Superheros Raise A Greek Hero

Meeting Steve

When I woke up the next morning, I went down stairs and was by Smelly Gabe. "Why didn't you wake up earlier?", he yelled grabbing  my arm and hitting me. It was a hard day yesterday and I was really super tired but I didn't say that though.

When he was finally done beating me I limbed my way to the park if I cut as fast as I could. I just did there, watching other families have fun. I wonder if they even looking at me, wondering why a little kid with bruises  was in the park.  A man with blond hair and blue eyes walk toward me , I didn't know whether he was going to hurt me or not. I wished I knew that he was capable of.

A man with me cautiously, "Kid are you all right. You look scared." He was about to put his hand on my shoulder, But I flinched and ran away thinking he would hit me.

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I found the kid is quietly as I could, I don't think he noticed me. Kids be excited to see Captain America but this kid ran away like I was going to hit him. He looked about five years old covered in bruises, how he got those bruises I don't know but I'm about to find out.

After a while we want to this horrible apartment complex that looked like it should be taken down, a long time ago. I called Natosha to go and get the other avengers to come here. I took a peek inside, I saw a man beating the kid I thought the park. The man looked like a drunk druggy walrus. There are a few other colorful words I can use to describe this man but I'm better than that.

I silently came in, knocked the man out with my shield then turn to the little kid. The kid was out cold from beating. What kind of a monster this man both to do this I did not know, I'll find out after I get the kid to safety.I put some ice on it bruises, carefully has to not wake him up.

The avengers arrived helping cleaning up. Just as we finished the boy woke up. I told him we wouldn't hurt him and he began to cry. And I picked him up and him cry on my shoulder, careful not to hurt is bruises further. I turned around to see the whole team taking pictures. Right before he fell sleep, he told me his name. Percy, Percy Jackson. I told him my name, Steve Rogers. That's when he passed out.

The whole team smirked at me and walked home. I think dubiously at them, "What is it?" There's smirks became more prominent. I rolled my eyes and continue walking. Tony showed me a picture of me and the little boy but I don't feel man. In fact I feel happy that I got the little kid out of the situation, I hope he is not too badly hurt.

We brought Percy home and I laid him in my bed so he could sleep. "Good night, Percy.", I smile. He murmured in his sleep in response with drool coming down his chin.