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I was working at National Manhattan Hospital ( made this up ) I love seeing how happy the patients are when we help them.
It brings a smile to my face when the children laugh and smile at their sick parents that will be able to go home the next day.
It helps me with my problem and helps me forget that I am a freak, a monster to others.
I finish working in the hospital and decided to clean up my office. I got the trash bag and went to the alley beside the hospital where the dumpster is.
But what I saw there was not what I expected.
I saw a little boy, with dark raven black hair. He looks to be three years old, and abused.
And with this thought I turn a little green. Who did this to this little boy? I was angry at who will hurt this innocent boy that was THREE YEARS OLD!
I pick the boy gently in my arms and rushed him in the emergency room. Sad that he was beaten very badly with whip marks and different other marks.
No child should experience this.
Percy POV
I woke up in a bright room with the beeping sound blaring in my ears.
I looked around and saw a man with glasses. He looked like he was in his mid twenties. He was furiously writing on a clip board probably about my bad state and injuries.
I tried to move but ended up wincing with a lot of pain. Thats when the man in glasses finally notice me awake.
He immediately told me to stop moving. It was hard to do especially if you have ADHD but I tried to stay as still as possible because I knew that my injuries will worsen if I do.
"Whats your name" he asked me
"Percy" I said shyly
I was never an attention seeker since I was one. I was never comfortable with talking to others or being the center of attention. One reason to is because Gabe never let me speak in front of him so I am not really used to speaking, And I never had any friends. But for once I have a feeling to trust the guy even if I just met him.
"Well my name is Bruce, Bruce Banner, may I ask who did this to you and what happened?" The guy with glasses said to me with eyes full of concern.
I trust my gut instincts and told him all of the things that happened to me these past few years.
It hurt me so much but I trusted him so he should know.
"Then I ran away from that place and collapsed in the alley" I finish with tears in my eyes when the thought of my mom gone forever registered in my mind. No more hugs from mommy. No more blue foods. No more love and acceptance from my mommy the one who raised me and cared for me.
I felt gratitude to Bruce for not interrupting and judging me. He only listened to me and looked at me with acceptance and care, not the pity that I hate seeing.
"You should rest more, I can see that you are tired" Bruce said
I obliged and the last thought on my head was
" I miss my mom and that Bruce can be trusted."
Hope you guys enjoy this chapter.
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