The World was at risk once more and he was called to fight for it again. Percy Jackson has outlived two wars; What can another one do to him.
PERCY JACKSON AND AVENGERS COSSOVER
age au (pjo)
avengers assemble (set)
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POWER.
It can consume anyone with its delicious intent of glory. The vines circle around you giving you power and responsibility which chained you down like a prisoner but the urges of such thoughts and whispers send messes with you mentally and making believable that you're weightless. That you can soar and take whatever in your grasp and crush it. Yet, Percy has learned to overcome such impulses. He will never let power consume him like how it did to many others. He'll be the one to lift such a curse off his hands and beat such wickedness. Just like how his son would have wanted him to.
The little ball of morning rain would gleam and laugh talking about all the adventures and good Perseus's powers can do. One day he would complete all the ideas the little one had said, doing what his child cannot. Hopefully one day, Percy can see his child once again. But for now, they'll be separated for a long time...
"Percy, Now!"
Like the hiss of a serpent, the water roared to life as Percy had grabbed ahold of it. The gallons that have fallen off the side seemed to sliver their way back to form a giant void of collision behind the demigod. His veins seem to glow in a humming tune, one unnoticed by the champion. Percy's eyes stayed trained onto the destroyed propeller and as he tensed up the demigod commanded the water around him to chain around the area, consuming the propeller in its wraith. The water becomes an upside-down waterfall making momentum through his classes to keep the side upright. He just had to hold onto it long enough for the others to fix the fourth propellor. Until then Percy let the world around him consume his breath as he focused on saving everyone on the Aircraft. His eyes closed and scrunched under the pressure of power he had to use, his body tensed and seemed to sturdy itself as if it was holding up a tower from crushing himself.
His feet were planted unmovingly, hands raised and dropped slowly in a circle as he kept the water moving around the aircraft. He was in his element, letting the was move uncontrollable but contained, kept them in a certain area yet let them gush and roar lively around like the living element it is.
But, he needed more... His powers thirst for more of it's element and soon while the champion of the heavens focused on lifting the weight of all who stood, clouds started to unform. Water from the sky started to sliver towards Percy and wrap around him like snakes before joining in lifting the propeller. The aircraft was finally balancing once more. Percy continued his mission and as more of his power started to release out his body became to glow in a gold hue. Something that had happened once before.
Annabeth watched in awe as Percy started to lift the aircraft, but that soon turned into agony as she watches the demigod closely. With his eyes closed and hands wavering around the water like magic the gold hue that started to expand out of him struck her heart. She remembers that hue, once from a long time ago on the day they lost a dear friend. This time the glow seemed to make a form around Percy. Back then she thought it was just grief playing tricks on her, bet seeing the glow growl around him and chain its way into the water, it was no mistake. He was blessed once more with an unruly task. The blessing of the Olympians has been bestowed on him.
