Percy Jackson and the Avengers Book One

Well, I'm Screwed!

I went back to the beech after being scolded by Piper and I just sat there. Not know what to think. First, the spider guys called spiderman comes and then a guy that he called iron? It beats me. All that I knew is that they weren't monsters. They were something like... really bad superheroes.

"What are you thinking about?" Someone asked from behind me. I jumped as I got my sword out. "Relax. It's just me." I turned around to see a guy with a shield. He too looked like a superhero. I jumped up. 

"What do you guys want?!" I screamed.

"Just come with me." 

"No!"

"Listen..." He snuck a glance behind me, I knew someone was there. That's when I attacked. I first spun around to see a woman dressed in black latex. 

"It's not a funeral." I told her. Then I ran to the hill, again. But this time it was more difficult because I had two weirdos chasing me. I almost forgot about my terrible charm-speak. I turned around and stopped in my tracks. They stopped running and approached me cautiously. "Freeze!" I said with as much charm-speak as I could possibly use. They froze for a second but then the lady in black latex approached. CRAP! I turned and started to run but then I realized that the spider boy was behind me. Offense. This will be fun. 

"WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT!" I yelled. I put my arms into a T shape. They paused and looked at me confused. The woman in black latex pulled out a gun. "I SAID WAIT! You never told me that you had a gun!" The woman and the shield guy made eye contact. "Let me just build something. WAIT!" I told the woman as she pulled the trigger. I looked at the camps border. I needed to get attention. "NOW IF YOU SAID YOU HAD A GUN! THEN MAYBE MY FRIENDS SHOULD BE MORE CAREFUL!" I said loudly. "NOW BEFORE YOU KIDNAP ME, I WANT YOU TO TELL ME WHERE YOU ARE GOING TO TAKE ME!" Spiderman spoke up first. 

"Hey, hotshot. We're not going to tell you classified info. M'kay?" I just shrugged and the got on my backpack. I got a better grip on my sword. 

"Well, I won't be going down without a fight." And then, chaos ensued.