A New Family(Percy Jackson/Avenger's)

Chapter 6: I don't want to talk about it.

A/N: Watch the YouTube video in the media. It is one of the best Percy Jackson videos EVER!

Percy P.O.V

After lunch, I followed Bruce to his lab for the check-up. When we arrived, he gestured to a metal table in the middle of the room and I hopped up on it.

"Okay Perce, How about we start with a mental test?" He asked, Since when did they run a mental test at a check-up?

I nodded anyway and he continued. "When I say a word, you will tell me the first thing that comes to mind."

"Love"

"Gone"

"Hate"

"Dirt Face"

He looked at me confused, but continued on,

"Life"

"Pointless"

"Death"

"Nico"

"Friends"

"Dead"

"Dreams"

"Torture" I whispered, but he herd.

"Okay, now we'll start with the physical." Bruce said after her wrote down everything.

The evaluation went on normally, doing all the things doctors do. Then Bruce asked,

"I need to check your breathing, is it okay if you took off your shirt?"

I was honestly nervous, What if he can see through the mist?

I reluctantly agreed, hoping he wouldn't see the scars. When I took off the shirt, he gasped Styx! he can see them!

"Percy..." he muttered, still trying to get over the shock, "Who did this to you?"

"None of your concern, just get on with it." I said harshly, I couldn't meet his eyes.

Bruce's P.O.V

When Percy took off his shirt, I wasn't expecting to see his body covered with scars and bruises. Wait, is that a brand? It was small, but big enough to see, and it was shaped like a 'T'.

"Percy..." I muttered. clenching and un-clenching my fist. Who would do this to a kid? "Who did this to you?"

"None of your concern. Just get on with it." he said harshly. I knew it is my concern, but I'm not going to bug him about it right now. I went on with the exam and he seemed perfectly healthy.

"Now, have you ever been poisoned before?" I asked, hoping it was a no.

"Hm," he said, thinking, "At least 5 or six times." What?!

"Okay..." I said, trying to get over the shock that the kid has been poisoned 5 or six times.

"Can I put my shirt back on now?" he asked,

"Yes." I confirmed, "But I think the others should know about this."

His eyes widened and shook his head, "No, they don't need to know."

Yes they do, I thought. Percy needs more help then I imagined.

Time Skip!

Percy P.O.V

After the checkup, I was certain that Bruce was going to snitch to the others about my scars, but at this point I practically gave up on living. My friends, my parents, and my girlfriend are all gone. What can I possibly live for? When I walked into the lounge area, no one was giving me looks of pity, Good.

Another Time Skip!

During dinner, I still haven't received any pity looks, nor any questions about my scars or who gave them to me. So that means Bruce hasn't told them yet.

"You know Perce," Tony began, "We still don't know much about you, do you mind if we ask you questions?"

I knew this was the perfect chance for Bruce to bring up the scars, but I don't want the others to be suspicious.

"Go ahead," I said, taking a bite out of my grilled cheese sandwich.

They agreed that Tony should be the one to ask the first question, since he's the one who's related to me.

"Is Percy Jackson your full name?" Tony asked, and I smirked.

"No, my full name is Perseus Neptune Jackson." I almost frowned thinking about my dad.

"I remember Sally loving Greek and Roman mythology. I believe Poseidon/Neptune was her favorite." Tony thought out-loud.

I smiled, who knew my mom loved my dad before she even met him. I was thinking about correcting Tony, about not calling them myth, but I decided against it.

They asked me other questions, avoiding the topic of my parents. Then, Clint asked "Do you have a girlfriend?" and he raised a suggestive eyebrow.

I sighed, running a hand through my hair, How did I know someone was going to ask?

"She died," I said quietly, feeling tears brimming, threatening to fall. And Clint started apologizing.

"No, Clint it's fine. She deserved to be talked about."

"What was she like?" Clint asked, and I gave a watery smile, thinking about my wise girl.

"She had Blonde hair and storm grey eyes, always calculating something. She was the most beautiful girl I ever knew." Thunder rumbled, and everyone looked at Thor and he shrugged. I almost laughed, it was probably Aphrodite complaining that her or Piper wasn't the most beautiful girl I knew. "She was really smart too, all A's while I had C's and D's." I stifled a laugh, "We were going to go to collage together."

Tony pulled me into a hug but after a few seconds I stopped crying. "Anymore questions?" I asked,

"Uh yes Percy," Bruce began, "What does the 'T' mean on your brand mark?" After he said that, the avengers stared at me.

"You have a brand?" Steve asked, I could hear a tint of worry in his voice.

"And scars." Bruce added.

"What? Who did this to you?" Tony asked, "I'll kick his sorry ass, whoever he is."

"Language Tony," Steve scolded,

"Shut it capsicle." Tony said.

Everyone's eyes were on me, expecting an answer. But they didn't need to know. I don't want more blood on my hands.

"I don't want to talk about it!" I shouted, "It's none of your business anyway! Thanks a lot Bruce, I was just trying to be a normal teen for once, but no!" I stormed off to my room and sobbed. I cried for Annabeth, and for my friends, and my mom. They died and it was my fault. I cried until I slipped into the torture of Tartarus.