Percy Jackson and the Avengers

Getting the First Piece...is that much Harder

I find the picture so, so adorable!

Hey guys! How's life? Mine's been pretty hectic, but it's been good. I've been juggling a lot of writing and homework, but it's fine! I also published a one-shot book on my profile.

Anyway! Here's the psych fact of the day: Your favorite song is your favorite because you associate an emotional event with it.

Okay! I've experienced this one multiple times. Every time I listen to a specific song, I always have an emotional attachment to it. I mean, I once had this whole "Lost Boy" phase. I felt alone, and that song made me feel so good. It just made me want to fly away to Neverland, make endless memories, and stay young and happy forever.

But yeah. I agree with that fact. So, are you guys ready for a new chapter with Percy and the others? Yeah, me too! Let's go!

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Percy Jackson P.O.V (First Person)

We walked through the doors of DOA records and were immediately met with the frigid air and the new decoration. Everyone stared at Nico, who looked right at home. He shrugged, "Decorating isn't my forte. Besides, the entrance to the Underworld has to look gloomy. It's part of the aesthetic."

Nico had helped decorate the so called 'lobby' of the record company. It was mainly just a damp, dimly lit hallway. The walls were made of crumbling, black bricks that were encased in vines. The roof was dripping water onto the floor, making an odd splash noise that sent shivers up my spine. I shuddered and Nico smirked, leading the way.

Natasha and Clint followed close behind him, claiming they would protect him in case of any monster attacks. But, I had a feeling that the place brought back too many bad memories for them. I looked to Thalia, who was too busy fiddling with a particular silver arrow. It didn't look like one of her own, so I wondered where she got it from.

Steve was looking around in awe. As a Christian, all this talk about ancient Greek gods had been taking a toll on him. He looked like he wanted to question all his beliefs, but thought against it. I walked up to him.

I studied him, "You know, even if your Christian, that doesn't mean you can't believe in other gods. I mean, Nico's a Catholic, and just look at him."

Steve watched Nico answer questions about the Underworld as Nat and Clint pestered him. He looked quite annoyed, but I saw a smirk play at his lips. Steve sighed, "It's a lot, I'm not going to lie. All my life, I've believed that there was only one god. And here I find that there's whole pantheons of gods that exist. And I'm related to the king of them all!"

I chuckled, "It's fine. It can be a lot, but you learn to get used to it."

He kept looking around, "I hope so."

I smiled and walked over to Loki, who was trying to get his magic to work. He groaned, and I raised an eyebrow, "What's going on?"

He glared at me, "The Underworld shuts down my powers. Courtesy of my daughter, Hel. She holds quite a grudge - especially when you win a game of charades."

I blinked, "What is with everyone and games? Honestly, you should play normally for once. Without stakes." I shook my head. "What does the game have anything to do with your powers?"

He sighed, "She made my powers null in the Underworld. Or anywhere where the dead reside. The only spell I can use is a shield, and we already have someone who uses an oversized dinner plate. So, I'm basically useless here."

I looked down in thought, "Well, Cap can only protect one person at a time using his shield. But your daughter never said anything on how big the shield you create can be, right? You can protect everyone using it."