THIS ENTIRE CHAPTER IS TONYS POV!
Tony just got back from a long meeting. 'Why do they have to be so long?' He thought to himself when JARVIS says something. "Sir?" "Yes JARVIS." "Sir, there is a rather odd women in your office." 'No one is able to get in.' He rushed into his office and there stood a young and beautifull women about age 22. She turns around and smiles. "Ah, Tony Stark or Iron Man?" She asks. Tony was complety dumbfounded. How did this woman get in here? "Uh, Tony. Please tell me, how did you uh, get into my office?" Tony asks. The woman laughs. "Well its not very hard when your a goddess." What? A goddess?! "Uh what do you mean 'goddess'?" The woman walks up to me. "My name is Hera and my husband is Zeus. You sir are a clear-sitted mortal." "What do you mean 'clear-sitted'?" "I mean that you can see through the Mist. Now no more questions, I'm here on buisness." Hera sits down in front of my desk.
I walk over to the chair and sit down. I look at Hera. "So uh what is you buisness with me?" I asks uncomfortably. "There won't be a new phorpecy for this. You need to go find about 11 children of the gods. You will find the files of them inside of you locked drawer there." She pointed to the drawer. "How -?" "Remember, I'm a goddess." I open the drawer to find 11 thick files sitting right there. I pull them out and Hera looks to be smiling. She gets up and walks over to the glass doors to go outside. "I'm sure you could find them, can't you Tony?" She winks and walks out side. I get up and she turned into the wind. I walk back over to the files, grab them, and shove them into my bag. "JARVIS?" "Sir?" "Get the car ready for a little field trip."
As I went down in the elevator I looked at the first file. ' ZENA JOHNSON 'below that was the name 'Winchester'. 'Oh my god' I thought to myself. The Winchesters are the most wanted people in the world and here I was looking at the file of one. She is 17 and a 'Daughter of Poesiden.' I closed the file and opened the next one. ' NICO DI ANGELO ' I looked at the date of birth. 1932. This kid is old. Age said 14. WHAT! DING! The elevator opened and I walked out of it. JARVIS did what I asked and the car was ready. I got into the drviers seat, put the files down, and I put my mind on something else other than that. After a 10 or 15 minute ride, I was all the way in Manhatten. I found the apartment that Zena Johnson was staying at.
I grabed her file and got out of the car. I walked up to the apartment and knocked on it. It opened and I heard a small voice, a little girls. " Hello there. I was looking for Zena Johnson. Does she live here?" Then a older girl was at the door. I opened the file and the picture inside was similar to the girls. "My name is Zena Johnson."