Nephew of Stark (Percy Jackson cross avengers fan fiction)

Torture in its most terrifying form

I freeze, this was deffinitly not what I had on the agenda.

"A- a what?!" I ask, Clint looks at me like I'm stupid.

"A check up." He says more slowly.

I look around nervously for an escape, but the elevator had just left carrying Nico.

"How about we miss out on the check up hey?" I laugh nervously.

"Percy you need to have a check up." Steve says, "your files dont have a record of any doctors appoitments after the age of 12."

"I have a fear of doctors." I lie weakly.

"Dont worry, its just Bruce and he's more of a scientist then a actual doctor." Clint tried to make me feel better. I felt myself pale even more.

Steve walks over the lift and presses one of the buttons.

A minute later a ding sounds and the elevator doors open.

Steve and Clint guide me into the small space, unaware of the battle happening in my head.

It would be so easy to just vapour travel away and never see any of these guys again, but that puts the whole demigod population at risk of discovery.

The other options I had were to either use the mist, which I am terrible at, tell them of my adventures... or lie.

The elevator doors opened, I hadn't actually realised that the elevator had moved.

Steve and Clint lead me down the corridor to the 4th door on the left.

It opens to reveal a large lab. I begin to sweat nervously. Why in the name of sanity, did my uncle have to be a multimillionaire, superhero? I mean, I've already got enough 'family issues' to last a life time, one more might push me over the edge.

Bruce is sitting behind one of the many touchscreen computers, looking at something probably very interesting for anyone who enjoyed sciency things.

He glances up at us, then jumps to his feet, "Percy, your here! Then we can get started. You two can go."

"See ya, Percy." Clint gave a little wave before the two of them left the room.

"So Percy, if you could just go and sit on that table, that would be great." Bruce picked up a clipboard, as I did what I was told.

"So what it has down is that you are ADHD and Dyslexic, anything else I need to know?" Bruce asked, looking at me straight in the eye.

"I don't like doctors?" I say nervously.

"Lucky Im not a doctor then." Bruce grins at me, but it does nothing to settle my nerves, the point that I had no idea how I was going to explain my scars, and, not that I hold it against him, but Bruce could turn into a big green rage monster at any given moment was not something I could just settle down about.

"Okay so I'm going to say a word, and your going to say the first word that comes to your head, okay?"

All I could do was nod, too nervous to reply properly.

"Blue."

"Cookies!" I smile at the memory of my mum making cookies for me, although my happiness is quickly turned to sadness as my head registers the fact that mum wasn't going to make blue cookies anymore, she wasn't here to.

"Sunrise."

"Apollo." I say, Bruce looks at me strangely but continues.

"Maze."

"Labyrinth."

"Pine tree."

"Thalia"

"Sea."

"Poseidon"

"gods?"

"trouble." I hear thunder clap in the distance ad know that they had hear me.

"stapler."

"Jason." I start to laugh.

Oh gods I miss them.

Bruce patiently waits for me to finish laughing before continuing.

"Hell."

I freeze, memories of Annabeth and my time in Tartarus rush back to me in a wave of torture. Bruce waits patiantly for me to reply, but when it becomes obvious I'm not going to, he jots something down on the notepad he was holding and clears his throat.

"So thats all I can really do about that so now I'm just going to check how you are, do some blood tests and see if your physically healthy." I nod in understanding, thankfully he didn't say anything about my mental health.

"Cool, I don't have to take my shirt of do I?" I ask.

"Not right now, later you may need to remove your shirt." He replies, I try to hide how nervous I am. Bruce walks over to his desk and brings out some needles.

5 needles later Bruce pulls out a stethoscope. "Ill need you to remove your shirt now." He says.

I wince. "Can we miss out on this one... please." I ask, Bruce just shook his head and motions for me to get moving.

Hesitantly I remove my shirt and look down. Surprisingly there is no gasp in surprise, I frown and look up. Bruce shows no signs that there is anything out of the ordinary about my back and torso which are covered in scars. I look down at my torso to see no scars. mist.

Thank you Hecate!

Bruce did the usual things, checked my heartbeat in all the different places, and wrote it all down.

"Thats about all, thank you for your cooperation Percy." Bruce smiles at me, and I return it with a goofy grin.

"Its all good, Doc." I jump off the bench where I had been seated and leave the room.

I walk straight to the kitchen to see Clint and Tony sitting in front of the TV playing Mario kart, with a bucket of KFC between them.

I creep up behind - not that it was hard, I doubt they would would notice if a dragon crashed in through the window, they were so into their game - and snatch the box of chicken from the two of them and plop myself down on the other couch. Meanwhile Tony and Clint had jumped to their feet and zeroed in on me.

"Percy! I've lost the game now!" Tony frowns at Mario who is now idling on the side of the track.

I grin and shrug my shoulders. "I'm a growing man, I need my food!" Although my thoughts were occupied of my mum, Annabeth, Jason and everyone else I had lost.
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