Tony Stark the Hero of Olympus

Tony Stark the Hero of Olympus: Death of a Hero, Birth of a Billionaire

Hey The Forgotten Guardian here this is the rewrite to "Tony Stark The Hero of Olympus". I do NOT own Percy Jackson or the avengers, Rick Riordan and Marvel do (a girl can dream can't she). So let the story began...

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Hi, I'm here to tell you of my life and how it changed...how I changed. My name was Perseus Achilles Jackson and my life changed on my birthday as it has for the past 2 wars ended on that day. The 2nd Titan war ended on my 16th as the 2nd Gaint war ended on my 18th. But our story begins on my 21st birthday the day Perseus Achilles Jackson I die and the day I am reborn as Anthony Edward Stark but please call me Tony and I AM IRONMAN!

I just got back from my year-long quest for Lady Athena. A hundred tasks to add to the 'Trials of Perseus' (as the campers call my feats). This quest won me Athena's blessing to ask her daughter, Annabeth Chase, for her hand in marriage. I'm going to ask her today because it's the day both wars ended, my 21st birthday, and our 5th anniversary.

As I walk up the hill to Thalia's tree I hear cheering I look from afar to see Mark Johnson (AN: if a guy named Mark Johnson is reading this I have never met you so please forgive me) son of Hermes making out with some blonde. I don't really like Mark you see he got his ego from hir gramp's dear uncle Zeus. He came to camp about two weeks before I went on my quest.

Flashback Third person pov

Mark came and kill a hell-hound after Percy kill the nine others and was about to finished it off. Mark grabbed riptide from Percy by kicking him in the gut. Then stabbed the beast when the others came they saw Percy on the ground and Mark kneeling with Percy's sword stabbed and the dust of the hound at Mark's feet.

The son of Hermes then lied and cheated to get fame. Percy didn't mind Mark taking the glory he was happy with his life the way it was. Mark got angry that Poseidon's mortal child wasn't phased in the least. So he stole from the camper's and blamed Percy till his only friends were Nico, Thalia, Grover, Rachel,and Annabeth. Nico is always in the underworld helping his father, Thalia and the Hunter's, Grover's Lord of the Wild duties, Rachel is at her all girls school it always starts on the first of August, and lastly Annabeth is on Olympus rebuilding.

Two days before Percy left it was capture the flag. Chiron was with the party ponies for a family reunion before the game Mr. D was given ten cages of wine so at the start of the game he was out like a light. The campers most loyal to Mark grabbed Percy. Mark held a child 1year of age with a knife and said "If you move I send this child to Hades. You wont scream, yell, or fight and your sister lives. You must swear this on the Styx and you must swear to never tell what happened this night and you will swear never to attack us got it."

Percy hold his head high and spoke with a sword to his neck in a voice of power "I, Perseus Achilles Jackson, here by swear upon the river Styx to not scream, yell, fight, I will never tell a soul, being, or person of this night, I will never attack any of those who know and are present of this in counter as long as the child you carry is safe from harm." Thunder bloomed in the distant. Mark set the child on the ground gently and walked to the son of the sea with an evil smile on his face knife in hand.

Percy's arms were held as he kneeled on the ground Mark than cut off his shirt and craved with the cursed blade into the hero of Olympus's back 'τέρας' meaning monster the mist will hide it as scars from a car accident or something, because the blade is cursed the scars will NEVER fade or fully heal.

From that night on Percy never toke off his shirt unless he was truly alone.

Flashback end

Percy stood at the top of half-blood hill his eyes hidden behind his unruling hair. Dry sobs reach his throat as he sees his love, his tie to the mortal world. Annabeth the women he spent the a year of his life proving to her mother he was worthy of he little girl. Was making out with the son of Hermes Mark Johnson. The young Hero' throat grew raw and ragged red as he stood hidden by his cousin Thalia's great pine.

The skies grew dark, the seas restless, the winds howled. Demigods one and all looked to the sky in worry and wonder as the weather came as if the camps magical borders were never even there. Soon the rain come as cats and dogs poured down (not real ca...oh never mind you get it) half-bloods ran left and right for shelter as lighting lit the heavens. As if Zeus himself cried for his eldest mortal nephew when he refused to shed a tear. The child of Poseidon walked to his cabin completely dry except for his cheeks each one has a trail of raindrops. Once inside Percy liked at himself in the mirror and trimmed his bread and hair tell he looked like a mix of both his immorltal father and morltal grandfather

Perseus than packed his things and lefted never to be seen again or so he thought...