Percy's POV
I sat in an interrogation room, alone. I kept thinking about my dream. This was on thing I saw. I never expected that it would come while I'm waiting for someone to come in. I came in on mutual terms, so they didn't handcuff me. I tap my fingers on the desk impatiently. After about an hour (okay, five minutes) the red head came in. She sat down across from me. "Hi. I'm Natasha, I work with the Avengers." "I'm Percy. I don't have a job." "So let's get to the point. Who do we have to fight that will destroy the world?" I look her straight in the eyes. "The Assassin."
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Too Late (A Percy Jackson Crossover)
Fanfiction"So let's get to the point. Who do we have to fight that will destroy the world?" I look her straight in the eyes. "The Assassin." Assassin, as far as Percy is concerned, is crazy. Nuts. Out of the loop. Anabeth, as far as Percy is concerned, is lyi...
