(Book 1) The Wolf Avenger (A Percy Jackson and Avengers Crossover)

Chapter 8- Right Paw Dog

The first thing I felt was poking and prodding and I opened my eyes and glared at the offending hand. I felt the hands stiffen and stop but they were still, what seemed like, drawing my blood and I hate it because the skin around it felt weird and like it was trying to close the skin.

Overall, it was very awkward and uncomfortable. The only reason I wasn't snapping my hand at them was because Steve was petting me while talking to Peggy about something, about something.

I watched as Steve stood up and started to head downstairs to talk to the men that were talking to Howard. Slowly standing up the first thing I noticed was that I had gotten just a bit, just a bit larger.

...So when I say just a bit it felt like my shoulders were just a little bit more stiffer and more muscle than before. It was also the fact I felt a little bit taller to, as I looked down into the metal table I was on I noticed that my silver-sea green eyes now with flecks of blue in my eyes, probably from whatever spilled on me.

I look back up and see that Peggy was looking down at the conversation that Steve went to be included in. Moving, I was a bit glad that she was still near the table as I made my nose go under her hand so it was now resting on top of my head.

It was a silent demand to be pet. She looked over at me and after careful evaluation started to pet me, at first slow and hesitant but as it went on and I moved toward the hand it became just a tad faster and less hesitant.

Then she rubbed under my chin and I melted into her hand as my eyes flew shut and I mewed almost like a kitten. I heard a coo and saw that Peggy was happy making me feel happy.

When she looked back over toward Steve she slowly, ever so slowly stopped and picked me up after a moment (though I could tell she was having a bit of trouble because of the height gain) as we started to head down the stairs.

They started to talk about Hydra and for a moment I thought they knew about Greek Mythology but then it didn't sound like it, that and I wasn't paying much attention (well that was a bit of a lie) and watched Steve looked a bit distraught when the guy who seemed as stiff as a board and a tone of voice that wanted me to just scratch the side of a chalkboard so it would drown it out and maybe make him nicer.

The last guy that was leaving was nice though, and recommend something to Steve that Steve really wanted. Squirming a little bit I felt Peggy set me down before I ran to Steve and placed my two paws on his leg.

"You're little friend can help as well." The guy said just before placing the hat on his head and starting to go.

"You wanna help?" Steve asked after a moment as he pet my head. Truthfully, I did. Anyone would really but what I really wanted was to watch Steve's back because he was my friend and friends watch each others back.

The next thing I knew Steve was in some ridiculous outfit practically dancing like a monkey. I was off to the side thankfully, they said that I needed to be trained to do the routines (even though they were really easy to remember) and get use to the people before helping him out.

But I felt bad for him, especially when most of the men watching just wanted to see the girls in the too short skirts and skin showing.

Mother would throw a fit if she saw them like this. It was a few hours after the show, Steve had changed thankfully because he looked like an idiot in that outfit. The bad part, it started to rain so I had to be under somewhere that didn't involve me getting 'wet' (I couldn't just not be wet).

Steve was drawing as I laid down beside him just enjoying the sound of rain hoping it was Zeus's tears...or anger. Stretching contently I made a noise of content lightly and buried my face under my paws.

"You're being weird." Steve said jokingly as he started to rub my side. Still relaxed I shifted and allowed him to rub my belly. He laughed and went back to drawing after a few minutes.

"Hello Steve." Peggy said behind us (even though I heard her coming) and listened (and felt) Steve turn around and say hi back to her.

"What are you doing here?" he asked curiously.

"I'm officially not here at all." Peggy responded as she sat down on a step. I watched her and slowly got up and stretched before moving toward her so she could pet my head.

"That was quite a performance." she complimented(?) Steve

"Yah...uh." Steve said and I could tell he disagreed, "Had to improvise for a little bit. Crowd's I'm use to are a little bit more..uh..tweleve." he said now not looking at Peggy and not knowing exactly what to say.

"And I understand that you're uh, America's New Hope." she said

This conversation was getting really boring really quickly. So, I put my pay on her knee so she had better access to pet me. Sadly, she pushed me off and quickly wiped her knee that now had a muddy wolf print.

"A lab rat or a dancing monkey." The part that Peggy said drew me back into the conversation as I let a little huff out and went back over to Steve where I went under his arm toward his hand in a demand for attention.

"You were meant for more than this you know." Peggy finished as Steve started to distractly pet me. There was also a pause in conversation as if Steve didn't know how to respond.

"What?" she asked noticing his silence

"You know the longest time I dreamed about coming over seas and being on the front lines, serving my country. Finally got everything I wanted. And I'm wearing tights." he said and before Peggy could respond there was honking behind us where the medic truck rolled in. They were opening the doors and getting injured soldiers out.

"They look like they've been through hell." he said

"These men more than mosts." After a moment when Steve looked questioning at Peggy she continued, "Schmidt sent out a force to a zone. 200 men went against him, and less than fifteenth-tenth. Your audience will tell you what is what was left of the 107th. Rest all killed or captured."

By the time she was done she had Steve's and I's full attention because if I remember, Bucky who is Steve's friend was part of that cauldron (There was a brief conversation back at the apartment).

"The 107th." Steve wanted clarified.

"What?" Peggy asked when she saw his look. Before I knew it rain was falling on my fur as I raced with Steve toward the area that might contain information about Bucky's welfare.