Now that I've gotten the kinks out, imma do someone else's POV, just because. Also, Sadie and Carter might make an appearance in the story once I'm done reading the crossover series with the Kane Chronicles and all that Jaz (if anyone got the pun, plz tell moi.)
Ok? ok.
HERE GOESSSSSSS
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Tony Stark P.O.V (First Person)
I almost spat my coffee on Natasha when Percy asked his question. First thing, I wake up on the couch, my eye hurting. I look around and see no sign of that Percy anywhere. To make matters worse, Point Break (or his new nickname, Mr. Fangirl...I'm losing my touch...) and his brother were out. Like, they weren't here.
Anyway, I walk into the kitchen, washed my hands, and being the genius I am, decided to make an omelet and get some coffee. So, to season my perfectly normal egg dish, I tried to shake some pepper on to it. The pepper was clogged so I had to remove the top of it...the top was stuck.
I managed to the tug the top off, but my hand ended up hitting my bruised eye just due to the sheer amount of force. It. Hurt. Being the strongest Avenger, I did what was most reasonable - I screamed, just slightly. I'm not a wimp.
I woke up the rest of my sleeping teammates just in time for some thudding in Percy's room. I might not have known Percy for too long, but I realized that the Living Room was the safest place for me to be if Percy was back.
Just when I sat on the couch with my coffee, Percy speed-walked inside, two of his friends after him. One was the creepy cousin we had met before and the other was a punk looking chick wearing a 'Death to Barbie' t-shirt. They looked pretty mad, which confused me just as much as it did the others.
I wanted to say something as Percy and his friends screamed at each other, but I figured my coffee would get cold. Of course, I had to turn my head when Percy said that he wasn't someone's type, but the moment I really payed attention was when Percy hit his head and knocked himself out.
I snickered at him, and we waited for him to wake up. After an hour, I started to get worried. I tried to make my way to him but the farthest I could go was behind his cousins. They wouldn't let me wake him up. Nico, I think his name was, stared at Percy, wide eyed. He whispered something to the punk chick, who just nodded slowly.
After a couple of hours, Percy jolted awake, a little sweat on his forehead. Before the Avengers could even get near him, Percy's friends tackled him, and everything went as follows. The gods coming in, breaking my window, knocking out Clint, yada yada yada.
Then, Percy asked his question, leading me to say once again, I almost spat my coffee at Natasha. Prophecies? Who was this kid kidding? He might have had a weird record that had a lot of 'wrong place at the wrong time' instances, but this, was even ridiculous for him.
I wanted to laugh, but when Percy faced me with a dead serious expression on his face, I gulped down my coffee and stared at him. I let out a nervous laugh, "You can't be serious. I mean, everyone know that prophesies are parts of myths. They're not real."
Percy rolled his eyes, "As a person who's been in more than one prophecy, I highly doubt that they're not real."
I felt my eyes turn into saucers. How had this kid been in prophesies? Before I could ask him, Cap beat me to it, "What do you mean?"
Percy sighed and pulled up a chair from the kitchen counter, "I'm not human." He shot a look at all of us, "But, that doesn't mean I'm going to tell you who I am. By the time I tell you some things about my life, you should be able to figure it out. If you don't, then, good for me. If you do, then you have to swear not to tell anyone. The government should know nothing about this."
Cap stepped up and studied Percy, "Are you some kind of military experiment? An alien?"
Percy and his friends laughed, "I wish," Nico said.
Thor and Loki snickered, and Natasha walked up to them, "If you know something..."
They held up their hands in defense and Thor answered, "We swore an oath never to tell anyone about Perseus and his friends. It's his story to tell."
Natasha growled. I couldn't speak and neither could Bruce. Clint was still woozy so he wouldn't have much of a reaction until later. Percy kept a thin lipped expression his face, "I've been in multiple prophecies." He gestured to his cousins, "They haven't been in too many, but they've through just as much as me. Nico more. He's fifteen and the world hates him."
They laughed as is they shared a private joke before Percy continued, "There was another prophecy issued, and I'm convinced that you guys are part of it. There's going to be another war, and you guys play an important role."
Clint, who was holding head and following along, asked, "Another war? Haven't we been through one already? Isn't one enough?"
Percy grimaced and Three Musketeers shared a solemn look, "We've been through two. Two wars. Too many deaths."
I was already speechless, and the fact that these three kids had been through two wars before they hit 20, made me want to faint. And no. It's not dramatic.
"Two wars, Perce?" Peter asked, quietly. I'd almost forgotten that he was next to me.
We all looked over to him. His eyebrows were furrowed in concentration before he glared at Percy. It wasn't a harsh glare. It was more of a, 'How come you didn't tell me this before?' kind of glare. Percy glanced at Bruce, "Bruce knows that I have proof. He's seen the proof."
Nico and the other girl grit their teeth, but Percy just sighed, "It doesn't matter now. What matters is that you know. You know now. Great." He got up, "Imma go sleep."
The girl gripped Percy's shoulders and shoved him back down, "We have to tell them about our powers, Percy."
Peter's eyes lit up, seemingly forgetting about the whole two war thing, "What powers?"
Nico smirked, "I control skeletons and can travel through shadows."
I held onto the sofa, "Okay...So let me get this straight first. We're all in a prophecy. You've fought two wars. And Nico can control death."
The girl snickered, "If could control death, then I'm the queen of England."
Percy snorted, "Keep dreaming Thalia."
Thalia rolled her, "But yeah, Stark, is it? You got it. As for me, I can control lightning and I'm wicked good with a bow and arrow."
Peter and Clint grinned. I wanted to grin too, but the information was a little overwhelming, I have to say. Percy clapped his hand, "Well, that's great and all, but I gotta get to bed. So-"
Clint cut him off, "Don't even try to leave. You roped us into this mess, the least you could do is tell us what you can do."
Percy glared at him, "Fine. I can, control water, poison, blood, any other liquid, can cause hurricanes, floods, small tsunamis if I tried, earthquakes, and can vapor travel. Any questions?"
We all blinked at him, and Percy just shrugged, "Okay, I guess. No questions. Imma sleep. Nico and Thalia are crashing with me. Later guys."
Then I fainted.
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HOW WAS IT?!
Hopefully you guys liked it! I'm not that great at Tony's POV, but I tried.
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