A/N: Wow a better response than I expected and a big thanks for all those who favourite/ follow/ reviewed this new story, but don't worry, I'm not abandoning all the other ones for anyone who is wondering, just a bit of writer's block

"… reports of freak weather events over the cities near mount Olympus in Greece."

"We just had it confirmed that the storm last night was not a natural occurrence."

Nick Fury sighed as he surveyed the darkened skies before him, trying desperately to ignore the mounting pain in his temples as all of the agents bustled around the cramped room. Not too long ago the battle of New York had ensured that they now held all SHIELD business in a nondescript office building in the city, but the noise of the cars below was really messing with his head. Not only that however, but now reports of disturbing meteorological events were coming in from all across the globe and he really didn't have a clue not to make of it.

Giving in to his need for peace, the Director soon made his way out of the crammed floor and up to the roof of the building where he could survey the surrounding area in solitary peace… or so he thought.

No sooner had he taken his first breath of clean air, something so direly needed after so long in the stuffy command room, than he heard something shift behind him. Acting purely on instinct, he spun round and, in the blink of an eye, had his hidden gun trained on the source of the noise, though his companion was not what he had been expecting. Rather than the master criminal or maybe even a survivor of the last attack, the spy found himself facing a business woman in her late twenties and dressed up in a grey dress that clung to her thin frame.

Feeling a little embarrassed over his rash reaction, Fury turned back to the city thinking that she must have been a worker on one of the other floors that had come up for the same reason as him and not to attack. However, it was when she walked up next to him, leaning on the barrier at the edge of the building so that her golden curls fell as a wall between them that he remembered, SHIELD had bought out the entire building, there were no other companies there.

Trying not to display his alarm, he slowly turned to the woman, only to find her smiling at him, and amused light flashing behind her silver eyes… hang on, they did not look natural…

"About time you worked it out Nicholas; I was under the impression that you were more intelligent than that."

She said the words lightly, backing up a little to give him more space, though the Director barely registered this, instead he was wondering how on earth she knew his name and why she had sought him out in particular. Readying himself in case she decided to attack he turned to glare her down with his one good eye, hoping to intimidate her.

"And who the hell are you? Don't you know that this is private property?"

The woman laughed at this, shaking her head slightly and sending her curls bouncing around her shoulders, to the spy's surprise however, she also turned to face the city again, letting him out of her sights.

"Don't worry boy, I am not here to fight, just to give you a little warning… and an offer on behalf of my father."

The way she called him 'boy' set Fury's teeth on edge, the only people to have tried that before were the soldiers of Asgard that he had met during the last war. He did not like the way she spoke to him, as though he was of no threat what so ever and on a lower level than herself.

"I asked you who the Hell you are."

The woman sighed and turned to face him again, looking at his now fully visible gun before shaking her head and smiling.

"Put it away Nicholas, that isn't going to work on me and you already guessed that. As for who I am, I have a question for you first… What do you know of the Greek gods?"

The spy frowned but lowered the weapon slightly though not entirely dropping his guard. The question had surprised him yes, but that was no excuse to get sloppy, after all, in his line of work, getting to relaxed in any situation could soon lead to… unpleasant, consequences. Slowly, weighing each word before he spoke he composed an answer to the woman's question deciding to go along with her for now.

"You mean the deities of Olympus, Apollo, Zeus, Poseidon… those gods?"

At this her lips twitched slightly as though she wanted to smile again but was holding it back, instead she looked deep into his one good eye almost as though she was searching his soul.

"And what would you say if I told you they were real?"

Okay, what ever he had been expecting as a response, it certainly had not been this. Although it was true that this person gave out a similar aura to Thor, it was still rather hard to process the facts of what she was saying. Instead of working it out for himself, he decided to push her for more answers.

"Let me get this straight, are you claiming to be one of the gods? You do realise that they are just myths right?"

At this her eyes darkened, going from a fain silver to a stormy grey that echoed the sky above, when she next replied, it was in a voice was sharp as steel.

"I would be careful of what you right off as mere legends boy, many of the others are far less tolerant than I. You asked me who I am so I will tell you this; I am Athena, patron of scholars and goddess of battle strategy."

This time, he had anticipated her response correctly and was composed enough to only raise and eyebrow and smirk up at her. He was playing a dangerous game here, he could feel it, but if there were deities on earth similar to those on Asguard why had they remained hidden until now? Why had they not helped in the battle who's damage could still be seen spread across the city below.

"Is that so?"

The woman sighed with exasperation and seemed to try and calm herself before opening her eyes again to stare back at him, the slight light of amusement had returned, though they were still swirling dangerously in the stormy lighting.

"For a man who has dealt with the sons of Odin, one would expect you to be a little more open minded on what your people call myths. And, in response to the question you are undoubtedly asking in your head, we did not aid you because we were fighting our own war, one that has only just drawn to a close."

Fury remained silent for a moment after this, rather irritated to the thought that she had somehow managed to work out what he was thinking when he had been using his best poker face. Eventually he gave up and went back to leaning on the rain next to her in defeat, the pounding in his head reaching a higher tempo than ever before.

"If what you are saying is true, and I'm not saying that I believe you, then why have you sought me out? Why reveal yourselves now when your lot have obviously remained hidden for thousands of years?"

Now it was her turn to look uncomfortable, thought that did not please Fury in the way it should have, no, he could feel the waves of power coming off of her more clearly now that she obviously had stopped trying to hide it, making her earlier statement seem all the more viable to his mind. That was what was making him nervous however, whatever had caused such a powerful race to feel distressed was something he sure as hell didn't want to face. Finally, the woman, Athena, turned to face him again, a great pain in her clear eyes as she spoke.

"A great war has come to the attention of my brother as he searched the future. A war that will concern both your world and ours and one that neither of us can hope to face alone. Unfortunately, it appears that this fight is unavoidable and, despite the wound to his pride, my father, the Lord Zeus, has sent me here to request your aid."

At this the spy stiffened, another war? They had barely survived the first thanks to the Avengers and now they were wanting to pull them into yet another battle with beings that had only existed in legend before. Still, something sparked in his memory and he remembered her saying something about an offer when she had first appeared. Feeling as though he was grasping at straws, he latched into this last hope.

"You said you came with an offer, what was it?"

"We came to ask for your aid and, in return, we would give you our 3 best. Demigods like the Asguardian Thor to help you in the city before the battle. Do you accept?"

Now this had piqued his interest 3 of their best Demigods would mean that these people had to be pretty powerful, and if they were on par with the giant son of Odin then they could become quite valuable assets, still something in her last statement bothered him, she had said best, but not what they were best at. Not a man to make a blind deal, Fury quickly pressed the case.

"You said they were your best, but best what?"

"The 3 we will send you are Annabeth, my own daughter, our best strategist, Perseues, son of Poseidon, our best fighter and Nico, son of Hades, our best spell caster. Now I will ask you again Director, will you accept our proposal, these 3 warriors for the chance to save the world?"

She looked to be searching him again, making the spy uncomfortable to the point where he turned his back on her to be able to think through the pros and cons of this offer, finally he turned back to her a look of defeat clear as day on his face.

"Before I answer will you tell me one more thing?"

"Of course."

"Is this war really unavoidable?"

"Yes, it has been set amongst the stars and passed down by the fates, there is no way for us to delay the battle let alone avoid it."

At this, the director nodded and headed back towards the door he had exited from. Feeling a flash of heat on his back he turned to see that the woman had gone though it did not really surprise him, he hadn't expected her to hang around after getting his answer. A grim smile stretching across his scarred face, Director Nick Fury then pulled out a thin black phone and dialled a number with practised ease hearing an answer after the first ring.

"Hello?"

"Agent Hill, its me. Assemble the Avengers, it looks like they've got some work to do!"

A/N: There you go, I hope you liked it. Don't be afraid to drop a review either