The young man had been carrying the blonde girl when young Yaoyorozu had knocked him out, too overwhelmed by the fight to notice that they didn't pose a threat.

Yagi was pulled out of his thoughts when a young nurse walked up to him, clearly worried.

"Hello, sir… Toshinori san? The patients are all awake now if you want to see them."

He stood up slowly and dusted off his pants; following behind the somewhat panicked nurse through the hospital's brightly lit hallways. The young brown-haired woman turned to look at him as they walked, speaking to him in a low and gentle tone.

"Of the five kids, two of them went to the ER and all five were hooked up to IV drips. It's as if they spent several days without proper rest or nutrition, probably running mainly on adrenaline for a while. What we found most peculiar is that they all have the body structure of quirkless people despite being associated with villains. We were also unable to find any of their files anywhere in the hospital system, meaning they're either foreigners or unregistered citizens," She rambled on as Yagi let himself be consumed by his thoughts.

He was snapped out of it when they arrived at the hospital room, two policemen standing outside the door to restrict access to anyone without permission. Before entering, Yagi remembered one small but important detail.

The kids were completely unpredictable. He needed someone that could quickly and easily apprehend them if they were to ever do something out of bound. With a sigh, Yagi flipped his cellphone open and dialed a fellow teacher's number, silently hoping that his co-worker was free.

"Hello, Midnight speaking," The honey-sweet voice of the R-rated hero slipped through the receiver in its usual incredible smoothness.

"Hi, it's Toshinori. I need you to come to the Musutafu general hospital to help me out with the interrogation of those kid villains we captured."

He could hear an annoyed sigh from Midnight's side of the call.

"Fine, fine… give me a moment to wrap up my corrections," She said before hanging up.

Yagi shoved the phone in his pocket and, with a nod to the policemen, went to the bathroom to pull on his hero suit in private while waiting for Midnight to arrive.

Annabeth frowned as she blinked her eyes open with difficulty. Her bicep was numb and tightly bandaged around what she could only guess was that dagger wound she got while protecting Percy. She looked around at her surroundings, immediately noticing that of the six beds in the room, one was empty while the others were occupied by none other than some of her closest friends.

Percy was directly across from her; Nico was sitting just to his left. Beside Annabeth sat Thalia to her right and Clarisse to her left; all of them were wide awake.

"Percy… What happened? I passed out after that lady talked about getting rid of us…" Annabeth asked, suddenly gaining the attention of all the demigods except for Clarisse, who had most likely already realized that Annabeth was awake.

Percy grit his teeth, burying his face in his hands before responding to Annabeth's question.

"I have no idea. Some guy… Theodon, I think they called him? He started singing. Before I knew it, we were in some kind of canyon or something. I started looking for water, but a girl our age caught me by surprise and knocked me out with a metal pole." He said, clearly annoyed at himself for having been beaten so easily. Now that she was fully awake, Annabeth did notice the white patch on Percy's forehead, obviously meant to stop the swelling from the hit he received.

She suddenly felt cold realization pour over her like a tub of ice water.

"Percy! How in Hades are you hurt? You dipped in the Styx, didn't you?"

His eyes widened as he seemed to realize this fact for the first time. He placed a hand over the patch, wincing at the pain it brought him.

"I didn't even realize…" He turned to Nico, who tensed up as soon as they both exchanged eye contact, "Nico..! How do you remove the curse of Achilles?"

The son of Hades sighed in pure disbelief, "Percy, you're only the second one to bear the curse of Achilles, and Achilles only lost the curse when he died. I have no idea why you lost the curse, but I think it's a good thing you lost it. It would only be suspicious for you to never get hurt."

Nico was only a bit scratched up, a couple of superhero-themed Band-Aids decorating his face and arms as the nurses had obviously opted to give the younger demigod more childish things.

After his statement, the demigods fell into a comfortable but somewhat tense silence.

Annabeth looked down at her hands, noticing that she was wearing a pair of thick black bracelets, each shining with a band of green LEDs. They were most likely some kind of weird handcuffs, so she opted to stay in the bed, even if she got out from under the covers.

All of them were wearing hospital-issued pajamas, comfortable teal pants, and shirts made of nice silky material.

Thalia was wearing shorts instead of pants to accommodate the braces around her legs, though the minimal amount of effort put into them made it quite easy to guess that Thalia had taken some ambrosia, reducing the wound rather to something more akin to a fractured bone rather than a broken one. Clarisse had a couple of burns on her arms and cheek, enough to scar lightly but definitely not serious.

All in all, they were more or less fine, but not in a state to fight, thanks to the restraints, the medicine running in their systems, and Thalia's leg braces. Every one of them was attached to an IV drip too.

Annabeth flinched when the door suddenly slid open to reveal two people. One of them was a huge man with a huge smile a golden blonde hair. The other was a young woman with spiky black hair and an outfit that would have been revealing if not for the white jumpsuit she wore under it. A whip was strapped tightly to her belt, not something that would ease the tension.

The man spoke in a booming voice that immediately annoyed Annabeth.

"I am here! Good afternoon, young villains! It's a relief to see you all awake and… ahem… somewhat unharmed..!"

He seemed to be waiting for something. Fanfare? Fangirls squealing? That's how it looked, but he was too unimpressive for Annabeth to say anything. He coughed and continued.

"It seems that you're most likely misunderstood teenagers trying to get some attention or… something of the sort. You must understand though that what you're doing is incredibly dangerous and unnecessary. Villains don't get anything good out of their wrongdoings, I can tell you that for sure."

With that, Percy piped up, frowning slightly

"Villains? Who told you that we're villains?" He asked bluntly, receiving a snort from Thalia at the old guy's surprised expression.

"Well… You were inside the USJ, a hero training facility with measures taken into place for trespassers to be unable to enter unless they happen to be villains."

Annabeth thought for a moment before perking up herself, doing her best to act like the dumb blonde people usually took her for at first glance.

"But sir..! We had no idea how we even got in there; how do you think a bunch of kids would even manage to break into some kind of high-security facility? That seems like way too much of a stretch for you to make. I'm sure you had witnesses too? You'd know that we never received our injuries from the people at the… USJ, you said?"

The old guy seemed taken aback, his eyebrows raising on his face that just wouldn't stop smiling for some reason that evaded Annabeth. Nico spoke up softly, clearly picking up on her attempt to sound innocent, if his childish tone of voice meant anything.

"I'm sorry… but who might you be? Are we in trouble? And why are you so big? You look like a superhero or something..! Or are you just some kind of weird cosplayer."

From what Percy and Thalia had told Annabeth about how Nico acted before Bianca's death, Annabeth could easily tell that he had opted to act like his old, Mythomagic loving self. Even if she hadn't seen much of that old part of him, Annabeth couldn't help but feel a twinge of nostalgia from that time when he was still so innocent.

The old guy hesitated before laughing loudly, an old, hearty laugh like a dad's or a grandfather's.

"Why, I am All Might! The number one hero..! See, I'm even on some of those Band-Aids you have there. Now, it's clear that you got in using one of the villains' quirks, a warping one, I believe."

Before she could give anyone a silent warning as to whatever a "quirk" might be, Thalia blurted out the one question that Annabeth was dreading.

"What's a quirk?"

The two heroes were taken aback now, staring at Thalia as if she just announced that they were demigods.

"Why… at your ages, shouldn't you know what quirks are? I know that you're all quirkless, but most of the league of villains is comprised of people with quirks," The big guy said, seeming to be waiting for them to just go out and tell him that it was all a big joke.

He soon noticed that they were serious, looking at their serious and confused expressions without seeing a brim of amusement in their eyes.

Was he going to explain it? It would save them trouble if he did, especially since they were apparently "quirkless", whatever that was supposed to mean.

The woman spoke up, her tone of voice as smooth and comforting as ambrosia.

"A quirk is a power you were born with, which usually appears during your younger years. You kids don't have quirks though, as the doctors noticed when they took X-rays of you."

Annabeth stared at Percy, exchanging a quick and silent conversation with him.

Should we pretend to have quirks?

What? That's dumb; Clarisse and I don't have any kind of powers that would count as a quirk.

Well, you're smart, that counts as a quirk, I think.

Yeah, well what about Clarisse?

Ares' blessing? Anger? How about her strength? Demigod powers are nothing to scoff at.

Fine. I'll improvise, just go along with me.

Yeah yeah, wise girl.

Seaweed brain.

Annabeth looked at the heroes, scoffing before she smiled at them in what she hoped was a convincing 'are you kidding me?' expression.

"Oh, you mean powers. We don't call them quirks, sorry about that. And why would you think we're quirkless? By all means, some of us have pretty strong quirks. My own quirk isn't as flashy as these guys', but that wouldn't be enough to say I'm quirkless, would it?"

The heroes seemed surprised by her statement, though the taller guy had some kind of intrigued glimmer in his eyes as he spoke again.

"Would you mind telling us what your quirks are? I won't ask for a demonstration, considering you're all stuck in your beds, but it would be helpful to know."

Annabeth shrugged and nodded, sending a silent message to her fellow demigods.

Let me do the talking.

"Well, I guess we can start with me. My name is Annabeth Chase, and my quirk allows me to learn and adapt incredibly fast. Basically, I have a really high IQ and the ability to constantly add to my already plentiful knowledge."

The woman nodded in acknowledgment and motioned for Annabeth to continue. She obliged, moving along to Thalia, whose powers were easy to explain.

"Thalia here can channel and direct electricity and lightning with her body. It's a simple but powerful quirk."

She then motioned to Clarisse.

"And Clarisse has high endurance, speed, stamina, and strength. The biggest part of her quirk is that, when she starts getting overpowered or her emotions burst, her strength increases tenfold and she becomes an unstoppable force."

Clarisse gave Annabeth a slow nod before she motioned to Percy.

"Percy… can control and breathe underwater, as well as speak to undersea creatures like fish and such. He can even use water to heal."

Last but not least, she pointed to the youngest demigod, who had clearly been trying to hide in the shadows of his corner of the room.

"Finally, we have Nico. He's able to control and travel through shadows –or, well, the dark."

The heroes were impressed; Annabeth could tell that the woman was surprised and impressed, while the tall guy had trouble believing her, despite being the one that said he didn't need demonstrations. He placed his hands on his hips and his smile somehow got even bigger and brighter.

"Well then..! Those are quirks worthy of heroes, not villains! ('I told you, we're not villains') Please, allow me to make you an offer you surely can't refuse-!"

He was suddenly pulled away by the woman, who was whispering at him in an angry tone.

"Ah- Nevermind. I need to speak outside with Midnight, excuse me"

They were then left alone to wonder what the hell was happening.

With a deep, raspy groan and an annoyed sigh, a blonde young man fell from the dark purple mist and into a dark and cozy bar, just beside a childish man filled with bullet wounds and covered in hands. He sat up, rubbing his head as he opened his pale blue eyes and looked around, only to let out a surprised gasp at the sight of the man riddled in gorey holes.

He jumped to his feet and looked around, only to place a tentative hand over his partially mangled arm. His spot- his Achilles heel- he should have died!

A soft, angry soft bubbled from his throat as he realized what that meant.

Kronos was still inside him.

He was still a danger to others around him.

He had failed.

Luke had hoped so, so badly that he would go to Olympus and die, that he hadn't thought about the damage he had done.

So many people were dead.

Beckendorf…

Castor…

Selena…

Ethan…

A voice pulled Luke out of his thoughts.

"What are you doing here? Who are you?"

He turned around, Annabeth's dagger in hand, when he came face to face with a bunch of purple fog wearing a suit.

"I don't know how I arrived here- I was meant to die. Please let me-"

He once again felt his control slip away, as the high pitched voice of an insane titan interrupted him.

Suddenly, Luke saw the world in the third person, and he stared down at himself. As he stared at his body with the bright, golden, evil eyes.

"Don't mind him. You're those villains I heard about, aren't you? I'd like to offer a partnership with you if you don't mind this other part of me I'm stuck with. He's a pain when he gains control."