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That night, Operation Cape Massacre began. After the Avengers had all retired to their rooms, Nico and Loki sneaked out of theirs, and met up in the hallway outside Thor's room. Thor had not left his room since lunch time, and Loki had informed Nico that he was most likely erecting complex traps with which to protect his capes.

At this, Nico had raised an eyebrow. These Asgardians really had a thing for capes. Even though Loki mocked Thor for his cape fetish, Nico could not help but notice how immaculate Loki's green cape was, even after weeks of imprisonment, and a day at the mercy of the Avengers.

"Nico, do you think you are able to gain us entry to Thor's room?" Loki asked.

"Pfft," Nico scoffed, "There's nothing he could do to keep me out. Shadows are everywhere." He grinned darkly.

They listened at the door to check if Thor was asleep, before silently shadow-travelling inside. The room was large, and was mostly empty, but for a large bed, and a huge closet that covered a whole wall. They could see the outline of Thor's body under the blankets on the bed, clutching his hammer tightly in his hand, even as he slept.

Nico made to walk farther into the room from where they stood in the darkened corner, but Loki held him back.

"If I know my brother- I mean Thor, then the ground here will be littered with traps. We must tread carefully, Hades son." Loki whispered to him, not wanting to awaken Thor.

Nico nodded in thanks, and waved his hand at the room in general. Immediately, smoky darkness filled the room, and thin beams of light became visible. Loki's expression morphed into one of surprise. "Thor is protecting his room through mortal means? I did not expect this. Perhaps we should retreat, and try again when the capes are less heavily guarded."

Nico shook his head, before replying quietly, "We won't get another chance like this. And anyway, this is no problem. Just give me a minute, and hold the bag." Nico handed Loki a full backpack before shrugging off his jacket, so he was left in just his t-shirt and jeans. He then walked over to the nearest beam of light and examined it closely. "They're motion detectors. My guess is he took them from Stark's lab, and that if we touch them, they'll set off an alarm. As heavy a sleeper as Thor is, I'm guessing that might wake him up."

Nico scanned the room, and smirked when he spotted a small device that was balanced on a bedside table by Thor's bed. It was the source of the Lasers. Very slowly, Nico began to manoeuvre himself through the beams. Using all the flexibility he could muster, he swerved, flipped, and slid his way through the laser beams. Loki watched on in surprise at the skill Nico was displaying.

After about a minute, a lightly panting Nico arrived at the table. He was balanced on one leg, while the other was hovering in the air, so as not to disrupt the lasers. He slowly snaked his arm through another set of lights, and clicked a small button on the side of the device. A second later, the lasers cut off. Nico breathed a quiet sigh of relief, and slowly lowered his leg to the ground. All the practice for sword fighting seemed to have paid off. He glanced down at the still sleeping Thor, who had begun to snore loudly, before slowly backing away. He crept over to the wardrobe, beckoning Loki to him. Loki grinned evilly, and opened the bag. It was full of paints, feathers and glitter. It was time to get to work.

The next morning, Nico, Loki, and the Avengers, minus Thor, were eating breakfast in the kitchen. Everyone except Nico and Loki, looked awake and refreshed from a good night's sleep. They were all eating pancakes, and talking together, and they were mostly relaxed, but for the constant mistrust of Loki that still filled the hearts of the Avengers. The casual chatter was suddenly interrupted by an exclamation of utmost anguish and despair.

Everyone jumped to their feet and sprinted in the direction of the noise, which seemed to have originated from Thor's room. No one noticed the looks of glee on Nico and Loki's faces as they ran. When they arrived in Thor's room, they were met with a sight that none of them would ever forget.

Thor was on his knees in the middle of the room, the ground around him covered in a sea of fabric.

"Why? WHY?! IS NOTHING SACRED!? OH, THE HORROR!" Thor bellowed to the heavens. Everyone stared at him with wide eyes, before properly noticing the reasons behind his sorrow.

The capes surrounding him were all a shade of vibrant pink. Some of them had been decorated with My Little Pony stickers, while others looked as if they had been immersed in a lake of glitter. The only cape that Loki had managed to charm while wearing the power inhibiting gauntlets, was resting on Thor's broad shoulders. The cape had been enchanted to look like a normal cape until Thor donned it, but once it was successfully attached to his armour, however, the glamour covering it would fade, leaving its true form visible to the world.

Thor's most treasured cape, was now pink, and covered in glitter, feathers, ponies, and covered in black and green writing. The black writing repeated the phrase 'Nico was here' while the green said 'You've just been Loki'd!'.

Thor was yelling in outrage, and attempting to rip the offending garment from his shoulders, but it could not be removed. It too, Loki had managed to charm, and even though his remaining powers had been exhausted, Loki could not help but think it was worth it.

Nico and Loki collapsed to the floor, roaring with laughter, while the other Avengers attempted to suppress their amusement, but failed abysmally. The sight of the mighty Thor, storming around his room, kicking his newly styled clothing to and fro across the room, with his cape over his head as he tried to tug it off, was too much for them to handle. They continued to laugh, until Thor finally realised he had company, and rounded on his 'friends'.

"You monsters," Thor growled at his brother and Nico, "You will pay for this!" Thor held out his hand, and his hammer flew in to it. His eyes flashed with anger. "This time you have gone too far, brother."

Loki leapt to his feet, and gulped, slowly backing towards the door, his hands held p in a placating manner, "It is all mere fun and games, no need to get angry," he said calmly, forcing and innocent expression onto his face." He paused as he saw Thor lowering the hammer. "Besides," he smirked, "You look fabulous." Thor roared in fury, and leapt at Loki, who was grabbed by Nico, and they sprinted out the door, Thor hot on their heels.

This merry chase continued, Loki and Nico yelling insults back at Thor, whose cape kept blinding him with glitter, and tripping him up at inopportune times, until they reached the living area. They arrived just in time to see Fury and Coulson step out of the elevator, both their faces a serious mask.

Nico, Loki and Thor stopped, violence forgotten, and were joined by Tony, Steve, Bruce, Natasha and Clint. It was apparent something was wrong.

Fury studied Thor's cape, before disregarding it as unimportant, and saying, "We found out who She is." This was met by a moment of silence before the room erupted into chaos.

"Who is it-"

"How did you find out-"

"What do they want-"

There was a flash of light, and everyone fell silent, as weapons were pointed at the new presence.

"Ummm, I come in peace?" Hermes said questioningly.

"Lower your weapons," Nico commanded, "It's just my cousin."

"Just your cousin, my ass," Fury snorted, before addressing the god, "Lord Hermes, God of Messengers, I presume?" Hermes looked surprised at the fact that a mortal had recognized him. "I'm guessing you're here for the same reason we are. You found out who She was too."

Hermes scratched his head guiltily, "Actually, we kinda knew who she was from the start, but we didn't want to say anything unless the time came that She proved Herself to be a threat."

Fury raised an eyebrow at him condescendingly, "Well I think that time has come." He turned to face the Avengers. "We've had another attack."

"Where?" Nico asked, a feeling of dread growing in his chest.

Coulson looked at him with sympathy before answering. "Camp Half Blood."

"WHAT?" Nico thundered, "Camp was under attack, and you didn't tell me?" He rounded on Hermes, "Was anyone killed, what damages did we suffer, how big was the attack force, what-?"

Tony, who had had enough of not knowing what was going on, clicked his fingers, and the sound of a horn blasted through the Penthouse. Everyone covered their ears, and stopped talking. Tony clicked his fingers again, and the noise ceased.

"What the fuck, Stark?" Nico yelled.

"I don't think I'm alone in saying that I want to know what the hell it is you guys are talking about. First off, what's Camp Half Blood? And this guy in the tracksuit is a god? Are you shitting me?"

Hermes looked angry at the comment but still answered. "Camp Half Blood is a safe place where our demigod children can train to become strong heroes."

"It can't be that safe if it was attacked, now can it?" Tony said sarcastically.

Hermes glared at him, and was about to retort, when Steve asked, "As much as I'm enjoying all of you wasting time, we've got more important things to discuss. Director?"

Fury nodded at Steve, "Thank you, Captain. The entity behind the attack by 'Earthborn' in central park, and the alliance with the Frost Giants, is none other than your," he pointed at Nico, "Great-grandmother."

Nico's eyes widened in shock, "I really want you to say it's my Great-grandmother Rosa, but I'm guessing it's not." Even in such a serious situation, Fury smirked at this comment.

"You'd guess correctly, Mr. Di Angelo." Nico collapsed heavily into a nearby armchair, and buried his face in his hands.

"I thought She was asleep? Father said She was asleep..."

Hermes sighed, "She was, but it seems that the recent alien activity managed to wake Her up. That amount of power is not something that goes unnoticed by gods."

Bruce, Natasha and Clint had all fallen silent after figuring out the identity of their new enemy, but Steve and Tony had yet to figure it out.

"Who is She!" Tony yelled in annoyance. Steve nodded in agreement.

"She," Nico said in a low voice, "Is none other than the Earth Herself... My great-grandmother, Gaea, mother of the Titans."

Steve and Tony were silent from shock. "... Our enemy is the Earth?" Steve asked incredulously.

Nico lowered his hands, and stared morosely at the floor."Pretty much, yeah..."

"Don't get depressed on us now, young Emo Ninja," Tony said wisely, "We might need your help with this. Highly improbable, but the possibility is still there." Nico gave him a scowl, which morphed into a full blown glare as he realised he had been manipulated. He shook himself, stood up again, and began pacing. "She attacked Camp, Lord Hermes? Was there a reason for the attack? They must know it's impossible to get through the Camp's protection. Were they after something?" He began muttering to himself, listing of the things in Camp that a being as powerful as Gaea could possibly want.

"Nico," Hermes said softly. Nico didn't hear him, absorbed as he was in his thoughts. "Nico!"

Nico started, and looked at Hermes realization spreading over his face as he saw how serious Hermes looked. "They took something, didn't they, Lord Hermes."

Hermes nodded, and gazed at Nico, pity evident on his face. "Yes they did, Nico..."

"Well, what was it?"

Hermes sighed heavily. "... They took Perseus."

Nico stared at him, "What? What do you mean they took Percy? How is that even possible? He has the curse of Achilles! He's unbeatable! Why would they take him?"

Hermes cleared his throat, "There were too many monsters. The demigods fought, but even with Percy, demigods were still falling. The monsters gave Percy an ultimatum. He would go with them, or they would continue their attack. Percy, being the fool he is, sacrificed himself, and left with the monster army. He has been taken by Gaea."

"But why?!" Nico yelled, "Why wouldshe take him? There's no way he's going to join Her, what does she hope to gain?"

"You," Hermes said simply, "She hopes to gain you, Nico. You are a child of the Big Three, and of the Three alive, she views you as the one most susceptible to conversion. Children of Hades are not known for their loyalty to the gods, and you are by far the most powerful child of the Underworld to be born in centuries. With you on her side, and with the combined might of monsters, Earthborn, and the Frost Giants, we would surely fall. She wants you to try to rescue him, and then she will have you too."

Nico stared at him in shock, "Me?" he whispered, "My best friend was captured because of me?" Nico's shock changed to rage in the blink of an eye. "Well," he hissed, the shadows around him darkening and rippling with his anger, and the whites of his eyes turned to pure black, giving him a demonic look. Everyone in the room shivered with fear that the sight of him caused, "Best not keep dear grandmother waiting."

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