(Fem.)Percy Meets Avengers

Guinea Pig and The Hawklings

It's been a few days since that little incident with Rachel. At least so I'm told. I woke up an hour ago.

  Luckily the Mist covered up the majority of it from what I can tell.

   Unfortunately they still remember the prophecies. As noted by Natasha's first question.

    "Why were you so affected by those things?"

    "Because I've heard them before and bad things happened." I sat up.

    Most of them were here. By them I mean the Avengers.

  And by most I mean Wanda, Natasha, Steve, Tony and Vision.

   "Well. That kinda freaked us out." Steve said slowly.

    I was about to respond when a phone rang. Natasha pulled hers out and answered it.

    "Hey Clint. Yeah, we can come. But Jackson is coming with us." She pauses as Clint talks back to her.

    "Okay. We're on our way." She ended the call. "Come on. Barton wants us at you know where."

    Everyone nodded their heads. Wanda pulled me up.

  "Where are we going?" I asked quietly.

    "To go see Clint. Oh and don't be surprised." Wanda answered my question as we walked down the hall.

      What would I be surprised by?

    "Great. Just great." I sighed looking at our transport.

     "Just get in." Natasha pulled me in. I sat next to Wanda.

   As the plane took off I gripped the armrests.

    "Scared of flying?" Wanda asked. But not mockingly. Sincerely.

    I shook my head. "I'm fine with flying if I'm not enclosed in a metal death trap. And actually my grandparents died in an airplane accident."

     She nodded. Lightning flashed beside the plane.

    Oh stop Drama King. I'm not enjoying this at all. Plus not bothering me includes blasting me out of the sky.

Thunder rumbled as if disappointed.

   "That was strange." Steve commented. If only you knew Steve.

    "Approaching destination. ETA two minutes." Tony said. He decided to fly with us.

I believe it was because he didn't want anything to happen to his plane/jet/whatever this thing is.

    "Okay what would I be surprised by?" I couldn't help it. I'm curious.

     "We are here!" Tony announced.

    The hatch lowered revealing a country farmhouse.

    "Come on! Whatcha waiting for?" Wanda pulled me out.

    Clint came running over, followed by two kids. One was a boy around nine, maybe. The other was a girl around six.

    (I have no idea how old they are. Let's just go with this)