The tense silence that surrounded the room was enough to make Flash stop within his tracks; running a few blocks made him be the first to arrive on scene. Normally, he would have been boasting at getting to be the first responder, even before Superman, but the atmosphere he ran into made him feel like he swallowed a bag full of tumbling rocks. He shouldn't have been so surprised that it was Wonder Woman that had sent out the call; after all, she was one of the main justice league members.

"Cat got your tongue?" Wally laughed at the ridiculous look that came across his face. It really wasn't that funny, but he was desperate to break some of the ice up that had been in the room for far too long for his liking. He had been trying to lighten up everyone's attitude, but no one seemed to budge, except for the cause of it all, Percy. M'gann had escaped into the kitchen to bake cookies, leaving everyone just staring at each other with an air of wariness. Diana had taken up a portion of the couch that faced the doorway while Wally fiddled with a loose thread on the cushions. Khaldur had positioned himself on the other side of Wally, his eyes never strayed from Percy's hand that played with a decorated pen. Connor watched the demigod in amusement as he had tuned out everything around him; wondering how he managed to ignore how tense the room was that really revolved around him.

"Wow, this is less entertaining than a funeral." Flash mumbled as he skirted around the couches to sit beside his protege. If it had not been for the souring look Diana was giving, he would have attempted to flirt with her or even sit beside her. However, Flash knew certain boundaries shouldn't be crossed when it came to any woman giving off that type of aura. He hoped that the reason he was called here linked to her current attitude that way he could get a good understanding of just who peed in the Amazonian's cereal this morning without the necessary work of investigating.

Percy spun Riptide around his fingers before tossing it up in the air to catch it; boredom was not his best friend. He tried to think about any ideas of getting out of the situation he was in; maybe he could call Annabeth to come help him. After all, the Wise girl would know exactly how to go about the situation without screwing it up and he could get back to Olympus before the gods knew what hit them. He could only find one flaw with this idea: Annabeth was on the other side of the world looking at old temples the last time he had checked. Not only that, but how bad would it be for an ex-boyfriend to rely on his ex-girlfriend to get him out of a legal situation? He realized that it shouldn't be that bad, considering they were both still friends, but that didn't change his doubts. He could always send for another Athena child to help him out, but the only one he knew by name was Mark; the same boy that currently wouldn't mind seeing the son of Poseidon laying broken in a ditch somewhere secluded. Maybe he did deserve a little bit of the hate, he did break up with his beloved sister; but it was a mutual agreement.

He licked the back of his teeth as his pen took flight once more. Apollo was a cool-headed guy, maybe he could have some help from him; but then the other gods would find out as soon as he contacted the god of the sun. He frowned slightly as his pen landed, ballpoint tip down, directly into his palm; why did the gods find it necessary to make him stress over things? He knew that he could take a nice vacation somewhere outside of American without the gods breathing down his neck so much, but he couldn't bring himself to leave when gossip and rumors met his ears of monsters rising. What if he left and completely over looked some minion of Gaea? The consequences could prove detrimental to the Greek and Roman world, and he would be the cause of it all because he wasn't present to take action. He knew he shouldn't allow 'if' to control his life decisions, but what else could he do? He's a demigod, not a mortal who has the power over their own path. The Fates were cruel, but he would rather they be in charge of his life than himself; no telling what would happen to him if he decided his own destiny.

He would probably toss himself in a position that was worse than facing Kronos and Gaea together... while being weaponless.

"...-inally show up."

Percy blinked as he caught his pen in his fist, taking in his surrounds for the first time in Hades knows how long. Apparently, he had zoned out for a steady amount of time resulting in more strangely dressed people filling the room.

The Man-Bat was back with his precious scowl as he took up a corner of the room, seemingly attempting to stay unnoticed.

A tall dark haired male wearing a blue suit with a red cape stood in the front of newcomers. The way he held himself spoke of his strength and his symbol... gave Percy a migraine and a half just to glance at it.

Another man was present beside boy-blue, wearing more modern clothes that consisted mostly of green and black including a mysteriously cool hood. The bow and arrows slung across his back reminded Percy of Will back at Camp... And Percys own horrid skills in archery. However, he was certain Apollo and Ares blessings probably covered his archery skills in some form as all the gods did try to come up with whatever they could to win.

Percy glanced over to see a taller, more muscular version of Wally dressed in red with a lightening bolt printed into his chest. Did all the guys here love spandex?

A dull green colored man, not unlike M'gann, wore... very little: two red straps across his chest that held up his cape and what looked like... Blue underwear. Percy tilted his head at the odd sight wondering if the man ever it cold in such an outfit. Why did he wear so little clothes? And how has he not been fined for public indecency?

There was two other people, but they were hidden by boy-blue, the streaker, and hood dude. Percy gave the equivalent of a mental shrug as Lady Diana stood up briskly from the couch with a calm expression that spoke that she was anything but that.

"Why did you call us here?" It was boy-blue that spoke. Percy caught movement out the corner of his eye, instincts forcing him to take notice of the small detail. It wasn't a dangerous thing, but it made Percy all the more wary among the people in the room: Connor looked like he wanted to sink into the couch cushions and never come out.

Percy glanced back at boy-blue, his eyebrows shooting up as he looked between the duo. Either Connor had a older looking twin brother or that's his father. The similarities between the two were astonishingly creepy and it made Percy vaguely wonder if he looked like his Dad so much that he was a mini clone.

"I have respected you Batman, for a long time. You are a powerful warrior and quite intelligent." Diana started causing said man to narrow his eyes. Where was all this coming from? "But you have to be the most dense idiot of a man this world has seen!"

Flash snickered at the unexpected turn. Percy tilted his head as he went over the raven haired woman's words. Lady Diana knew Percy, obivously; so how could she consider Man-Bat the densest man in the world? Maybe this lady didn't know him as much as she was portraying.

"As amusing as this is, is there a point to all of us being here?" Hood dude asked as he gestured to himself and the others. It was understandable where he was coming from, everyone had better things they could be doing than standing around to listen to a Amazonian get heated up at a Man-Bat.

"Yes, it is, Arrow. Because this idiotic man, we are going to be six feet under in the next few hours." Lady Diana jabbed a finger towards the dark knight.

"Maybe if you explain to us the whole situation, we could understand the gravity of it all." Boy-blue held out his hands to help emphasize.

"Batman has been holding him under arrest since yesterday for false accusations-"

"He's a terrorist and has been wanted since twelve-"

"He's a hero that has done more than you ev-"

Suddenly, Percy was in Connors position of wanting to sink into the shadows. Why did he always have to be the cause of people arguing? He swallowed as he quickly places a hand on the woman's shoulder. "Lady Diana, there is no need to blow this out of proportion, please."

Maybe interfering was the wrong thing to do, since everyone's attention turned towards himself. The need to curse his luck was arrising quickly, but he pushed it back with vigor. Honestly, why couldn't Lady Diana just allow him to leave? Why drag more people in to complain to?

"You gave him your name?!" It seemed Batman was having his own hysterics as he gave a accusing glare back at Wonder Woman.

"No, I didn't. He already knew it."

That seemed to make the room go even quieter. Percy sighed as he rubbed his hand through his hair. It was clear that the two's conversation was getting nowhere fast. He knew how to fix this issue completely, but he would have rathered let Lady Diana ease this up a bit; after all, she knew these people better than he did.

"Alright, to keep this wonderful conversation from going even further down hill, let me just go home. It would let everyone get back to what they need to do and stop wasting your time."

Maybe it would be best had he stopped trying to help the conversation along, since every time he tried helping, it only got worse.

"Absolutely not. This man has been wanted for the past decade for terrorism. It's our job to keep abominations like him off the streets."

Percy snorted, he couldn't help himself. If the man-bat only knew the kind of 'abomination' he was, this would be a entirely different conversation.

"Aquaman!"

Percy rose a eyebrow at Diana as she sudden barked out the strangest name. What idiot named themselves 'aquaman'? He realized 'seaweed brain' wasn't any better, but it wasn't like he wanted to be called that; maybe this dude didn't want to be called aquaman.

Whatever Percy had been thinking, quickly short circuited out of his mind as Aquaman stepped out from behind Boy-blue. Despite biting his tongue, Percy couldn't stop the fit of laughter he had. It was too good to be true and he wondered if his eyes deceived him.

"Arthur? What in Tartarus name are you wearing?!"

The look on the man's face was priceless as Percy forced himself to stop laughing so hard. The man looked ridiculous in green tight like pants and orange scaled shirt accompanied by trident. Percy remembered Tyson giving him a full detailed report on the weapon when they traveled around the seas. Poseidon had asked the Cyclops to forge a trident for him to entrust an individual with, this includes looking after a small part of the kingdom. Unlike Poseidons trident, which is made of celestial bronze and stygian iron, Aquamans was built from admantine and gifted the user several abilities.

"I-um..wa.."

Batman didn't get the chance to have a stroke that another hero's identity was revealed and Diana didn't get the chance to question the blonde, as Aquamans face turned a bright red that rivaled Flashs suit. It was hilarious to Percy as the older man started to gap like a fish out of water and the irony of it all was spectacular in its own way. Khaldur felt his skin prickle as he took a few steps forward, ready to aid his king however he needed, but he was completely lost when his mentor was suddenly down on his knees... like... bowing?

"F-forgive me, my Lord." Aquamans beloved trident was placed recklessly in the floor making Khaldur frown.

"What is with you people and bowing? Does it look like I am Zeus?" Percys question was completely ignored as he ranted under his breath about 'strange people'.

"Perseus... Jackson..." Khaldur mumbled as he scanned the other boy, "...as in survivor of tartarus... Retriever of the golden fleece... Defeater of monsters... Defeated of Ares, kronos, setne, Hyperion... Retrieved the master bolt...retrieved the helm of darkness... Savior of Artemis ... The savior of Olympus..."

Percy wasn't even listening to the teen ramble on as he was to busy trying to drag up the blonde Atlantian to his feet.

"The son of Poseidon, that Perseus Jackson?!" Khaldur's eyes widened to the comical size of golf balls as he was quick to join the other male in the floor.

Lady Diana grinned at the sight as the boy finally realized the warrior among them, now if everyone else could.

Percy huffed as he crossed his arms, no matter what anyone said, he was not pouting, honestly. "Why in tartarus are you two bowing? This is the third time today and it starting to get very out of hand."

Flash looked around to see if anyone else was understanding what was happening, but apparently everyone was at a loss. "Can someone narrate this please?"