The Daughter of Hades (Avengers/Percy Jackson Crossover)

Ch. 2: Celebrity and an Alley

((Hey guys its Kisa hope you enjoy the chapter ^-^))

Years have passed since I have been abandoned in front of that small shop in New York where I met Uncle Ares. And since then I have found myself back in an orphanage. At least I now know some can and will actually like me. I am told I am extremely gifted even though I have ADHD and dyslexia.

At age thirteen I graduated from that cursed place called high school. Right now I am sixteen and really into learning about Greece though I have always been into it I never actually did full researches on it. It seems I can read Greek as well. Guess that is the only thing I can actually say, thank you to my dyslexic problem. Recently I have been reading up on the gods. I really found it weird when I found out the god of war had the same name as Uncle Ares. Maybe his mom was really into the Greeks and knew her son will be an absolute menace to society. I don't really know. But it is still weird.

At the moment, I have a bigger problem than just trying to figure why Uncle Ares has the same name as the god of war. I am getting kicked out of the orphanage. Why does everyone hate me so much?! That little- Ugh! That one girl Jamie blamed me for setting half the orphanage on fire when I know they all know that I was at my small part-time job at this cafe' called "Mack's Cafe" in downtown. So I now have to live on the streets. Oh the joy! I wonder if I'm going to get mugged in the process. That will just make everything even greater! You know that and why not throw in getting me fired from my nice solid job? Eh? How does that sound Life?

Ok when I said 'why not get me fired from my job' I was JOKING. So help me. Give me back my job before I imagine ripping through your neck! Grr. So yeah no home or a job. I really wish I could stay with uncle Ares but he says it's a really bad idea. And that he lives quite a ways away from where I am used to being at or something along those lines. So yeah. Wonder what else life will do to me oh so unfairly. *sigh* Whelp best look for a nice alleyway to call my home before I am left with one that is in a really bad part of town... life sucks right now. Wait my life was never actually good from the start out. Gee wonder what I did to make it hate me soooo much.

Turning down an alleyway that I have decided to be my new home for the time being. I sat down, but sadly my short lived bittersweet look back on my life was to be cut off by...well I seemed to be blocking the path for a high speeding piece of machinery. In other words I just got in the way of the infamous Iron man aka multibillionaire playboy Tony Stark. Then just my luck somehow ended up in his playboy arms high up in the sky. Oh the joy.

Yeah no. This needs to end now. "Um hey there Mr. Stark can you please let me down. I am already in a bad dilemma so I would rather not be about two hundred feet from the ground." I stated quite flatly. He seemed to look over at me and mockingly think about what I stated. " You know many women would be overjoyed about this type of situation." Oh how touché. "Well most don't get blamed for setting fire to the orphanage then getting kicked out of said building when everyone knows who actually did it. Then life decides to fire me from my steady job that I have been working at for a little over two years for someone who doesn't have any experience! So yeah I'm not like most. So I just recommend you to put me down when you can! Wait you know what I'll just get off here see ya playboy." I said quite bitterly. And with that I hopped out of his arms. Leaving the multibillionaire shell-shocked.

Half way down to the ground it seems something or should I say someone decided to stop my free falling. Looking over my shoulder I spotted the culprit. "Why didn't you just let me continue my falling? I have been pushed off a three story building and come out of it unscathed. This wouldn't even hurt." Starks mask suddenly came off partly. Where I can see his funny looking dumbfounded face. "Wait wait first no one should jump from approximately 300 feet and survive unscathed. Now then I'm taking you to my tower to see if when I ran into you, you ended up hitting your head on something. Now then no struggle please." Tch. I don't have time for this but I guess it couldn't hurt. "Fine." "Good, now if I remember correctly before your attempt of suicide. You said something about you not having a place to live or a job. And so maybe I can hook you up with a job and place for you to stay. All you have to tell me is your name." Looking at him with my own dumbfounded face. I asked something oh so educational. "What? Um well my name is Raven Wolf. How the heck are you going to give me a place to stay and a steady job with just the knowledge of my name? And if you get me a hooker's job I will break into Stark industries and beat your ass. I don't care if you're Iron Man or a Multi-Billionaire I WILL beat you into a bloody pulp." It seems he perfectly believed me on that one, since he both paled and had some sweat gliding from his forehead. "Okay then no worries on that one.....Hey Jarvis? Run data on the name Raven Wolf. Tell me anything and everything you can find on her." Wow right here playboy. Right here. "Yes sir, It states Raven Wolf is originally from California. It also states her mother died from childbirth so she immediately was sent to the orphanage. One of the owners took her from age six and left her here in New York ever since. She then was registered to one of New York's orphanages. In school her GPA almost succeeds your own. And she is quite capable in fighting both with all types of weapons to hand-to-hand combat. Her mother is deceased and Father is unknown. Anything else you require me to do sir?" The British program said not saying all but most of my life in a few simple sentences. Stark seemed to completely ignore my furious glare and continue to talk to the computer. "I see. Interesting...Very interesting. And yes one last thing contact S.H.I.E.L.D. that I have a possible new recruit for them. Send a file of her and a message. And if I can I'll come with her later today." Stark said broadly. "Yes sir." The British sounding computer then stopped it's yapping about my horrid life. Then Stark suddenly turned to look at me. "Well if everything goes well you can become a part of shield lucky you. Now let's get you and your damaged head to my building."

Oh this was such a beautiful day. I wonder what S.H.I.E.L.D. is though. Meh. Right now I should just worry about this idiot. I wonder if life will get better from now on though. But with my luck might just get even worse though...

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