Tony's face was as red as his suit. More people had joined the Avenger's group, including Black Widow and Hawk Eye, but Percy made eye contact with Steve.

"I told you, they're good fighters."

Tony didn't take that as an answer. "His scrawny lawyer was fighting! And were those monsters?!" He yelled.

"Hey! Scrawny is the new sexy-," Nico whacked Leo in the chest before he could continue. Steve looked at me as if to say, well, I tried my best. Your turn!

"That's because he's not really my lawyer, he's just a friend of mine. I don't have a lawyer." I scratched the back of my neck. Tony seemed to buy this. He didn't say anything, but turned around and went back to the tower after throwing his arms into the air in defeat. Everybody just seemed to slowly follow him, except the demigods. Will told the people in the parking garage that it was safe to come out, then they all turned to me again.

"Ok, you guys head back to Camp in case they decide I'm better as a prisoner," I said. Nico furrowed his eyebrows and raised his hand. "If it get's too bad I'll Iris Message." he took the coin from Leo's pocket to prove his point. Nico lowered his hand.

"Annabeth is going to hate this," He commented. I flinched in agreement.

"Yeah, I know. Now go, I'll talk to you as soon as I get the chance. And somebody, punch Jason for me," I ordered

Nico took off in a run towards the avenger's tower, leaving the others behind. The Avengers all sat down in the lounge when they got back, forgetting that I was with them. How did they forget about me? I mean, the past hour had been pretty eventful!

"So, can I go now?" I asked. Bruce jumped, his eyes sparkling green for a short moment. Steve looked around for the other demigods,

"Where's,"

"He's fine, just went back home," I said, referring to Nico. "He'll be back, don't worry." Steve narrowed his eyes and I knew we would be having a long discussion after this. "I'll let him explain."

Steve reluctantly agreed. Tony exchanged a quick glance with the rest of the avengers and began to answer my question,

"No way, you're way too good of a fighter; we can't just let you go!"

My hand slipped into my pocket and my fingers wrapped around Riptide.

"You're totally becoming an avenger!"

Ok, not what I was expecting. I raised his eyebrows but didn't speak.

"Tony, I don't think you have the power to do that," Natasha began. Tony silenced her by shoving his hand in her face; she looked as if she were going to tear his fingers off.

Steve winked at me before interrupting the two, "Actually, I think the guide book says that an overall vote within the initiative can overrule a commanding officer in the debate of a new recruit," he cited. I didn't know what half the words he said had even meant, but they sounded important.

"What does that mean?" Clint asked, speaking for the first time. Steve smiled and cleared his throat.

"It means that if we all vote in favor of letting Percy become an avenger, then our vote will overrule Fury."

Tony smiled evilly. "I don't know about the kid, but anything to do with overruling Fury is something I like," he said. In a way, Tony reminded me of Clarisse. Both of them had a major problem with authority. And me.

I was once again put into an interrogation room, while the Avengers spoke about whether or not this would be a good idea. I was still wondering how my life has spiraled so far away from normal in the past two hours. I only knew one thing for certain: Annabeth was going to murder me.

(Time skip

I was dying.

Well, that's what I felt at least. I hadn't left that room for nearly an hour and I was losing my mind. My ADHD was driving me to the brink of insanity. I was playing with Riptide and daydreaming that Annabeth kicked the door in and broke me out. It didn't happen. Mid-daydream, the door opened. I nearly flicked Riptide's cap off and sliced Clint in half.

"Dude, you're tense. What are you planning? To stab me in the eye with your ballpoint pen?"

I scratched the back of my neck and awkwardly lowered Riptide.

Clint opened the door wider. "Come on," he said. I, although a complete Seaweed Brain, had grown wary over the years.

"Why?" I asked, my voice deepening and my demeanor going slightly dark. Clint took a step back and his arms tensed at his sides.

"Relax kid; Captian America can be very convincing when he wants to be. I guess I'm not supposed to be telling you this, but you're in." he motioned towards the door and this time, I followed him out. The team was sitting around the coffee table in the living room and they were all staring at me.

"Avengers, meet Percy Jackson. Percy, meet the Avengers-," Clint was cut off by a tall blonde man with a red cape suddenly standing up and dropping his hammer in surprise. I saw the god and groaned in recognition.

"Oh come on! You're Magnus's to deal with! I already did my share of Norse!" I yelled before grabbing Thor by the arm and dragged him into the hallway.

"Perseus it is an honor to meet you! I have heard so many stories-," I held up a finger and shoved it in Thor's face. Thor froze, his hands raised in excitement and his face in a wide grin. His eyes were wide and he looked down at my finger. I shook his head.

"No. No no no no no. Don't say anything!" I threatened.

Thor's smile fell and I almost felt bad for the big guy. "But, but, you're Perseus Jackson! You single handily defeated-,"

My slipped Riptide from his pocket and Thor went silent. I smiled and nodded at him. "Good, now that that's taken care of... Tell the rest of the team that you mistook me for somebody else. And if you take one step out of line I will call Annabeth," I said. Thor nodded quickly and I patted him on the back. Once they were back in the living room, Thor sat down and began to fiddle with his hammer.

"What the hell was that?" Tony's outburst caused several heads to turn. I sent Thor a deadly glare, warning him not to say anything.

"I was confused. I, I confused him for another." Thor looked down. The room was once again silent. I didn't like the awkward silences; it causes my ADHD to act up. Thor's gaze never left the pen that I twirled around my fingers.

"So, what time is it?" I asked, mostly just to fight the silence. Steve glanced at the wall clock that I hadn't notied before.

"3:30. Why; you got somewhere to be?" Natasha answered. My eyes went wide and I had a sickening guilt welled up in my chest.

"I gotta go!" I jumped from the chair and ran for the door. "I'll be back tomorrow!" I yelled over my shoulder.

(Switch to 3rd person POV)

The team exchanged glances.

"We should follow him."

Steve and Thor tried to protest but they were clearly outvoted. The avengers were easily recognizable, so they put on their most unnoticeable clothes and ran after him. Of course, that wouldn't stop anybody from recognizing them but hey, at least they tried.

They expected a lot of things when they followed Percy Jackson. They expected a bar, a house, maybe a business. But they didn't expect him to show up to a high school.