Riptide (Avengers/Percy Jackson Crossover)

Chapter 2

Third Person POV

All the avengers were sitting in Tony's living room, eating pizza, when J.A.R.V.I.S. came on the intercom.

"Sir, directer Fury wants all Avengers in the conference room," Its automated voice said. All the avengers looked up and most sighed.

"Sure, we'll be there in a minute," Steve replied. Tony groaned.

"Come on Steve! Can't we hang out some more?" Tony whined. The rest of the Avengers shot him annoyed looks and he got up, grumbling. They made their way to the conference room and took a seat, Tony still muttering under his breath.

"Nice of you to make it on time," Directer Fury said, staring at Tony. Clint (Hawkeye) sniggered.

"There are new threats today, and there will be new threats tomorrow. Sometimes they're too big for regular people to handle. That's why we have shield. Sometimes they're too big for shield agents to handle. And that's why we have you. T-"

"What do you want us to do?" Tony asked, cutting him off. Fury looked surprised, than angry.

"The point is, you are our last chance. If you can't do it, there is no one else to go to. You all won't live forever. That's why I want you to take on a few children, teach them what you know. The younger the better, though not too young, they must be mature enough to learn," Fury said.

For a minute the Avengers sat stunned. Then the table erupted into shouted protests.

"ENOUGH!" Fury yelled. "I expect you to have some candidates next Friday. We need two to four. And try to get some without too many strings attached."

And Fury walked out the door to whispered complaints and protests.

"Let's see how this goes."

---FANTABULOUS LINE BREAK OF AWESOMENESS---

Percy's POV

RECAP: [I wasn't out long. I felt the rock shove me out over the crevice that went straight to the Pit. I was hanging, suspended only by the rock peircing me. I looked around and saw everyone else hanging too. Annabeth was terrified, and most of the others were unconscious.

"They are prepared. Kronos, darling," Gea (who was now in evil physical form) spat.

"Begin the spell."]

I heard a heavy voice chanting. I stared down into the darkness so black it was almost red. I saw blood dripping slowly down, and knew it was mine. Gea had hung the others by rock, but I was the only one she had pierced to this extent.

"I love you Annabeth," I gasped. She looked at me, and her terror turned to pure anger at Gea.

"I love you too, seaweed brain," She said fondly. We smiled at each other as the chanting continued. It was in a language none of us knew, but it filled me with a sort of primitive dread. The chanting continued, but I became.....bored. It was impossible to move, Gea had seen to that, and there was nothing much to do. So I started whistling. It was a familiar tune, a campfire song from Camp Half-Blood. After a moment of surprise, the other conscious half-bloods joined in, singing. It lifted our spirits.

"Stop singing," Gea hissed. "Or I kill the mortals."

We stopped singing.

What felt like hours later, the chanting switched to Ancient Greek.

'Blood binds all these together. Tartarus embraces the result. Sung by Kronos, son of Gea, delivered through the the strongest earth.'

I gasped, feeling like I was being roasted alive and crushed and a million other things. There were screams, and I didn't know whose they were. They could have been mine. The agony ceased and I felt...different. Smaller. Lighter. Faster. I looked around, and for a split second I was confused. Where everyone used to be, young children-three year olds- Then I looked down, and I shrieked. I was three also.

"Annabeth?" I asked, my voice high and squeaky.

"P-PERCY" She shrieked. I looked around. Everyone was three. Thankfully, our clothes had shrunken with us. Good. That would have been reeeeeeeeeeeaally awkward.

"Do you like my gift?" Gea sneered. I turned to her, confused.

"Why?" Annabeth demanded, gesturing down at her new, three-year old body. "Just-why?"

"If anyone bound by the spell dies by any mortal hand when they are younger than 16, all souls bound by the spell dissolve into Chaos. And that, dear, is not something that I want to happen," Gea said triumphantly. I swallowed.

"So you're sending us to......." I gestured down wordlessly. Gea just smiled, her eyes glinting with pure hate.

"Not all of you. I needed all of you here to complete the spell. But I will send only some of you to my husband. Let's see...." she looked us up and down like we were prize cattle. Or pigs going to the slaughterhouse.

"The mortals would die immediately." Gea said, and I felt my heart freeze.

"No. Leave them be." I managed to choke out. Gea sneered, then Mom and Paul........ Gea drove a rock spear through their hearts. Their blood drained down to the abyss.

I heard screams. They were mine. Everything was broken.

ShAtteReD.

cOnfUsInG.

MeSsEd uP.

wRoNg.

My thoughts were dark masses, twisted with rivers of pain and shattered mountains of anger.

I don't remember much of what happened. I do remember-flashes. Images burned into my memory.

Piper, blood pouring from her chest, screaming.

Frank's innocent, surprised face, now never to move again, his blood staining the darkness below.

Annabeth screaming at Gea, tears pouring down her face.

Gea lifting a spear, pointing it at Annabeth, then putting it aside, her voice whispering in my mind.

"She will die. And you will be the one to kill her,"

The rock tendrils dropping us

 Falling. 

Spinning.

Darkness mingling with fear.

Losing sight of Annabeth.

Seeing Mom's empty eyes, her body slowly dissolving in the poison of Tartarus.

Closing my eyes.

Dark, painful emptiness.

A/N Me: *sob* Oh my goodness, it hurts me to write this. I hate having people die. I want to just hide in a corner...

Percy: *glaring* What. Have. You. Done.

Me: Uhhhh.....I'm going to go hide.

Percy: *screams and chases me*

Me: *screams and runs* Goodbye! Please vote-ow!-comment-OW!- *talking to percy* PERCYYYYYYYYYYYY!