Two Broken Souls

Chapter ten: Doc Oc it is

Chapter nine: Doc Oc it is

Okay, so I'm not the smartest. Never have been, never will be. "Not the smartest" roughly translating to "Never getting a B in anything." And getting an "A"? Ha, forget about it. Impossible. Even getting a "C" was usually just a generous teacher! My plans well... Let's just say my plans work due to sheer dumb luck (thank Tyche for that gift). Like, seriously. It's a miracle that my plans even work. Let's hope I have enough dumb luck to avoid a 'vacation' to Tartarus because let's face it this isn't my best plan of action.

Here goes nothing. I slipped under the beams and stood up into an awkward position. My back was bent to avoid the beams and my legs spread apart. It was like a messed up game of Twister. I was flipping, twisting, jumping, diving, and ducking across the passageway. Everyone was silent. I could feel the fear twisting in their gut.

Then I made the mistake. I didn't pay attention to where my left hand was going and touched the beam. My hand burned like I touched fire without my water powers. I pushed it into the back of my mind. I've had worse. I glanced back at the Avengers.

They didn't see my mistake. They were more focused on other things that I'm doing. That was good. I didn't need to slow them down by an injury made by my stupidity. I looked ahead to see that I had about two yards to go. I quickly finished the distance with no more mistakes.

"Tada!" I bowed to my teammates. I panted heavily. I would have been sweating if I was a human. They all just rolled their eyes at my antics. Tony and I could be siblings.

"Okay, Percy. I want you to enter this code into that keypad," Tony said into the ear things that came from SHIELD that I didn't bother to learn the name of. Well what can I say? Why learn something when it's not important? Us demigods (or gods in my case) do things to survive. That's what life is about to us. Tomorrow wasn't a given. Demigods that lived to my age was rare especially for those that weren't trained extensively in how to survive.

Anyway I typed the code that Tony gave me into the pad and the red beams all disappeared. The Avengers all congratulated me and went on their way.

"Percy, aren't you coming?" Bruce asked. I know what you guys have been thinking all this time. Why is BRUCE coming here? Well he just here as a sciencey guy to back us up and to have Hulk as backup. Not that it's likely that we'd need it.

"You guys go. I just need a minute to myself. I'm a bit winded."

Bruce looked concerned. He knew that I tended to hide how severe things really were with me. Thankfully he went along with it and followed the others. That's when I saw Loki lagged behind.

"Percy I..."

I cut him off.

"No Loki, I don't want to talk to you."

He looked hurt by the comment. Okay so maybe I was a bit harsh, but you know how people talk about how hard it is to forgive and forget. Well let's just say that is by no means my problem. My problem is the exact opposite. I can't keep a grudge. I'm the opposite of Nico. Nico's fatal flaw is all about grudges. Speaking of Nico, I probably should contact him, Grover, and Thalia. They'll probably be mad and disappointed in me. It hurt to think about it.

So Loki left hurt flashing in his eyes. My stomach clenched as I felt his hurt. At least I'm alone. Now I can see just how bad my wound is. It's been bothering me for awhile and I've been hiding it by crossing my arms with my hand behind my arm. I flipped my hand over palm up.

The burn turned out to be more serious than I thought. It was a second degree burn. It looked nasty. Liquid was gushing from the wound. I would heal it, but I was exhausted and I was still supposed to face Doctor Octopus (who names himself that). So I guess it's going to have to be healed naturally. Too bad my suit wasn't long enough to hide my hands. At least it allowed me to do acrobatics. And the boots that allowed me to walk silently? Loved them. So, moral of the story? I love my new suit. It even looked cool (and so what if I sound like an Aphrodite camper... I just want to dress to impress)!