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So this follows the events that happened in the last chapter. There is no jumping around this time.

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Tony

"Bruce?" I asked at one of the two people who were standing on the beaten path in front of us.

"Tony?" I heard him call back, sounding equally surprised. His eyes widened as he started walking toward me.

There was a girl beside him. A teenager. She looked about 16, give or take a few years. She had blond, frighteningly gray eyes and overall, looked like a California girl.

She was trailing behind Bruce, looking a bit out-of-place. Who was she? I vaguely remembered seeing her at the cornucopia, but I couldn't know for sure.

In the meanwhile, Bruce had come up to me and put a hand on my shoulder in greeting.

I frowned. I still hadn't fully gotten over the fact that he had abandoned us during our fight with the Hulk creatures. It shouldn't have been that surprising to me, but it was still hurtful. Bruce raised an eyebrow at my obviously pained expression and I quickly tried to make my face blank of emotion once again. It worked, as Bruce didn't say anything more. He only lowered his arm a little self-consciously and took a step back.

I interrupted the awkward silence by jabbing a thumb in the girl's direction. "Who's she?"

I saw her wrinkle her eyebrow in annoyance. Before she could say anything though, Bruce interrupted her. "Annabeth, meet the avengers. Avengers, meet Annabeth. She's one of the half bloods.

Before any body else could say anything, I interrupted. "Okay. Time out, what the hell is a half blood?"

Annabeth glared daggers at me before saying, "Half human, half Greek god. I'm the daughter of Athena, goddess of war and wisdom."

I scoffed. "So, what, you some kind of warrior?"

"Yes. Yes I am."

Just as I was about to pry more about her history, Rogers rudely stepped in front of me.

"I'm Steve Rogers, also known as Captain America." He held out a hand for her to shake and after surveying him for a couple of seconds, she took his hand and firmly shaked it. "Hello."

"I'm Clint, Hawkeye, Barton. This," He pointed over at Natasha. "Is Natasha Romanoff also known as Black Widow."

Clint smiled but didn't shake her hand. Natasha just nodded, as cold as ever.

"So who are you?" She asked me finally.

"Why, I am the wonderful Tony Stark or the awesome and well-known Iron man!" I exclaimed while hoisting up the suitcase for her to see.

She raised an eyebrow for a fraction of a second. I smirked.

"Well that explains a lot."

I cocked my head to the side, but didn't say anything.

"So…how'd you find us?" Bruce asked a couple of seconds later.

"Well, that's kind of a long story…"

He raised an eyebrow and said curtly, "Then make it short."

I wagged a finger at him. "Getting pissy now, aren't we?"

"Oh you'll know when I really am."

"Touche."

Bruce looked around at the five of us. A frown slowly crept up his face. "And while you're at it, why don't you tell me where Fury is?"

Rogers stepped in front of me once again. Now that was starting to get annoying.

"When we were going through the forest we found these two vials filled with a green liquid. This parachute thing fell next to us and told two people from our group to drink one of the vials. One would transport that person and the rest of us to where we were needed the most. The other would paralyze that person for a day."

Bruce sighed and pinched his nose. "And let me guess, one of you drank the right one and Fury didn't."

"Exactly."

"So who drank the right one?"

The others turned their heads in unison toward me. Clint made it even more obvious by jabbing his thumb in my direction. I gave them all dirty looks.

Bruce's eyes widened. "But Tony-"

I cut him off by raising a hand in front of his face. "Don't say anything else. It was my decision and I was willing to take the risks."

Bruce opened and closed his mouth like he was going to say something but then thought better of it. He settled on a frown.

The entire time we had talked, Annabeth was lurking in the background looking out-of-place. She looked like she wanted to bring something up but settled on not saying anything.

It took her a while to finally speak up but she did. "So…what do you guys do?"

I frowned at her. "What do we do?"

"Yeah."

"we've saved the world from an alien invasion," I said like I was discussing the weather.

Bruce stepped in. "Thor's brother over there tried to take over the world by using an alien army. We stopped him before it could get bad."

Annabeth nodded slowly.

"What about you?" Rogers asked.

Annabeth paused a little before she explained. "My boyfriend, Percy Jackson son of Poseidon led an army to save the world from the evil Titan lord Kronos. A…friend of mine had been possessed by Kronos and Percy had to…kill him in the end."

I saw a flicker of sadness appear in Annabeth's eyes but that disappeared quickly.

Bruce intervened once more. "And now we're looking for Percy."

"Wait, you don't know where he is?" Clint questioned.

"No. He was with us last night, but when we woke up today, he was gone." Annabeth replied.

Again her eyes turned sad. Bruce noticed and placed a hand on her shoulder. I narrowed my eyes at them. For knowing each other for such a short time, they seemed pretty buddy buddy.

"He had a dream. Percy. A voice told him that the half bloods had to join the Avengers." Annabeth continued.

My eyes widened.

I had the same dream.

I saw Bruce glance at me from the corner of his eye. I scrunched my eyebrows and decided to tell the others.

"I…had a dream like that too. But a voice didn't tell me. A creepy ass mummy did."

Annabeth turned toward me sharply. "A mummy?" she asked curtly.

"Uh yeah…?"

She shook her head slowly in disbelief. "But she's not a mummy anymore…" She muttered.

"What is wrong lady warrior?" Thor boomed.

"Back at the camp that I…live at, there used to be a mummy that would give us prophecies. But she's not a mummy anymore. Her spirit was transferred into one of my friends-Rachel. She's here…somewhere, I don't know."

"Well that's not weird at all." I muttered.

"But then how could Stark have a dream about that same mummy?" Natasha questioned.

Annabeth bit her lip in worry. "I don't know…"

"You know what? Let's just forget about this for now and figure it out some other time. Maybe it is a good idea for the both of our groups to join forces. That way we could have a greater chance of defeating Loki." Steve suggested.

Annabeth nodded. "yeah…thats a good idea."

The other nodded their agreement, except for Bruce. He was shifting his weight from one foot to the other and he looked…off. Like something was bothering him. His body language screamed nervous and he was fiddling with his hands constantly. He turned away from Annabeth and noticed me watching him. I quickly looked away.

"Who's Loki?" Annabeth asked when Rogers mentioned him.

"He's the guy we told you about. Thor's brother." Banner replied.

"You have an enemy here too don't you?" Clint asked Annabeth.

Annabeth flinched when he said enemy. "His name is Luke. He died last year."

"Wait, hold up for a second. What the fuck? He died and now he's alive again?" I asked her like she was crazy.

"Yes," She said with absolute seriousness. "Something happened. Believe it or not, but there is such a thing as the underworld. Hades, the god of the underworld rules that domain. He must have escaped somehow."

My eyes widened.

There is an underworld.

I added that to the growing list of things that were so crazy, I had a hard time believing them.

"We have to find the other half bloods. If we don't, we might as well not have a chance to get out of this mess." Annabeth plainly stated.

With that happy thought in mind, we set off into the forest once again, now with 2 more people added to our group.

An hour later found us walking along a half beaten trail.

I was still lugging my heavy armour, wishing that I had a newer version. I longed for the small bracelet on my wrist. But no, I had to be stuck carrying a big ass suitcase.

The reason I wasn't wearing the armour was because I had to save energy. This old version of the armour sapped my energy a lot faster than I would like. And I needed all the energy I could get.

Bruce and I were walking at the back of the group. As I quickly stole a glance at him, I still noticed something wrong about him.

I noticed that every once in a while, Bruce's eyes would flash a sudden green before it disappeared as the brown took over once again. I'd seen it happen a few times now. I wanted to say something, to ask why it was happening, but I couldn't bring myself to speak about it.

I had too many emotions going through my own head at the moment.

Seconds later, a huge bang jolted me out of my thoughts.

"What the hell was that?" Annabeth asked frantically.

No one had the time to answer. We were all to busy looking up at the quickly darkening sky. Just seconds ago it had been a clear sunny day. I stopped dead in my tracks.

"This be a lightning storm!" cried Thor.

There was another crackle before I saw a huge flash of lightning appear in the high up sky. The next flash of lightning wasn't as harmless.

A zigzag of light zoomed down into the forest right in front of our group. The lightning touched down on the ground just metres away from us and I was thrown back by the shockwave.

I landed on the grass, hard. I frantically got up, panic clouding my brain. I couldn't think properly. My fight or flight instances took over and the one thought that was left in my head was run.

And that was exactly what I did. I ran, and I heard people running behind me. The others were following right behind me.

Another flash of dangerous lightning touched down a little too close to us for comfort. Thor manages to throw his hammer at the last moment, absorbing all the excess energy and prevented it from hitting us.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Bruce and Rogers. They were running as fast as they could as well. We whizzed in and out of trees, trying our best not to run into one. Another crackle of thunder rolled through the sky. It was so loud, it sounded like a bomb detonating. A strange ringing in my ears made itself heard. My hearing was muffled.

The next moment almost seemed to run in slow motion.

As I was running, I realized I was running straight into a trap. If a bolt of lightning came down at the front of the group, I would be the first one down.

I guess I realized this too late as an enormous flash of lightning came down from the sky right in front of me. I didn't have any time to slow down before I was hit with it.

The lightning hit me with unimaginable force. I could feel it coursing through my body as tendrils of electricity flew through my veins. My eyes widened in frozen shock.

Unimaginable pain rocked me and my breathing hitched in my throat.

That was the moment I realized that I was going to die. There was no way that my arc reactor could have survived that. It would short out from all the excess energy. I didn't even have my suit on. My suit would've absorbed all the excess energy. But without it, I was vulnerable.

The 30 seconds it took me to lose consciousness felt like an eternity.

There were so many people who I wanted to do right with. Bruce, Pepper….even Rogers. I was warming up to him…ever so slightly.

The pain grew until I only felt numbness. I sunk to the ground as my knees gave way.

…Maybe this could be okay.

I had tried as hard as I could have to do right with them. Even if they hadn't noticed, I tried. I've become so different then I was before the days in the cave. I'm a changed person even if no one, not even Pepper had the guts to see that. Maybe death could be better than the torture that was life. Maybe for once I would finally have peace.

I looked down at my arc reactor just in time to see the glowing light fizzle out.

Maybe this could finally be peace.

Maybe all of my suffering would finally end.

But no matter how much I tried to convince myself it was okay, it wasn't. I never had the chance to say goodbye to Pepper. This was like a replay of the nuclear attack on New York all over again. When I had tried to call Pepper and she never picked up. It was a replay.

It was the universes way of saying that it had a twisted sense of humour.

I didn't even get to give Bruce a proper goodbye. I didn't want to leave like this, with so many loose ends left untied. I didn't think he would be able to live with himself if I died. He would only run away from his problems once again. It was only because of me that he stayed at Avengers tower. If it weren't for me, he would've left a long time ago and run off to some next third world country.

But I was loosing myself.

I could feel my heartbeat slowing, and breathing becoming dangerously shallow. It was getting harder and harder by the second to draw a breath in.

This couldn't be it. It couldn't be.

I don't want to leave like this…

That was when I sunk into the never-ending white.

Bruce

No. NO. This couldn't be happening.

I stopped dead in my tracks, my heart pounding too quickly for comfort in my ears. I didn't bother trying to calm myself down, I only ran. Ran towards the fallen Tony Stark.

Just as quickly as it had started, the lightning storm stopped. It's job was finished, hitting one of our own.

I was cold all over. From a distance I saw Tony's arc reactor fizzing out of light until finally there was nothing but darkness.

I wanted to cry out, but I couldn't. My tongue was tied and I felt numb. Numb all over.

He couldn't leave me like this. Not yet. He was the only true friend I had in years. The only one who wasn't afraid of my inner monster. The only one….

No.

I refused to believe that he was gone. As I finally reached him, I sunk to my knees beside where he lay. I frantically checked his wrist for a pulse. I waited ten seconds, twenty seconds and felt nothing. Not the tiniest rise.

My eyes widened. I placed my ear close to his mouth to see if he was breathing or not. I felt nothing.

My own breathing became laboured. I tried to push against his chest to try and jostle his heart but nothing happened. I pushed to the point that I was hitting him with my fists, but still not light appeared.

I felt someone run up behind me. Whoever it was, wrapped their arms around my chest to stop me from hitting Tony any further. I struggled and punched and pushed to get away from him. I had to save Tony. That was my number one priority.

I felt a sudden burst of manic energy as I pulled angrily away from my captor. It worked and whoever it was, was ripped away from me.

I looked back at Tony's dead eyes and felt tears well up in my own. It was too much to handle. The tears spilled and freely rolled down my cheek as a wave of sadness rolls over me.

He is dead. He is dead…

I couldn't take it anymore. I sobbed out loud. I could vaguely feel the others watching me from a distance, trying to give us space and I was thankful for that.

My sadness was taken over by sheer anger soon enough.

How could he leave me like this? How dare he?

I gritted my teeth and clenched my hands into tight fists. A deep guttural growl started to form in my throat. I felt another hand hold my shoulder and try to pull me back, but I shrugged away from them hard.

That was when I knew that I was about to transform. I was just about ready to fight off the impending disaster when something quite the opposite happened.

I didn't turn into the other guy.

Instead of changing, I felt my anger grow until it physically made my vision blur. I clenched my hands into tighter fists and placed them on Tony's chest in barely controlled rage. I felt a hot white sensation flow from inside of me, through my arms and down into my clenched fists. The hotness spread until I felt it in the tips of my fingers.

I didn't know what I was doing. It was like I was being taken over by the Hulk, but I still had my brain. I couldn't control my actions but somehow, I could still think clearly.

I spread my fingers out on Tony's chest. I could feel the white hotness being transferred to Tony through my fingers. Twenty seconds later, I start feeling a heartbeat pumping blood through his chest.

I almost cried out in relief, but I couldn't stop just yet. I kept my fingers on his chest for another twenty seconds until he finally takes in one long, shaky breath. His eyes stay closed, but I know for a fact that he is breathing.

That was when I felt the residual anger and hotness I had inside of me ebb away. I was breathing heavily and still leaning against Tony on the ground.

He was alive. He was alive.

I shakily stood up and stepped back to give Tony some space. I gave myself some time to calm down as well. My eyes closed and I concentrated on my breathing.

Breath in. 1,2,3. Breath out. 1,2,3.

Slowly I felt my heartbeat and breathing slow down. I had just noticed that my pulse watch had beeped rapidly throughout that entire ordeal. That slowed as well to an annoying constant beeping.

That was when the full weight of what I had just done came back to hit me. I had just brought someone back from the dead. How in the world had I done that? First of all, I was sure I ws on the verge of turning into the Hulk. I could feel my bones starting to stretch and pop. But something had stopped it. Instead of converting my anger into the other guy, I somehow used the other guy to heal Tony.

And I didn't even know if that was even possible.

I heard a groan come from the ground. I opened my eyes to see Tony's wide ones on the ground.

"Wha-" He cleared his throat. "What the hell just happened?"

I scrunched my eyes shut briefly and went to kneel beside him. My tongue was roiling around in my mouth and I was biting the inside of my lip in nervousness.

He looked up at me with a tired expression on his face. He looked so broken and I was sure that I looked the same way. He didn't even bother to make a snide comment.

I helped him sit up on the ground.

We looked at each other for a moment, both not knowing what to do next.

Finally, it was Tony who was the first to act. He threw his arms around me into a hug.

I stiffened at first, not knowing how to react to the sudden move. Slowly though, I relaxed into his grip. It was comforting and warm.

I couldn't remember the last time I had this much human contact. It was…nice.

I had longed for something like this for so long. I just didn't know how much I wanted it until now.

Tony

I slowly let go of Bruce after finding the small reassurance that I got from that.

He stood up from the ground and straightened himself. I tried to stand up, but I was met with a sharp pain in my chest that made me feel woozy.

Bruce lent me a hand and slowly helped me up. I got to my feet and Bruce steadied me. We were all silent for a while.

"Okay, someone want to explain to me what...just happened?" Clint asked finally.

He was looking at Bruce more than he was looking at me.

Bruce frowned before saying, "I honestly have no idea."

I scrunched my eyebrows in confusion. "Wait, am I missing something here?"

Natasha and Clint exchanged glances.

"Bruce just saved you. You weren't breathing and somehow, Bruce did something to make you alive again." Natasha replied.

My eyes widened. "What? How?"

I thought for sure I was dead.

Bruce had a look of distress on his face. "Look, I-I don't know how. I was just so angry. I thought I was going to turn into the Hulk….but I didn't. Instead, I somehow….healed Tony…"

I caught a glance of Annabeth hanging around a few ways away, not really being included in our group. She must have felt like an outsider.

"But if you were angry, how did you not turn into the mighty green warrior?" Thor asked from somewhere behind me.

Bruce sighed and pinched his nose. "Look guys, I don't know what happened. But something about this place…I don't know…"

He trailed off and we decided that it was better not to ask any more questions and not aggravate the doctor.

I didn't know what had happened, but by the looks on everyone's faces, it must have been pretty amazing.

"But-" Annabeth started to say, but Bruce cut her off.

"Look can we just let it go?" He snarled as a flash of green appeared in his eyes.

Annabeth backed away a couple of steps and out of the corner of my eye, I saw Natasha's hand brush against her knife. The green quickly disappeared as his expression turned to one of shame.

"Sorry."

We stood awkwardly in a small group, a dull pain pounding through my arc reactor. I was pretty sure that the shrapnel near my heart was now even closer to it than it was before. I hoped that it wasn't serious. For now though, I could live with the pain. I would learn to bear it. We had more pressing matters to discuss.

"Guys, we really need to find Fury." Clint finally stated.

Right. Fury.

In the heat of the moment I had almost forgotten about him. I almost forgot that he was paralyzed in an unfriendly place somewhere in this forest.

"We should keep moving." suggested Rogers.

No one needed to be told twice.

Rogers led the way through the forest as we followed behind him. I leant on Bruce, as he helped me walk through the trees. The pain wasn't as bad as it was before and it slowly seemed to be getting better. I was just happy with the thought that I wasn't letting down my team.

In front of us, I saw Natasha pick up some berries and leaves from nearby bushes here and there. She would smell them and keep some of them in the backpack she was carrying, while the rest she would throw away.

A little while later, it grew dark. We stopped at a clearing for the night after having no luck in finding Fury

It was like we were going in circles. I swear that I kept seeing the same tree over and over again.

Another hour passed and the others were starting to drift off. I was once again, the last person to be awake. The pain in my chest was keeping me up. I couldn't sleep with the dull throb consistent with my heartbeat ricocheted in my chest.

I sighed into the cold night.

I just wished that this was all just a dream. That I could just wake up and be back with Pepper, back in the tower where it's all normal. But that would just be childish and just that-a dream.

The longing for that stayed in the back of my mind as I slowly drifted off into sleep.

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