Gathering Deep

Medical exam

I have been under the water for about an hour when I saw a worried Uncle. I swim up and got out.
"How are you alive. You were under there for an hour." He yelled.
"Like how Steve was injected with the super serum." I said.
"Well Bruce needs to do a check up on you. In your file it said you haven't had one since you were twelve." He said. I nod slowly and dry my cloths. I grab my things from the locker and follow Tony to the lab.
Once we entered I was told to sit on the chair by the table. I did as told while they checked my blood pressure.
"Do you have any conditions?" Bruce asked.
"ADHD, Dyslexia, PTSD, and Survivors guilt." I said. He looked at me with wide eyes.
"Well lets see how bad the PTSD and the Survivors guilt is. I'll say a words and say the first word you can think of." Bruce said. I nod.
"Dark"
"Death"
"Red"
"Blood"
"Fight"
"Wars"
"Love"
"Dead"
"Promises"
"Broken"
"Okay. That's different. Okay I need you to take off your shirt so I can check your heart." Bruce said. I took off my shirt and he went green. He ran and make his lunch into a bucket. Tony walked in and fainted with a thump. The rest came in and did what the others did. When they were all good.
"Can we finish this please." I said.
"Have you been poisoned?" Bruce asked.
"Yes." I said.
They looked at me with a raised eyebrow.
"How many times?" I was asked.
"Lost count on the fortieth time." I said. They look at me.
I sighed.
"I was tortured for six months each night I was poisoned, stabbed, whipped, electrocuted, and burned. I took my fiancés torture sessions so that she might make it out and have a new better life." I said with a tear. I got up and put my shirt back on.
"I'm going home. I have a project to do." I said.
"You can't do that." Tony stated.
"You were never in my Life Tony. You have no right to tell me what to do. I'm 22 anyways I'm babysitting." I said leaving the room. I went down the stairs and out the door. I walked into my apartment building. I knocked on the door to my neighbor who is a single mom. She opens it and smiles relieved.
"Hey Kate how are you?" I asked.
"Relieved now that you are here." She said with a smile.
"Now where is my little Princess." I asked.
"Uncle Percy!" A seven year old squealed.
I picked her up as she ran to me.
"Now did you do your homework?" I asked.
"Yes. Mommy said if I got it done that you will give me a blue cookie." The little girl named Rose said. I give a sloppy smirk at Kate.
"Did she now. Did she do her homework?" I whispered the last part.
Rose giggled and nodded. And out of my pocket I took out a bag of two blue cookies.
I hand them each one.
"Thank you so much Percy. I need to head to work. I can't be late." Kate said giving Rose a kiss on the forehead and myself a hug. I took Rose to my apartment and sat her down on the couch.
"Uncle Percy can you tell me a story?" She asked. I nod my head.
"Once upon a time there was a boy. He was always in trouble. Either at school to things he can't control or at home for no reason. He loved his mother. However his step father was the one to hit the boy when the mother was not looking. When he turned twelve he was sent to a camp for protection and the mother captured by a monster he thought never existed. At that camp he was sent on a quest to find the stolen lightning with his friends Grover and Anna. They soon found out that their one friend betrayed them. They found the lightning bolt, the boy freed his mother and returned the lightning bolt. The boy was happy and thought he brought great success but four years later a battle was brought upon the boy. The step father that hurt the boy disappeared never to be seen. The boy was happy and glad he has his mother still in his life. Then when he was sixteen he was forced to be a leader in a battle. A strong older being came and tried to take over the earth. But he won't have it. The boy defeated the being and got together with his best friend Anna. Later the next year he proposed and made her his fiancé. Another powerful being came. He tried his hardest. Son his friends die around him. Then he heard his fiancé scream and she died from the being. The boy was mad his one true love died. He defeated the powerful being but learned that his parents was murdered. The boy was broke. However through the years he found new friends found out he has an uncle. He got degrees and has a special little girl who he loves to make happy." I said finishing the story.
"What's the boys name?" Rose asked.
"You know him Rose. Now want to help paint?" I ask.
"Yes!" She squealed jumping up. I chuckle and lead her to my room and got out a canvas with paints and painting shirts. Together we painted Central Park with a dog jumping for a frisbee and kids playing tag. And a lone kid sitting on the trunk of the tree watching everything with a frown.