The God of Heroes

by AlfyreGree

Percy has lost almost everything and finds himself in a new universe. He's not alone though, and he's definitely not he same as he was before... Eventual PercyxRaven

3. Chapter 3

I'm going to rearrange the order of the young justice episodes a bit, both to suit my story, and because of other reasons. It never made sense to me that they went on their first mission before training with Black Canary,

Percy POV

The next morning went off with a bang, by which I mean everyone was woken up by loud bangs and other various noises. I was lucky in that I was unable to sleep at all, instead choosing to search the internet regarding everything I didn't know about this new world. I was able to guess where the sound was coming from however, as Tyson had woken up around 5 and said something about starting a new project. Judging from the sound of a slamming door however, Superboy was not happy. I got up from my desk and went to run interference.

I opened the door to find him already storming towards Tyson. I was about to follow him when Miss Martian emerged from her own room in a purple pajamas, "What's going on?" she asked with concern.

I sighed, "Nothing if I can help it. Nice pajamas."

She smiled as she looked down, "Thank you! I worked hard on them. I wasn't sure if the Martian sense of fashion would translate to earth…"

I chuckled, "Don't worry about that stuff around us. If you want to wear stuff from mars go for it, now if you'll excuse me, I need to go make sure he doesn't get hurt."

As I walked away, I noticed her fly after me, her pajamas shifting form until she was wearing a new outfit, consisting of a red skirt and jacket over a white tank top. I raised an eyebrow but didn't question it, chocking it up to alien technology. "You're worried Superboy will hurt Tyson? He's a bit angry, but I don't think…" she trailed off as she saw laughing, "What?"

"It's not Tyson I'm worried about." I said simply. She nodded in understanding, before doing a double take, realizing what I meant. However, our conversation was cut short as we found the source of the noise, which now included the angry yelling of a certain clone. In one of the hallways, a door sized hole in the wall had appeared, leading to a rocky tunnel that seemed to go in a downward spiral.

"Was that there before?" M'gann asked. I simply shook my head and started making my way down. We followed the spiral for about three rotations before we finally emerged in a large cavern, and a sweltering hot one at that. In the center of the cavern was a pool sized pit filled with what looked like magma. To the right of it a large rock stuck out of the ground in what I could only describe as an anvil shape, with a blacksmiths hammer resting on top of it. Next to that stood a very ashamed looking Tyson, who stood awkwardly while Superboy yelled at him for being so loud.

I rolled my eyes and walked up to the two, "Hey! That's enough man, he's sorry, can't you tell?"

Superboy whirled on me, glaring at me, "I was in the middle of my first dream not under Genomorph control, only for it to be ruined by this freaks hammering!"

I clenched my fist, "Do not call him a freak. If memory serves you were groan in a test tube from Superman's leftover dandruff, do you really want to go down the road of name calling?"

His glare only intensified at that, and looked like he was about to yell something back, when he froze at the sound of Tyson bursting into tears, "I'm sorry! Please stop fighting!"

Superboy stared back at the towering boy crying his eyes out, before looking back at me, glare no longer there, now replaced with stunned confusion. I just sighed, "There, you made him cry, are you happy now?"

I was surprised to find that he wasn't happy. He seemed to know he messed up, but after looking back and forth between us for a minute, he chose to storm out of the room, brushing past a stunned M'gann.

I shook my head in exasperation, before looking back at M'gann, who was still standing uncertainly in the doorway, "Are you okay?"

She nodded, "Y-yes, it's just… martians and Fire don't mix well. Why is there a pool of magma there? Where did this cave even come from?"

I just looked at Tyson, who was rubbing the tears out of his eye as he gave the answer I expected, "I built it. It's to heat the metals up..."

M'gann blinked, "Alone? When?"

He shrugged, "This morning."

"Where did you put all the rubble you cleared out?" She asked.

He pointed to the anvil, "I crushed it together to make the anvil, that way it shouldn't break easily."

M'gann seemed stuck on trying to process that, so I spoke up, "It looks like you're trying to make a forge. What for?"

He brightened up, "Well, you said Anaklusmos wasn't working on any of the people here, since they're all mortals, so I thought I'd make you a new sword! I just don't know which metal I should make it out of though…"

"Do you really need that much magma though?" M'gann asked?

Tyson looked away, actually blushing a bit. "I… wanted to take a bath…"

M'gann's eyes widened comically, "You take baths in molten rock?"

Tyson looked uncomfortable as he mumbled. "It kills 100% of all germs…"

I chuckled and explained, "It's fine M'gann, Tyson's a Cyclops, he's immune to fire."

She only nodded numbly, though still seemed horrified at the idea. I looked at Tyson, "The sword is a nice idea Tyson, but for now let's go back upstairs, and remember to be quieter in the mornings okay?"

He nodded, before seemingly realizing something !, "Oh no!"

He then turned and laid on the floor next to the pit, plunging his arm into the magma. At the sight, M'gann looked like she was about to faint, so I rushed over to support her in case she fell. After a moment of searching, Tyson pulled out a misshapen hunk of metal that looked vaguely like a steel version of Riptide. He frowned as he held the glowing, slightly melted blade in his bare hands, "Dang it! I was trying to make a rough draft…"

At this, M'gann finally passed out. Tyson looked at her in surprise, "Uh oh…"

I sighed, "it's okay, just come help me carry her back up."

He nodded and rushed forward. In the end, he elected to just pick her up and carry himself. As we made our way out of the tunnel, I told him, "It was really thoughtful of you to think of making a new blade man, but I don't know if it will be necessary."

He looked at me curiously, "What do you mean?"

I shrugged, "The League has made it very clear how they feel about Lethal force, and a sword is about as Lethal as it gets. It will probably do me some good to practice fighting without a sword anyway."

He frowned, "I see… but we should still make you something just in case! I don't like the idea of you not having a weapon to defend yourself…"

I nodded, "Neither do I."

He grunted in determination, "Then as soon as I find a suitable material, I'll get to work on it. Until then, how will you fight?"

I shrugged, "Water control, maybe some plain old fist fighting, also…." I made a fist and showed it to him, as I closed my eyes and concentrated. After a moment, it started to shake violently as I charged it up with… well I guess I'll call it "earthquake energy".

He widened his eye in surprise, "Wow! How are you doing that?"

I opened my hand, observing my vibrating fingers, "Dad was the Earth shaker after all, I think I'm channeling the power of an earth quake into my hand, I haven't tested it properly though, I was planning on trying it out on some dummies in the gym."

His eye widened in excitement, "Let's go!" he started to run off towards the gym, but I stopped him with a hand on his shoulder, he looked back at me, "What?"

I pointed at the girl in his arms, causing him to understand, "Ohhhhhh, right. We should probably put her somewhere comfortable."

I nodded, "Go put her on the couch, then meet me in the gym."

He rushed off excitedly as I smiled after him, before shaking my head and making m y way towards the gym.

The gym was a little different than most training centers. For one thing, the weights were way beyond what you'd find in a normal gym. They went up to as high as five hundred thousand tons for those with super strength, though they managed to keep them as small enough objects for one to reach their arms around. I guess they used some sort of super heavy metal or something, whatever it was, it was impressive.

There were also weird looking treadmills, a gymnastics area with an elaborate network of hanging rings and beams that they do the flips and on, I don't know what they're called. There was also a pretty advanced climbing wall. It didn't have Lava though, why did that disappoint me?

The thing I was looking for was a series of reinforced human sized dummies, designed to take a light hit from Superman. I got in front of one and got in my best fist fighters stance, I tried throwing a few jabs, which rattled the dummy a bit, but still made me frown. I had spent years focusing mainly on swordplay, having to get used to hand to hand wouldn't be easy.

Eventually Tyson found his way to the Gym as well and sat to the side to watch eagerly, "Okay go!"

I rolled my eyes, before closing them to concentrate. I imagined an earthquake that could bring down cities, and focused it into my closed fist. When I opened my eyes, my fist was once again shaking with the earthquake energy. I reared back, and punched the dummy in the face with all I had, expecting it to just shake a lot more than before. To my surprise, the dummy's head went flying off and imbedded itself into the wall.

I blinked as I looked at what I had done, "Okayyyy. I'm definitely not gonna use that on regular humans."

Tyson was a different story, "AWESOME!" He jumped to his feet and looked at the damage I had done.

"How did you do that?"

We both turned to see Superboy looking at me with narrowed eyes. I quickly made up a lie, "It was already breaking form when the League used to use it, I guess it didn't need a lot of force to break. What brings you here?" It was a terrible lie, and an even worse attempt to change the subject. I could tell by his eyes that he wasn't buying nit, but when Tyson stood up, he seemed to lose focus an

Actually, I uh… I was just ummm…"

I could tell what he was trying to do, and was about to suggest that the word he was looking for was "sorry" but to my surprise, Tyson spoke first.

"I'm sorry again about waking you up before!" He practically shouted, "I just get a little carried away sometime, but it won't happen again!"

Superboy's constant glare actually softened, "No I'm sorry! I haven't really mastered my super hearing yet, so I'm a bit more sensitive than I should be. I shouldn't have yelled at you the way I did."

Tyson smiled widely, "It's okay! I forgive you, now we can be friends, right?"

Superboy was a bit taken aback by this, so I cleared my throat to make it clear what he was supposed to say ."Yeah, we can be friends man."

Tyson clapped his hands excitedly, "Yes! Want to train with us then?"

Superboy seemed to consider it for a moment, "Sure, I could use a spotter."

Tyson and him then went to the weights, and began doing sets, while I stayed with the dummies, working on getting the best out of my punches, but I soon realized that I really had no idea what I was doing.

"Hey Percy!" Superboy called out from where he was struggling with the 500,000 tons, "Do you lift?"

I shrugged as I walked over to him. Superboy nodded to Tyson that he was done, after which Tyson easily lifted the weight off him like it was a toy. Superboy watched this with a hint of annoyance but seemed to get over it quicker. I shrugged, "I've never really gotten into weight lifting. I was more focused on swordplay and agility."

He nodded in understanding, "Well, judging from how you were wailing on that dummy, it looks like you are trying to get into hand to hand, am I right?"

I nodded with a sigh, "Yeah, my sword doesn't really work on most things in this universe, and even if I used a new one, I've always trained to kill, not to incapacitate. So, I'm trying something new."

"Well if that's the case, you're probably going to want to work on upper body strength. Wanna try?"

I shrugged. "Sure, why not. Let's start small though." I walked over to a bench press and laid down while Tyson and Superboy put on the weights. When they were finished I asked, "How much is it?"

"100 pounds to start off." Superboy stated, "Though I'm pretty sure you'll be able to go higher."

I nodded and took the barbell and lifted it easily, "Oh yeah we're gonna need more. I can barely feel this."

"On it!" Tyson said happily, the two then hefted a few more weights on. I laid back down again and tried again. This time I felt a lot more resistance, but still brought it down and up easily . "Still not enough, how much?"

Superboy shrugged, "About 500 pounds."

I blinked, "What?"

He shrugged, "It's not that impressive. The world record for a human is about half a ton."

I leaned back, processing that, "Really? Well, let's add more ."

We kept on adding more and more, until finally the two were started to get worried, but I reassured them several times that I was fine.

Superboy nodded, while Tyson looked a bit worried, "Are you sure brother? This is your first time after all…"

I nodded, "It'll be fine, if it goes wrong you'll be there to take it."

After the weight was set I took the barbell once again, "Here goes nothing." I took a deep breath, and lifted, brought it down, then back up.

When I set it back, I found arms stinging a bit, but other than that I was fine, "Okay this is getting crazy. How much was that?"

"About 3 tons." Superboy answered, "How did you not notice your own strength? I mean… what's the heaviest thing you remember lifting?"

Immediately I answered, "The sky."

It was his turn to blink, but before he could respond to that, Tyson's eye widened as he sniffed the air, "Someone's making cookies!"

At that I shot up as well, forgetting my strength for the time being, "Seriously?"

He nodded excitedly, "Come on! Let's go see!

I quickly agreed and followed him out of the room at brisk pace, leaving Superboy standing in the gym, still processing how someone could lift the sky.

I followed Tyson to the kitchen, where we found M'gann mixing cookie batter. Tyson ran to the counter, "Thank you M'gann!"

She yelped at his volume, almost dropping the bowl before turning around, "Tyson… For what?"

He smiled, "For the cookies! They smell really good!"

She looked down at the bowl, "Oh yes, though they aren't ready yet. I thought it would be a good idea since the others were coming soon for our first official team meeting. I was just about to put them on the pan."

"Thank you M'gann." I said, "That was very thoughtful of you." I found myself biting my tongue from saying what I really wanted to say, for fear that it would weird her out, but luckily Tyson had no such problem.

"Can you make them blue?" He asked, surprising, "Like how Aunt Sally does!"

M'gann gave him a confused smile, "That's… an odd request. Who is Aunt Sally?"

I answered, "She's my mom, Tyson just calls her Aunt Sally. Making food blue is just a running joke she and I had, but don't worry about it, it's not that big a deal."

Tyson looked at me in shock, "But brother—"

"It's no trouble!" M'gann practically shouted, before realizing it and quieting down, "I mean, if it would make you happy I think I can find some food dye."

I was gonna tell her again that it wasn't that big a deal, but she was already flying towards the cabinets, searching for the dye. "Oh, here it is!" she exclaimed before floating back towards the bowl.

I simply sighed in defeat and took a seat at the counter, watching her work. Soon the newly blue cookie batter was being distributed onto the cookie sheet in small lumps before being put in the oven to bake. M'gann turned towards us proudly, "And now we wait!"

I nodded, "For how long?"

She looked at me in confusion, "Until they're done?"

I simply chuckled and got up from my seat, walking over to the microwave, I quickly put a timer on to remind us to check them, "You don't want to burn them by mistake, do you?"

M'gann hit herself on the head, before picking up the bowl and whisk, "Hello Megan! I'm so dumb. Thanks for that, now all that's left is to wash the… dishes…" She trailed off as she noticed Tyson's eye trained on the batter covered utensil. "Uh Tyson, are you okay?"

I smirked, "He wants to lick the whisk, isn't that right Tyson?"

Tyson seemed to notice M'gann's confused expression and turned away, blushing slightly, "No…"

To my surprise, M'gann actually giggled before levitating the whisk towards the sulking cyclops, "Here."

Tyson eyed it for a second, before snatching out of the air and beginning stripping the batter off a bit out of time, after a moment he remembered to say, "Thank you!" I only wish he had done it with an empty mouth."

I watched him walk off with his snack with a smile, before turning to M'gann curiously, "So you can levitate things too? How many powers do Martians have?"

She blushed a bit, "Well, I'm not as skilled as Uncle J'onn. At the moment, I've only mastered shape shifting, telekinesis, invisibility and—" I then heard her voice inside my head, "Telepathy"

I stumbled back as I clutched the sides of my head. It wasn't really out of pain, but surprise, M'gann put a hand on my shoulder, "Percy! What's wrong?"

I shook my head before standing up, "Sorry, I just wasn't expecting that, try warning people before doing that alright?"

She didn't seem to get it, "But everyone on Mars communicates that way…"

"Okay, but this isn't Mars. Here it can be taken as an invasion of privacy. Is that all you can do with your mind?"

She shook he head. "I can do many things with the mind, like read thoughts, and manipulate memories…"

I pointed to her, "Yeah, remember to save that for the bad guys… you didn't look in my head, did you?"

Her eyes widened, "No! I wouldn't do that without permission!"

"Good." I said, "Because you don't have it. Ever."

She looked taken aback, "A-alright, if that's how you feel."

"Don't get me wrong, it's nothing to do with you, I just… I've seen a lot of things in my universe. Things I want to keep in the other universe. Understand."

She nodded, "I understand, I have somethings I'd like to keep in the past as well."

I smiled, "Good then. But really, that telekinesis thing seems really useful. Silent communication on the battlefield would be a huge tactical advantage."

She smiled, "Then I shall bring it up to the team later."

I smiled, "I'll back you up when you do."

Then Tyson rushed in and held out the now sparkling whisk, "Done!"

M'gann looked at the whisk suspiciously before levitating it towards the sink. I gave her a thumbs up to indicate that that was the right decision. Then Tyson went to the couch to watch TV.

I felt M'gann tap me on the shoulder as I was watching my brother. I looked over at her and saw her tap the side of her head, asking for permission to use telepathy. I nodded and she spoke, "I don't mean to offend, but why does Tyson…"

"Act way younger than he looks?" I guessed. M'gann nodded and I explained, "Cyclopes age different than humans. He may look like an adult, but he's really only 11 years old. I know that isn't easy to understand but—"

"Oh no." She interrupted, "I understand. Martians age differently as well. In earth years, I'm 48."

My eyes widened at her, "Oh."

"RECOGNIZED, KID FLASH, AQUALAD, ROBIN."

I looked at her as she perked up, "Looks like they're here." We turned to leave but the timer went for the cookies went off, causing us to stop and look at each other. I spoke first, "Go. Welcome them in. I'll check on them.'

She nodded and left, leaving me to pull the cookies out. I put on some mitts, and opened the door to reveal a perfect batch of blue chocolate chip cookies. I eagerly pulled it out and put it on the counter. In a moment, the smell drew Tyson in from the living room to stare at the cookies like an explorer who just found the holy city, "They smell so good…" He reached out to have one, but I smacked it away, causing to look at me in shock.

"Wait until M'gann gets back with the others. Worst case scenario we can beg her to make more later, we'll be living with her after all." I scolded him. He grumbled but nodded.

Suddenly, there was a blur of red hair, that stopped to reveal Kid Flash in civilian, eating a cookie happily, "Oh my god! These are amazing."

I glared at him in annoyance, "Really dude? I just got through telling Tyson to wait for the others."

The speedster shrugged, "I have a fast metabolism."

M'gann then arrived with the others and Superboy finally came out of the gym, "Are those cookies I smell?"

"They are!" Robin said happily, also in civilian clothes, "They smell awesome! But, why are they blue?"

M'gann opened her mouth to explain, but Tyson beat her to it , "Because blue is best!"

He then looked at me questioningly as everyone else took a cookie. I sighed and nodded, "Go ahead."

He smiled and grabbed up and started devouring them, causing the others to chuckle, "I think you might be able to give KF a run for his money." Robin commented.

Kid Flash shook his head as he savored the taste, "If these are the dish, I wouldn't mind losing that competition."

"They are very delicious M'gann." Aqualad complimented as he ate his own cookie. Superboy simply grunted in agreement as he had his own.

"Thank you Aqualad, I tried my best." She smiled.

"We are off duty," He said, "You can Kaldur'ahm, or as my friends call me, Kaldur."

"I'm Wally," Kid Flash stated flirtatiously, "See I already trust you with my secret identity. Unlike Boy Wonder, the big bad Bat forbade him from telling anyone his secret identity." Robin didn't respond.

"Percy? Aren't you going to have one?" M'gann asked.

"Have one Brother!" Tyson exclaimed, causing crumbs to spew out of his mouth, "They taste just like Aunt Sally's."

I very much doubted that, but I chuckled and said, "Fine, but only if you close your mouth."

He nodded dutifully and chewed silently while I reached for one hesitantly. I brought it to my mouth, and closed my eyes as I took a bite.

Suddenly I was back at my old apartment, sitting at the dinner table as mom worked in the kitchen. I looked over at her, "Mom?"

She turned and saw me. She gave me her beautiful smile and said, "Percy? Are you okay?"

I then opened my eyes and found myself back at the counter with the Team, though they were now all frowning at me, "What?"

"We asked if you were alright." M'gann explained.

"Yeah, you took one bite of that cookie and zoned out of it then you started crying." Robin said, I touched my face to find that I did in fact have tears streaming down my face.

"I mean, these are good," Kid joked nervously, "But I'm not sure they're that good?"

"Brother?" Tyson was looking at me, his eye full of concern. I quickly willed the tears to dissolve from my face and gave the best smile I could muster, "I'm alright, I was just, not all there for a moment."

"Tyson mentioned an "Aunt Sally"," Kaldur noted, "Was she someone special to you?"

I sighed and looked down at the counter, smiling sadly, "Yeah, she was my mom. I don't know how but these cookies taste just like the ones she used to make. I didn't think it was possible."

M'gann's cheeks turned red, "I-I just mixed and added the ingredients in a way that I thought would best stimulate the human senses, I promise I didn't—"

"Relax," I stopped her, "I know you didn't read my mind for it, you said you wouldn't and besides, I never learned the recipe myself."

The room was silent for a moment, before Kid flash spoke up, "She must have been pretty amazing to make these on her own. You sure she wasn't a goddess of cooking or something?"

I actually let out a laugh at that, "I'm sure, though that would be a good domain for her."

"What was she like?" M'gann asked quietly.

Tyson answered first, "She's the prettiest mortal I ever saw! And the nicest too!"

I nodded, "She was a queen among women. At least that was what my dad used to say."

"Praise from a god," Kaldur commented, "That is not easy feat."

I nodded, "You can say that again. Not only that but he wasn't even supposed to have had me, there was a pact the Big Three made to not have any more demigods, but he just "couldn't help himself". "

"The Big Three?" Kid Flash asked.

"Zeus, Hades, and Poseidon." Kaldur explained, "The most powerful of the Gods."

"To catch the eye of one of the most powerful gods…" M'gann sighed, "She sounds like an amazing woman."

I nodded, "Yeah, and I'm never going to see her again."

That caused an awkward silence. Tyson put a hand on my shoulder, "Brother…"

"Sorry!" I looked back up with a smile, "That got depressing. It's fine. I know she was safe when I left, I made sure of it. Why don't we talk about something else, like Robin's unreasonable insistence at wearing sunglasses indoors?"

I knew that they knew I was trying to change the subject, but luckily, they were okay with it, "Hey I am not going to apologize for protecting my identity." Robin

I nodded, "Oh right, your "secret identity". I get the concept, but do you really have to wear those ridiculous costumes?"

Robin looked stunned while Kid glared, "Ridiculous, try awesome! A super suit is important for every crime fighter!"

I snorted, "Why? To help attract attention. Look I don't mean to offend, but I just don't get why every hero needs a gimmick. I mean, Robin, you're supposed to have this stealthy ninja deal, right?" He nodded, "So why the bright colors? Doesn't that make you easier to spot?"

He shrugged, "Maybe, a bit, but it's the colors of the Robin. It's why Batman puts on the cowl. Nowadays, all you have to do is whisper the word Bat to send most criminals running scared."

"Yeah same with the lighting," Wally argued, "Plus, they're functional. My suit won't burn up no matter how fast I go, unlike regular clothing, and it has body armor for stuff like Blockbuster."

"Blockbuster?" I asked.

"That thing you decapitated." Superboy explained.

"My suits similar" Robin said, "Though since I'm a more capable fighter, it focuses more on stopping bullets than a concussion."

"Hey I can fight!" Kid complained. Everyone ignored him.

"Okay but what about the cape?" I asked, "Don't tell me its bulletproof too."

Robin shrugged, "Not entirely, but it can be used as a glider."

I blinked, "Oh…. What about you Superboy, do you have a costume in the works?"

He leaned back against a wall, "I'm fine the way I am. No capes, no tights, no offense."

I chuckled and reached out my fist for a fist bump, but he only stared at it curiously, I sighed, "You put your fist against it, it's called a fist bump."

He hesitantly balled up his fist, before hitting it against mine. I would have celebrated, but I was too busy clutching my hand. Robin laughed, "It helps that he's invulnerable Percy. You? I'm guessing not so much. What are you going to do when the bad guys start shooting at you?"

After the pain finally settled I answered, "Probably dodge? Maybe make a water shield? I'm more of an in the moment kind of guy."

Robin narrowed his eyes while Kid Flash widened his, "Careful Perce, you're talking to the student of the master of over preparedness. I heard that Batman has a plan for literally any scenario."

"That's impossible," Robin corrected, "He does have one for most of them though. You should consider investing in some protective gear."

I groaned, "Yeah with what money? Tyson and I didn't come to this world with money lining our pockets."

He pinched the bridge of his nose in annoyance, "I have a significant allowance, I can help you out—"

"You are just dead set in putting me in tights, aren't you?" I joked, making him almost burst a blood vessel.

"They're NOT—"

"Okay!" M'gann interrupted, "Why don't we do something else to cool off? Seeing as the cookies are gone…"

We all turned to see Tyson munching on the last bit of the cookies, is mouth stuffed. Once he saw us staring, he swallowed with a blush, "Sorry…"

M'gann suddenly perked up, "Hello Megan! I know what we can do!"

She then flew out of the kitchen, "Come on!" we all shrugged and followed her through the cave, and eventually taking an elevator to the upper levels of the mountain. The doors opened to reveal what looked like an airplane hangar, with a weird, red, egg looking object sitting in the center. She walked forward proudly, "It's my Martian Bioship!"

We all looked at it for a minute, but no matter how long we did, it still looked like an egg. "Cute, Kid commented, "Not aerodynamic, but cute."

She giggled, "It's at rest silly. I'll wake it." She waved her hand over it, causing it to expand and transform into a wicked jet-like vehicle.

It then levitated a bit and turned around, before seemingly, growing a set of stairs leading to the cockpit, "Are you coming?"

The others eagerly climbed up the stairs, Tyson running in first, while I stayed on the ground looking up uncertainly. M'gann noticed this, "Percy? Are you alright?"

Finally, I sighed, "Yeah. I'm coming."

I entered to cockpit to see chairs grow out of the floor, in a really unsettling way I might add. One chair at the front was a bit bigger than the others, which is where Tyson sat down, giggling as a seat belt formed over him, "Cool…"

"Ready for launch?" M'gann asked, sitting at the pilot's seat, "Red Tornado, open the hanger doors please."

I guess she was on some sort of intercom system or something because immediately the double doors slid apart, revealing the exit near the top of the mountain. Then we rose up, and took off.

Immediately I regretted my life choices as I doubled over. However, the others didn't seem to notice at first, as they were having fun watching Miss Martian turn into female versions of themselves. After she did Kid Flash Tyson clapped enthusiastically, "Do me next! Please!"

She seemed hesitant for a moment, before shifting her form to a larger, more muscular female form wearing Tyson's shirt and pants. She had curly brown hair on her head, and a big brown eye, which she blinked a few times in confusion, "Wow… I have no depth perception."

Tyson was staring at her in wonder while she held her hand up in front of her face, bringing it closer and closer until she poked herself in the eye. Wally chuckled, "Yeah how does that work exactly? Do you have like, magical depth perception?"

Tyson shook his head, "Nope, I just hear how far away things are."

Robin perked up, "Like echolocation?"

Tyson frowned, "What's that?"

Robin just sighed in defeat, while Tyson shrugged it off, "Oh! Do brother next!"

The others seemed to agree until they looked at me, "Or maybe not," Wally noted, "You look about as green as Miss M dude, are you alright?"

I waved them off, "I'll be fine, just not a fan of flying is all."

"But you seemed just fine when you flew off on that pegasus," Robin commented, "If anything you were going way faster on that."

"Yeah, and speaking of, where did that thing go anyway?" Wally asked, "Does it only appear when you call it or something?" He asked semi-jokingly.

I shook my head, "Blackjack is a free spirit. He usually hangs around until I call him, doing whatever he wants. And I'm only okay riding him because he's part horse, which is technically my father's domain, it's a compromise. And I think I'm about to throw up, M'gann could you like, open the floor up or something?"

She nodded with a frown and opened the floor up to see the sea below us. Watching that was comforting, I put my fingers to my mouth and whistled as hard as I could. Then I waited."

After a moment, a flash of black appeared under the ship, Blackjack whinnied curiously at me, Boss! What are you doing in that thing? Also, what is that thing?

Before I could answer, M'gann spoke first, "He calls you boss?"

I looked at her with interest, "You can hear him?".

She nodded, but looked confused, "Most animals don't think in spoken languages, horses included, but he is. I guess since he's a pegasus… nevermind, I don't get it at all."

I shrugged, and looked back down at Blackjack, "Catch me alright?"

Got it boss!

I then turned to M'gann and pointed at my head meaningfully, before dropping through the hole in the floor, onto Blackjack's back.

I immediately started to feel better once I was on the Pegasus, and heard the panicked thoughts of M'gann, "Percy! Are you alright? Can you hear me?"

Geeze lady, keep it down! Blackjack exclaimed I don't know how you're doing this but you're way too loud! I wouldn't drop the boss…

"He's right M'gann, I'm fine. I reassured her And you were a bit loud…

"Sorry! I—wait a minute… Percy Red Tornado just sent us an alert, there's an emergency alarm at the Happy Harbor power plant. We need to go investigate, covertly. So…As she was talking, the jet slowly turned invisible before our eyes, do you think you can still follow?

I was about to respond that no, I can't follow an invisible jet how the hades would I be able to do that, when Blackjack answered We can do it, go on ahead the boss and I will follow.

"Alright." She responded and started flying off, to my surprise, Blackjack seemed to know where he was going, "How are you doing that? Don't tell me you can smell it or something…"

The pegasus snorted, Please Boss, that's ridiculous. I can see the air moving around it.

I deadpanned, "How is that not ridiculous?"

Our conversation was put on hold however as we arrived at the power plant. "Any idea what set off the alarm?" I asked.

Before she could respond, the answer came barreling towards the ship, in the form of a massive tornado. It sent M'gann's ship careening into the ground, while Blackjack was fast enough to get out of the way, before landing next to the crash. I hopped off and ran to the ship, but the door opened before I could arrive, letting the other team members, climb out.

"I don't feel so good…" Tyson mumbled, holding his stomach, (BUT HE STAYED INTACT!)

What was that?" M'gann asked.

"I don't know," Kaldur responded, "Robin…" he trailed off as he realized that the kid was already gone, somehow without any of us noticing.

"He was just here!" M'gann protested. Over at the warehouse, several window began to break, leading us to find Robin doing battle with some kind of armored figure, who blasted him back with what looked like his own personal tornadoes.

As he landed in front of us, Superboy landed next to him, "Who's your new friend?"

Robin grumbled, "Don't know yet. But just a warning: he plays rough."

The man spoke in a deep voice, "My apologies. You may address me as Mister Twister.

Superboy gave a growl and charged forward, glancing to his right and find Tyson charging with him. However, it didn't make any difference as Mister Twister blew them both away just as easily as he did Robin. Kaldur and the others then tried, with Wally charging first, only to be thrown away, and M'gann and Kaldur following suit. Then it was my turn.

He chuckled as I approached and gave a blast of wind straight towards me, only for it to just flow past me, ruffling my hair a bit. He seemed taken aback, but then amped it up, sending an even more powerful blast towards me, only for me to just stand there smiling. I the ran forward as he was caught off guard, and delivered the strongest punch I could muster to his face… only for it to clang against the metal ineffectively, and hurt my hand just about as badly as with Superboy's fist.

As I clutched my fist in pain, I tried charging up my other fist with earthquake energy, but I wasn't fast enough. Mister Twister chuckled, "Just another child after all." He then swatted me aside with a powerful strike, sending me flying out of the warehouse near where Wally landed. He was just getting to his feet, "Same happen to you?"

I groaned as I felt a few of my ribs cracked, "Not exactly.

Then Twister burst out of the warehouse roof, throwing Superboy and Martian Manhunter to our feet while Robin, Tyson, and Aqualad ran outside to join us, "insignificant children!"

I gritted my teeth at being called a child but kept it internalized, "What do you want?"

He chuckled, "Isn't it obvious? I'm waiting for a real hero to arrive." He then turned and went to fly away.

I glared at him as he went, but then turned to M'gann and Superboy, who were both already getting to their feet. I called to M'gann, "Could you read his mind?"

She frowned and shook her head, "I tried, but it was like there was nothing there…"

"Like an android?" Robin asked, "I'm pretty sure computers can't be read with telepathy."

M'gann hit her head again, "Hello Megan! Mister Twister is Red Tornado in disguise! What other android do you know that can make tornadoes?"

"But why?" Kid Flash asked, "He couldn't have gone bad or something, could he?"

"He's testing us." Kaldur grumbled, "Speedy was right, they are just keeping us in our place."

"Woah woah woah!" I held my hands up, drawing everyone's attention, "That's a lot of conclusions to jump to from just one theory."

"What else could it be?" Robin asked, "another creation by T.O. Morrow or Dr. Ivo?"

I shrugged, "I have no idea who either of those people are, but I do know that whoever that was, they weren't interested in holding ba—achk" I yelped a bit as my broken ribs poked into my organs."

The rest of the team rushed forward, asking if I was okay, I just nodded and looked at Aqualad, "I'm going to need to steal some of that water."

He just nodded and let me pull the water out of his container as I chuckled, "I should probably get myself one those for myself." I coated my sides with the water, sighing as it began to heal the broken bones.

"Yeah you could add it to the design of your super suit, you know the one that will keep you from breaking your ribs." Robin said meaningfully.

I glared at him, "You're a really sore winner you know that?"

"How did you stay on your feet back there?" Superboy asked, "It was like the wind didn't effective at all."

I got up, fully healed, "I guess because my dad is usually the one making the storms…. That actually gives me an idea."

"Are we going to smash him?" Tyson asked hopefully.

I nodded, "If it goes well."

"But what if it really is Red Tornado?" Wally asked, "I don't think the League will be happy with us destroying him."

I shrugged, "If it is, then he should have enough sense to tell us before we deal the final blow. Either way, he's going to regret underestimating us.

Third person POV

As Mister Twister continued his rampage through Happy Harbor, he suddenly felt a few objects get imbedded in his back. He lazily flicked the birdarangs away before they detonated, before turning to find Robin standing there, a utility belt now strapped across his chest. Wally sped into view with his goggles, Superboy landed next to them and Miss Martian appeared into view, the android scoffed "I thought you all would have learned your limitations by now."

"You'd think that." Robin responded, "But it turns out one of us had a few more tricks up his sleeve. All he needed was time to charge it up."

Mister Twister chuckled and raised his hands in the air, creating a swirl of storm clouds over him, that crackled with lightning, "And what, pray tell, would that be?"

That was when he heard it. Having previously been facing the ocean, he hadn't noticed the miniature hurricane forming behind him, courtesy of the son of Poseidon. The massive cyclone of wind, rain and debris put the androids to shame, and at the center, Percy started running forward, moving the hurricane to engulf the android. The larger storm quickly absorbed and obliterated the smaller one. Mister Twister grunted as he fought against the new winds, "Foolish children! You're more destructive than I am!"

"Check again!" M'gann taunted. Mister Twister squinted through the rain to find that it was true. Nothing in the harbor seemed to be affected by the storm, not even the other heroes. It was like the winds were purposefully avoiding causing trouble for anything but the android.

Of course, this level of control was a new one for Percy, and it was beginning to take its toll. "Now!" he shouted through clenched teeth."

All at once the team began their assault on the android, pushing him further and further back through the harbor. It took all Mister Twister had to block or dodge each of Superboy's crushing blows, or Miss Martian's hailstorm of heavy objects, and finally Robin and Kid Flash's surprise attacks as they used the confusion to sneak around, getting well placed kicks in every once in a while, to the android's knees or back.

It was really impressive of the Android that he lasted as long as he did. Every blast of wind he tried to create was instantly nullified by the much more powerful storm, effectively taking away his ranged attacks. The team drove him further and further back, with Percy making his way with them from the eye of the storm. Yet somehow, he managed to hold them all off, until finally Percy couldn't take it anymore, the strain of the storm apparently becoming too much, and he fell to his knees, the storm evaporating around them.

Mister Twister laughed again, "All of that and still you fall short. You truly are underwhelming."

Robin grimaced, "Hey, I'll have you know we are perfectly whelming!"

The android shrugged, "Whatever. I will say you have proved yourself a nuisance, I suppose I'll finish you off now." He raised his massive arms once again, aiming at the now tense heroes, but paused when Percy started chuckling from his spot on the ground, "What is funny?"

Percy looked up, "Look behind you."

Mister Twister turned to find himself on the edge of the harbor, the sea just behind him. He turned back to ask what the demigod's point was, when suddenly the sea exploded behind him, a massive wave rearing up behind him and crashing down towards him.

The android was engulfed in the wave, causing the heroes to let out a breath of relief, until they looked closer and saw the android still standing inside the torrent of water, protecting himself with a constant stream of wind surrounding him like a bubble.

Percy, now visibly caked in sweat, kept up the assault of water, pressing further and further in towards the android, but not making much progress.

If Mister Twister could grin he would be right now, "Impressive! Truly! Perhaps I was wrong about you! unfortunately, it still isn't enough to stop me."

"Maybe," M'gann yelled over the noise, "But in all of your talk of how insignificant we are, you made a crucial mistake."

The android struggled against the water, before regaining his footing, "Oh? And what is that?"

Kid Flash sped to the front with a crooked grin, "There are seven of us dummy!"

Mister Twister froze at that, before moving to look for the other two, but was too late. For in the torrent of water surrounding him swam Tyson and Aqualad, who had been getting in position Kaldur's cloaking spell which, of course, only works in water. Now that they were in position, Tyson grabbed Kaldur and threw him with all his might out of the water, sending him hurtling through the wind barrier with ease. The Atlantean had his water blades out in front of him, effectively allowing his body to be used as a javelin, as he used the force of Tyson's throw to drive his blades into the android's shoulders form behind, before activating his eel tattoos and sending electricity directly into the robot. This caused Mister Twister to howl in agony, before his glowing eyes went dark, and the now broken husk fell to its knees.

Percy released his hold of the water with a gasp, falling on his hands and knees. He was vaguely aware of the small man that emerged from the android, stammering, "Foul! I call foul!"

He was paying attention however when M'gann smashed him with a rock, against Kaldur's scream of protest. He let out an exhausted sigh of relief however when she lifted the rock to reveal the shattered body of yet another android. "This is why I couldn't read his mind." She declared.

Wally sped to the body and picked up a robotic eye, "Cool, souvenir!

That's when Tyson rushed over to me, "Brother! Are you okay?"

Percy nodded, "I'm alright, I just need some time to recharge…"

"Dude!" Wally exclaimed, "That was the most amazing thing I've ever seen!"

"It was quite impressive!" Aqualad agreed, "I don't think even Queen Mera could accomplish such a feat!"

Everyone on the team crowded around Percy, commending him, except for one, Robin. "Why didn't you tell us you could do that?" He asked, causing the others to go silent.

Percy stared at him, "The same reason you were so desperate to know my powers. Trust. You didn't trust me, and I didn't trust you."

He didn't back down, in fact he walked closer and got in my face, "You must realize now that we can't possibly trust you now! Who knows what else you could be hiding!"

Percy was about to shout back, but to both of their surprise, M'gann stopped them "With respect Robin, that comes from someone who won't even trust his team to know what his eyes look like."

He looked at her in shock, "That's different! You know why I do that! This is—"

"Understandable as well," Aqualad said, "It wasn't ideal, but what would you do if you had just arrived at an entirely new universe?"

Robin looked around in confusions, eventually resting on Wally, "Kid?

Kid flash sighed, "You know I'd trust you with my life man, but they have a point."

Percy spoke up again, much calmer now, "If it makes it any better. The only power left that I haven't told you about, is this." He held up a fist, and caused it to start shaking violently,

Wally's jaw dropped, "Please tell me you're not a speedster, that's my thing man!"

Percy shook his head, "My father was called many things, one of them was the Earth shaker. Apparently, I can channel the power of an earthquake into my hand, and deliver it in a punch."

"Why didn't you use that against Mister Twister?" Superboy asked, "It seems powerful."

"I tried, but I only just found out about it recently. I'm still not really efficient with it, Remember the dummy head?"

His eyes widened, "It wasn't broken?"

Percy nodded, before turning back to Robin, "I don't expect you to just believe me, but—"

"I don't." He interrupted, causing me to nod, he continued however, "But I do believe in them." He held out a hand, causing me to smile and take it as he helped me up.

Percy sighed, "Good. Glad we got that out of the way. Because I'm about to pass out."

He blinked, "What?" But Percy had already collapsed.

Percy awoke on the couch back in Mount Justice. He sat up to see Robin, KF, and Aqualad sitting on the floor watching TV, trying to figure out why there were so many channels available. They were all wearing their uniforms. He spied M'gann in the kitchen, also in uniform, apparently mixing more cookies, which he had nothing against.

Finally, Aqualad noticed he was up, "He awakens."

The others turned to look at him as he stretched, "How long was I out for? And what's with the outfits?"

"A couple hours, and the suits are mandatory for training with Canary."

Percy blinked. "Who?"

Wally was suddenly next to Percy , "Black Canary, she was introduced on the first day. She's the most bad ass hand to hand combatant in the world, not to mention a total babe!"

Just then M'gann walked in, taking her oven mitts off. Wally quickly changed his tune, "I mean, she also very well educated though. You know me, I like the smart ones."

M'gann giggled, "Oh don't worry Wally, by now I don't need to be psychic to know what you're thinking about."

As every laughed at the now slumping speedster, Percy couldn't help but clap, "Look at you Miss M, throwing shade! I didn't think you had it in you."

M'gann blushed, "Sorry, it just slipped out…"

Percy smirked, "Please do not apologize for that, that was golden. Anyways, why are we training? Didn't we just take down a bad guy? All in a day's work and all that?"

Robin shrugged, "The job never really stops I guess. That might be a lesson they're trying to convey. Or maybe they just hate us.

I nodded, figuring with my luck that it was entirely possible, "Where's Tyson and Superboy?"

"Down in, er, the forge I guess we'll call it." Aqualad answered, "When we got back, Tyson went right to work on making you a set of armor. He seemed very distraught over your injury."

Percy sighed, "Yeah he worries a lot... wait if they were working on It wouldn't we hear it? Why is there no noise?"

"Because we're done!" Tyson announced from the doorway, scaring the bejeezus out of everyone in the room. He walked in proudly with Superboy behind him, carrying the armor. It was the classic style we used at camp half blood, and looked to be made of bronze.

Percy stood up at the sight, "Is that-?"

"It's regular bronze," Tyson said sadly, "But I did my best to forge it stronger. Try it on!"

As Percy did just that, while Robin talked to Tyson, "I know I said he needed armor but… that's just bronze, it won't hold up long against bullets."

"Don't be so sure." Superboy stated, he then held up a slab of bronze, "I had him work on this too to show you." He then gave it to Tyson, who held it up for the Kryptonian to rear back and punch with all his might, leaving a fist shaped dent in the metal.

Percy, frowned as he fiddled with the armor straps, "That doesn't exactly comfort me…"

Robin on the other understood, "Was that a full power punch?" Superboy nodded, "That's impossible! The bronze should have shattered, or at the least you should have punched through…"

Tyson beamed, "I made it stronger!"

"He did something to the metal when he was working on it," Superboy explained, "I still don't really understand what, but it made the metal like ten times stronger."

Everyone looked at Tyson curiously, "What did you do?"

He simply made a shushing motion, "It's a Cyclops secret! Celestial bronze would still rip right through it, but mortal weapons should have a very hard time. It would be better if I had a higher quality metal..."

Robin seemed deep in thought. He turned on his gauntlets holoscreen and began searching through files. , "Batman has deep pockets. He could probably get his hands on a high quality titanium-carbon fiber alloy… and he's currently working on a new suit prototype, involving three layers: a titanium dipped tri weave fiber mesh body suit, under a layer of an experimental smart-fluid armor system that would maximize, well, fluidity if you'd pardon the pun,, sandwiched under flexible plates if you do whatever you did to the bronze to the titanium-carbon fiber plating, you could make something pretty amazing, and you'd be testing a prototype for batman. If it isn't too complicated that is." He was now showing Tyson the schematics. The cyclops' eye flew over the screen with fascination, only looking up when Percy clapped his hand to get his attention.

"That all seems cool and all, but you wanted me to get some armor, and now I have some. End of story."

Robin stared at him with an open mouth, luckily Wally talked for him, "Are you serious? You'd waste an opportunity like this?"

Percy shrugged, "I just don't know if it's necessary, if you're so keen on it, why don't one of you try it?"

Robin sighed, "The armor design is flexible, but not enough for a speedster, so Wally's out, M'gann can heal back limbs if necessary, Superboy is invulnerable, and Kaldur…"

"My suit both works to keep me hydrated and help me channel my magic," Kaldur explained, "The suit you described would not be ideal for that.'

"And I… I'm not strong enough to support the weight of the armor. That's why my suit is a simple mesh with Kevlar paddings. But you, this is perfect for you." Robin insisted.

Percy still seemed unsure. That's when Robin got an evil idea, "Tell you what, I'll stop bothering you about it, if you wear that armor during combat practice with Canary."

Percy, ignorant as he was, agreed to this.

Later, everyone, Canary and Martian Manhunter included, was gathered in the teleporter room where Canary walked to the center, activating some kind of light on the arena floor, "I consider it an honor to be your teacher. I'll throw a lot at you, everything I learned from my own mentors," she winced as she pulled off her jacket, "And my own bruises.

"What happened?" M'gann asked.

"The Job." Canary answered simply, "Now, combat is about controlling conflict, putting the battle on your terms. You should always be acting, never reacting. I'll need a sparring partner."

Tyson went to raise his hand, but Wally was faster, "Right here! Yeah." He walked forward, finishing the banana he was eating before throwing it effortlessly into the trashcan, "After this, I'll show you my moves."

The entire team tried hard to keep a straight face, except for Percy, raised an eyebrow, "Wow. That's direct."

However, Canary only smirked at this, before throwing a punch, which he blocked, but then followed up with a leg sweep, all in a matter of seconds. Wally was on the floor before he knew what happened, with a screen on the ground declaring him a "FAIL."

Wally groaned, "Hurts so good."

"Good block." Canary complimented, "But did anyone see what he did wrong?"

Robin raised his hand, "Oh! He hit on teacher and got served?"

"Dude!" Wally grumbled.

"He allowed me to dictate the terms of the fight."

There was a moment of silence before Percy argued, "No I'm pretty sure it was what Robin said." This elicited giggles from the rest of the Team as Canary walked over to Percy to size him up. "I heard you created your own personal hurricane today. Anything else you want to share with the league?"

Percy rolled his eyes before holding up a fist. It began to vibrate violently, "Earthquake powers. Don't worry though, I don't have a lot of practice so I won't be using them."

She nodded, "I see, and you intend to fight in that?"

Percy looked down at his armor then back up at her, "Yeah, it's a classic. What's wrong with that?"

She shrugged, "It's rigid, it restricts movement and it's probably heavy and slow to boot. Have you really won a fight in that?"

"I've won a war in this." He stated matter-of-factly, causing confused shuffling from the others and a raised eyebrow from Canary. "A war fought with swords no doubt. I was under the impression that you wanted to learn hand to hand. But I will indulge you, come, see how far you get in that tin can."

Percy stepped forward, "Okay side note, I know you're just trying to make a point, but Tyson worked really hard making this, it's bronze, and I look damn good in it."

Black Canary smirked as we circled, "Noted." That's when she attacked.

She went for a different approach than with Wally, instead of attacking the face first, she went for the legs, only for Percy to jump back out of her kicks, but she kept her momentum going, spinning into a roundhouse kick aimed at the face, however once again Percy was ready for it, catching her right leg in his hands. She actually grinned at him from her position, "You have good reflexes."

He shrugged as he kept a tight grip on her, "Some would say godlike."

She rolled her eyes at the joke, before jumping up with her left leg and twisting her body violently in midair, catching Percy off guard and flipping him on his back. The "FAIL" sign appeared as he caught his breath, and Canary stood over him, "Talent will only get you so far. Skill is where it really counts."

He groaned but laughed at the same time, "I guess so. Again?"

She smiled and helped him to his feet where they sparred once more, once again ending in Percy on the ground.

He actually groaned, but sat up with a strange smile on his fa , "Again!"

As the two kept going, the rest of the team watched in awe at Percy's stamina and Canary's skill. Though Wally did whisper to Robin, "Shouldn't someone else get a turn?"

"Are you nuts?" Robin responded, as he wrote stuff down in a notebook, "We get to watch her work and not being on the receiving end of it. Enjoy it while it lasts."

Wally couldn't argue with that. Even Superboy was watching the fights with interest, though he tried very hard not to show it. M'gann practically had stars in her eyes as she watched the older heroine work.

Finally, Percy was once again thrown to the ground, as Canary had ducked behind them to fast for him to turn because of, you guessed it, his armor, "Still think that armor was a good idea?" Robin called out.

Percy shouted back, "Can it birdbrain!" he took a minute to catch his breath, before adding, "Send Tyson the blueprints."

Robin smirked victoriously while Tyson was practically bouncing giddily at the idea. Percy got to his feet and began unstrapping the armor. Canary chuckled as she took a sip of water, "You sure? That'll open up a whole new range of attacks for me."

Percy nodded, "If it will give my face a break then I'm certain. Mind if I have a sip of that water?"

Black Canary shrugged and handed over. He took a long sip before finally handing it back, looking more energetic than before. "Thanks."

She was in the middle of taking it from him when he suddenly lunged out, landing his first punch of the day on her abdomen, sending her stumbling backwards before looking at him in shock. He simply smiled, "When facing a son of Poseidon in combat, whatever you do, don't give him water."

He then shot forward yet again, unleashing a flurry of new attacks so fast that Canary found herself having to get serious to keep up with him. She could tell that the attacks had none of the skill or efficiency of someone who knew what they were doing, but his actions and reflexes had gotten so fast that it hardly mattered.

Finally, Canary had enough and delivered a spinning jump kick to the demigod's ace, sending him crashing to the ground one more time.

After taking a moment to calm down, Black Canary realized she had just used an incredibly dangerous move on a teenager. She walked forward to where he lay, "Percy, are you okay?"

The teenager groaned, before pulling himself to his feet and facing her again wiping what he assumed was blood off his mouth, "I'm fine. One more time, I think I almost had you."

He was a little disappointed when he got no response to his joke, and even more so when she continued to just stare at him strangely. "What's wrong? "

"Percy," M'gann said with concern evident in her voice, "Look at your hand."

Percy looked around the room to find everyone staring at him strangely, so he did as he was told, and what he saw made him freeze.

Smeared on his hand, was not blood like he thought, but the brilliant, shining, liquid gold. Ichor.

"Brother… " Tyson whispered, staring at Percy in utter awe.

"What is that?" Canary broke the silence, "Why is your blood gold?"

Percy spoke bluntly, "It's Ichor. It means I'm a god."

Canary's eyes widened at that, as did Martian Manhunter and everyone else's. no one knew what to say o that, "Are you sure?" didn't seem plausible. Then things went south.

Instead of jumping around singing in joy like one would expect one to do if they just learned they were an immortal being of unknown power, Percy fell forward on his knees, muttering, "No no no no no no no no no…"

The team rushed forward, wondering what had him so distraught, but were knocked off balance as the ground began to shake violently.

Tyson was the first one to gain his bearings and rush towards Percy, "Brother? Brother can you hear me? Percy? You have to snap out of it!"

As the ground continued to shake, the ceiling of the cave began to crack and break apart, little by little. Canary leaned against the wall, "Is he doing this? He's going to bring the entire mountain down!"

At this point the entire team was shouting to him, trying to get his attention, but he just sat on his knees, his head down, and his hair covering his eyes.

"It's no use!" Martian Manhunter declared, "He's in a state of shock. I will have to reach into his mind directly to snap him out of it."

M'gann looked at her uncle uncertainly as she struggled to find her balance, "But he told me he never wanted anyone going into his head! "

J'onn looked at her seriously, "It is either this, or the destruction of Mount Justice."

With that he levitated off the ground to escape the violent shaking, and closed his eyes to concentrate on reaching Percy's mind.

After a moment, the shaking finally ceased, without the mountain collapsing. A moment later Martian Manhunter opened his eyes, but tears were streaming down them.

M'gann tried to approach him, "Uncle what's—" she was cut off as she stumbled back.

"Get away!' he practically yelled, before he seemed to get his bearings, "Just… give me a moment… please."

While he did that, the rest of the team crowded around Percy, who hadn't moved from his spot. The only difference was that there were now a trickle of teardrops falling to the floor in front of him.

"Brother," Tyson said softly, "Are you alright?"

Slowly, Percy raised his head to meet the worried gazes of his new teammates. What they saw in his face nearly tore the hearts out of many of them. It was pure, unadulterated, despair.

Percy could only utter one thing in response to his brother, "It's not fair…."

Chapter 3

If you don't understand why Percy is reacting the way he is, don't worry, I'll explain in the next chapter… probably. In a perfect world, the subtle hints I've been dropping would explain it, but I know that's a long shot. Let me know what you think,

I'll just say it, the armor components I ripped straight off of Batman Arkham Knight. Don't worry though I intend to make the suit way different from the Batsuit, but I couldn't help it. It's one of the coolest batsuits in my opinion, save maybe for Batman Beyond.