DISCLAIMER: I do not own Percy Jackson/Heroes of Olympus, all rights to Rick Riordan! I also don't own The Avengers either, so rights go to Marvel or whatever.

IMPORTANT NOTE: Remember the gun Percy gave Annabeth? It was a pistol, but I went back and changed it to a semiautomatic. Makes more sense for her to have one of those (plus they're cooler lol)

"Will, what the Hades are we doing?" Nico tugged his arm free of the other demigod's grip and slowed down. They had just reached the canoe lake, and Will was furiously digging his fingers into the sand.

"We're getting help." Will Solace finished digging a shallow hole in the sand and threw a handful of objects inside. A few golden drachmas, an old piece of paper that looked as if it held the lyrics to a song, and a several packages of assorted snacks.

"What…" Nico's voice trailed off when Will struck a match and set the objects on fire. He suddenly understood what was happening. "That's an offering. You're going to ask the gods for help."

Will didn't answer; his eyes were closed and his hands folded in a prayer. Nico could just make out his whispered words. Suddenly his hand darted out and yanked Nico down to the sand with him.

"Help me," he hissed.

Nico bristled at the idea of asking the gods for help, but he saw no other option. Their camp needed help desperately. They may have more warriors than SHIELD, but they didn't have the weapons their opponents did.

The son of Hades closed his dark eyes, a silent prayer running through his head.

"Actually, I think we'll stand." Fury's eyes were cold and angry.

Chiron didn't miss a beat. "Suit yourself." He knew it was important to remain seemingly unconcerned about their situation. Confidence in their own ability to fight could possibly give them an advantage. Though he didn't recline on the grass, Chiron relaxed and made himself look completely comfortable. The demigods beside him were smart enough to follow suit.

"Where is Rogers?" It wasn't a question, it was a command. Chiron knew that SHIELD had to be really worried about this situation to warrant a visit from their director.

Annabeth's stormy eyes narrowed on the strange looking gun barely visible inside Fury's open coat. This must be the weapon Frank was talking about. The daughter of Athena was so angry she would have reached out and shot Fury with his own gun if she could have. Somehow, she didn't assume that would go over well.

"Look, he's on our side now. Unlike you, he's not an idiot." Out of the corner of Annabeth's eye, she could see Jason looking worried. Her words held so much venom he seemed afraid she would do something rash. But Annabeth wasn't stupid. "So unless you're here for tea and cookies," she continued, "I suggest you shoot your fancy little gun and get this over with. But I swear to you, we're not going down without a fight."

Hidden behind Half-Blood Hill, the army of campers had overhead Annabeth's angry speech and roared their approval.

Fury glanced at Agent Romanoff, then turned back to the Greeks. "We don't want to fight you, kid. But honestly, you're not exactly giving us a choice. If your friend Jackson had just come quietly for questioning right when this all started, this all could have been avoided."

Annabeth's eyes were alight with a cold fury her friends had never seen before. "Don't you dare blame him for your war." Her voice was deathly quiet, her words shaking slightly with anger. "He has saved your ass more times than you will ever know. He went through hell and back for all of you!" She was screaming now, and Chiron laid a hand on her shoulder. "How dare you blame him for this?"

"I think we're done here." Chiron glared at Fury and Romanoff.

"Wait a second. Where's the other one?" Agent Romanoff demanded. "Isn't she one of your commanding officers? And the animal one, where's he? Shouldn't we be negotiating with everyone present?"

"Everyone is present." A loud, commanding voice echoed above them. Annabeth moved her eyes skyward to see Reyna astride a Pegasus, flying above them. Frank was beside her on his own mount.

Fury was on his comm. immediately. "What's going on? Why was I not informed of this?" His voice was angry. He turned away momentarily, leaving Romanoff to stare up at the sky in wonder. She'd seen some crazy things, but in all her years, she'd never seen anything like this.

The pegasi landed softly in the grass, Reyna and Frank dismounting before they'd even come to a full stop.

"Reyna, shouldn't you be with the Legion?" Jason's voice was quiet so the agents of SHIELD wouldn't hear.

Reyna just smiled. "If this a meeting, I'd like to be here for it." She turned to Fury and Romanoff. "We're giving you one last chance to surrender. If you engage us, you will not win."

Romanoff shook her head. "I think you've got that backwards."

Frank snorted derisively.

Fury turned his attention on him."You're the one who broke into my office." He looked at Frank accusingly.

Frank's smile never reached his eyes. "Thanks for the intel."

Fury sighed. "Look, I'm not gonna pretend like you didn't hear that, and apparently you aren't either. There's no point in lying anymore, kid. Our weapons will destroy you. Surrender now, and no one has to get hurt."

Clarisse rolled her eyes. "We're going in circles," she muttered. Then, louder, she said, "If you want to fight, let's do it. If not, get off our land!"

Fury sighed. "Suit yourself." He spoke into his comm next. "Start the attack."

Percy Jackson stopped in his tracks, the blood draining from his face. His hand went into his pocket, fingers closing around Riptide, before he realized his sword would be of no use this time.

His heart felt like it had stopped beating, and his body went suddenly numb. He yanked Annabeth's gun from the waistband of his jeans.

There it was. His dream. He knew this would happen. He knew his dream would come true. Why didn't Annabeth listen to him?

Fury and Romanoff were standing, facing the line of demigods. All of them were there, just as they were supposed to be. Chiron, Annabeth, Frank, Reyna, Clarisse, and Jason.

He started to run for Half-Blood Hill, determined to protect them. He would not let one more nightmare become a reality. He could faintly hear Nick Fury's deep voice saying something, then Clarisse's voice broke through, loud and clear.

"—not, get off our land!"

There was a moment of silence. He was halfway there.

Suddenly, Romanoff raised a tiny handgun, taking a step backward.

No! Percy's brain screamed at him to keep running, to tackle Annabeth out of the way before the bullet could hit her. Instead, he used his common sense and stopped running, his breath coming hard. He clicked the safety off, ran the slide back, and took aim. He'd only shot a gun once before, when Paul and his mom had gone to the shooting range and brought Percy along. They'd said it was a good thing to know, and now he understood why. Of course, they could never know that this would happen, but they were smart enough to know that, as a demigod, he would need it.

Unfortunately, he also didn't know that Romanoff and Fury were retreating away from Half-Blood Hill, back into their own ranks.

He lined the sights up on Romanoff's chest, knowing he'd have to be extremely careful not to hit anyone else. He squeezed the trigger, and—miraculously—the recoil didn't throw his aim too far off. The bullet whizzed right past Romanoff's shoulder, missing her by at least a foot. His fellow demigods ducked in surprise, and Chiron leaped out of the way.

Agent Romanoff jerked to the side, surprised by the unannounced visitor. Then she grabbed Reyna by the shoulder and thrust the gun to her temple. This was not good. Fury spotted him almost immediately, and with Romanoff holding a gun to Reyna's head, Percy couldn't exactly return fire. Fury shot off three bullets in quick succession, trying to gun Percy down. Romanoff quickly followed suit. Percy rolled out of the way as bullets zipped into the ground around him. One of them flew behind him and buried itself in the wood of one of the cabins. Suddenly, Reyna jerked away from Romanoff, slamming her elbow hard into her face. She and Frank jumped onto their pegasi, darting back toward the Legion. Percy was thankful when Jason tackled Fury to the ground, knocking the gun from his hands and effectively stopping the hailstorm of bullets rocketing his way. Annabeth and Clarisse quickly followed suit, engaging Romanoff in combat. Clarisse held a sword in her hands, and Annabeth's knife darted in and out, trying to catch Romanoff in the side.

Percy picked himself up off the ground, running for Half-Blood Hill again. Chiron was yelling for the other demigods to get to their groups, to begin the attack.

As soon as his feet Half-Blood Hill, he realized there wasn't much he could do. The two agents were three quarters of the way down the other side of the hill, almost back to their own ranks. His friends stood holding their weapons, daring them to try another attack. As soon as Fury and Romanoff had backed into the sea of agents, they began shouting orders.

"Go! Get back inside the borders!" Clarisse yelled. The demigods dashed over the hill just as agents began to swarm after them, bullets raining down around them. Return fire echoed around them from campers perched along the border. Percy grabbed Annabeth's hand as they dove out of the way of the firefight.

Percy clutched his girlfriend's hand, his breath leaving him as he looked up. A giant airship was hovering over Camp Half-Blood, blazing with power and life. The screaming was deafening, and before he could forget, he let go of Annabeth's hand and pressed the gun into it.

"Stay safe," he said quickly. He kissed her, her arms wrapping around his waist momentarily, then they broke apart.

*ashamed* I have no excuse. Sorry I haven't updated in so long. I'll do better next time, promise.

Arrow XD