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I huffed, how long were they going to keep me in here?
I knew I should have just shadow travelled back inside Camp but I couldn't help it, I was weary and exhausted from fighting in the battle and Shadow Travelling Percy everywhere that I accidentally missed my mark by a few meters at least I didn't end up in China this time but right now I wish I had
I am going to raise Tartarus on Percy if he survives the Drama Queen
The door to the interrogation room swung open and in walked a woman with striking red hair and a frown that looked like it's where nearly all of the time was etched on her face and her arms were crossed across her chest as she studied me, her green eyes cold and calculating, much like Annabeth's grey ones were when she was in battle or thinking about something. I hope Percy has found out information on Annabeth for both their but when I get my hands on him he's going to pay for this
"What's your name?" Red states calmly
I glare in response and see her jaw jump in annoyance and what was that...Fear? Flash through her eyes. Why the hades (sorry dad) was this woman scared of me? But before I could ask the fear in her eyes was gone and replaced by a stoic expression
"I will not ask you again; what is your name"
Again I said nothing only folding my hands over my chest and staring down at the handcuffs they had put me in. I was too tired to try and break out of them, I was barely staying awake as it was all I wanted to do was close my eyes and go back to sleep to try and get my energy a little higher
A loud thud on the metal table made my eyes snap open once more as I jerk back in my seat catching me from going back to sleep "Oh I'm sorry," Red sneered coldly her tone showing that she wasn't sorry in the slightest "Am I keeping you up, I do apologise. I guess killing more than two dozen people dressed up in costume has that affect on you, wouldn't you say Neeks"
This time I snapped "Never call me Neeks got that?" I glare at her and she shrinks back
But like before Red quickly recovered and pursued the next question "You didn't seem upset when Percy Jackson called you that; so why get upset when I call you it?" I knew what she was trying to do: She was trying to get under my skin and it was working. Maybe if I wasn't so tired I would've fought longer and harder but at this point, I didn't care -- all I needed was sleep and Will
"Percy's different" I state tiredness was the only emotion lacing my tone
"Different how?" She pressed further
I wanted to lose it then and perhaps I might have if there hadn't been a flash of light and next thing I know I'm on Olympus surrounded by the twelve gods of the council, my father and Hestia. I didn't notice the other people who had been flashed in behind me all I saw was Percy, my younger/older cousin staring numbly at the floor his nails bitten to stubs and his windswept raven hair looking even more windswept from the number of times he had probably run his hands through it
It took Percy a minute to notice I had been flashed in, but he slowly turned around his eyes looked broken and tired -- tired of all of this fighting, quests and wars -- but at the same time he had a determined look to his face
He slowly walked towards me and wrapped his arms around me and in that moment I understood perfectly what the gods had said to him: Percy Jackson twice saviour of Olympus had to go on yet another quest "It's okay" I whisper to him hoping he got the meaning behind my words but yet he held such a determined look of his face it overpowered any desire he might have had to break down
Suddenly a voice broke up this family moment "What is going on here?" The one in the Tin suit said and I turned fully around to see all five people who had to kidnap both me and Percy in the throne room with us
"Quiet mortal!" Zeus snapped and for once I agreed with Zeus then he turned to Hestia "Where are Thor and Wanda Maximoff?" He not so nicely asked
"What?" Tinman shrieked "How do you know about Witch Girl and The God of Poptarts?"
At the use of one of the Tinman's nicknames for what I presume was one of his teammates I glance at Percy, who was staring straight ahead looking at the statue of Hazel Levesque, my half-sister a statute made after the Giant War to honour all of the fallen heroes that died trying to protect Olympus from Gaia and I know that Percy and the rest of the seven used to call Haze 'Witch girl' because of her ability to summon jewels from the earth
Before Zeus could tell Tin to shut it again, the doors of the throne room open again and in walked a tall guy with shoulder-length blonde hair and a red cape and he was clutching onto a hammer and I almost instantly figured out he was a Norse demigod of some sort because of his chest plate of amour and the girl had just a little bit longer than shoulder length brown hair and she wore a red jacket and brown slightly heeled boots
"Thor? You work with them?" Percy asked after a minute his voice breaking slightly
"Indeed I do Lord Percy I'm sorry I couldn't show myself earlier but the wish you made forbade me to do so" Thor explained glumly hanging his head in shame and I was about to ask what wish Percy made but Hestia's innocent voice stopped me
"My child," Hestia says warmly looking at the girl in the red jacket "My how fast you have grown! Oh and dear I'm sorry to hear about your brother"
"It's alright Lady Hestia" The girl replied her Russian accent thick
Her life force is too weak to be a demigod but she definitely has some kind of magic running through her veins so maybe she is a Legacy and how Hestia spoke to her, that girl is a Legacy of Hestia
"What is going on here?" All of the mortals in the room exclaimed, utterly confused
"How much do you know about Greek Mythology...?" Percy asked the mortals
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Crumble | Percy Jackson x Avengers
FanfictionPercy Jackson has been through a lot, two wars and he was barely eighteen both wars took their toll on the young hero but the war with Gaia was especially tolling for the demigod. As all of the seven except Percy tragically loosing their lives So...
