Revenge (Percy Jackson/Avengers Crossover)

Chapter 6

STEVE POV

Authors Note : Hi guys! :) I updated some of the chapters cause I wasn't satisfied with them! Happy reading! Nothing belongs to me.

When Natasha called them, she didn't seem like herself, she sounded half tired, half annoyed and most confusingly, she sounded surprised. She didn't even explain the situation she was in, as if she didn't want to talk it over the phone. All she said was, "Get here now." She didn't even say why.

So when we went into the Quinjet and started flying towards the coordinates. I expected a small car crash, heck I even expected, there was some traffic and they couldn't get to Stark Tower and they needed transport. But what I didn't expect was silence. The usually buzzing streets of New York were silent.

Tony got up from his seat and started drinking alcohol from his cup, and he continued to look outside the window. As we got closer to the coordinates all I could see was dust. As the dust started to clear, I could hear the beeping alarm on some car. I hear Tony suck in his breath. The ground was littered with golden dust and dead robot bodies. Smoke came from a collapsed building. It looked like one side of the building was completely ripped off, a desk was dangling from the side and papers was floating through the hole. Debris scattered around the building. There was also a huge crate with smoke rising from it. I felt a pang in my heart. I hope they were alright.

"They're there!" Tony said,

I turn to look at where Tony was pointing.

At first, I couldn't see anything, but as the debris and dust started to part, I see tiny figures standing there.

I felt the Quinjet turn and start to land. dust once again starts to fly until all I could see outside the window is dust.

The back door started to open. Tony rushed outside.

"Oh my gosh! What happened?" Tony said, as he ran towards the teens.

"Some attack." Percy said, his brows furrowed, like he was in deep thinking. A slight frown on his lips. Attack? How are they not harmed!?

I looked at Thor, he had slight smile on his lips and a dreamy look. His hammer on the ground, already forgotten. He looked like he might faint.

Natasha wasn't far from that. She had a large gash on her hand, blood from the wound stained her shirt. Even though she was half unconscious, she was still able to keep a surprised look on her face. Which was really surprising since she was a spy and she was half unconscious.

"Come on. Lets take you back to Stark tower." Clint said, worry in his eyes.

"And get a check up." Bruce murmured, when he saw the state they were in. I looked at Leo. His shirt was ripped apart, and was drenched in blood, but there was no wound.

I narrowed my eyes, who were these kids. I looked at Clint to see what he thought but he was too busy worrying over Natasha.

Clint carried Natasha bridesmaid style back into the Quinjet.

When Percy saw the Quinjet, he paled immensely

"Nope," He said, "Not happening! I don't fly."

Clint turns around and he said, "It's safe, I promise."

He shook his head again and said. "Nope. Not going."

I stared at him. Then it occurred to me. "You are afraid of heights, aren't you?"

"No!" He defended. "Well, maybe a little. I mean, I can stand heights, just not flying."

Thor seems to finally snap out of his trance, and said, "Do not fret, young hero, I shall protect you in the skies."