Percy is haunted by the deaths of everyone. Geae went back to sleep. The cost? The death of the seven, except for Percy.
Fury is astonished the file of Perseus Achilles Jackson is full, but empty. He assembles the avengers to detain him.
I own only...
I am exiting Stark Tower and heading towards a cafe when I enter a side street and turn around, open my mouth "Come out, I know you're there, you could have just asked I think this person would be glad to meet you"
I walk up a stairwell, look under the cactus pot, pull out the key, walk in, go into messy art room and there I see a redheaded girl with a paint brush on both her ears, one in her mouth and the last one in her hand, but there in a jar full of them next her. Her jeans have paint splatter on them, a blue jumper on and paint on her face.
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"Rachel" I, she puts down her paint brushes and attempts to hug me, but I stop away. "I think it's safer for my clothes if you don't"
She laughs, then she turns to the others "Rachel Elizabeth Dare" puts her hand out, when she reaches Tony "I already met you Mr. Stark, you were maybe slightly tipsy so you won't remember me. It's a mystery why Percy hangs with you."
"For the fame she means, I just hate attention." I glare at her "And I thought that piece of information was between me and her"
She laughs "Oh, yes" and laughs again. "I guess you aren't here so I can paint the Avengers."
I rub the back of my head. "Well... Not exactly, I am here to see the other you so I can save camp from a lot of suffering...Again."
She glares at me "It wasn't your fault, stop blaming yourself!!!"
She turns to the Avengers "If you ever see him worse you MUST call his cousins, they will whip him into shape, right away"
"You wouldn't"
"You know me"
"Alright, alright." I put my hands up in sign of defeat. "Now can I get a prophecy, so I can just go home?"
