Something to Fight For (Percy Jackson and the Avengers Crossover)

Chapter 8 - Sword vs Gun

Warning, there is mild swearing in this chapter. If you don't like swearing.....tell me for later. If you don't mind, keep reading! 

Percy glanced warily at all the electronic devices in the room, already predicting his death in the near future. Originally, he had thought that the monsters were becoming more chill, and had stopped attacking demigods when they used cell phones. That giant proved him wrong. 

"Have you never seen a TV before?" Tony asked him dryly when he found Percy glaring at the device. 

"I have," Percy replied shortly. "I'm just thinking." 

Tony went over to the kitchen and plucked out some wine glasses from the cupboard. Pouring out some vintage wine, he handed it to the team. Percy stared at the orange juice Tony handed him instead. 

"I hate you so much," he said, glowering at the man. 

"I know," Tony replied as he clinked glasses with Bruce. "I know." 

Percy stood up with a sigh and poured the juice over Tony's head. "That's what I think about your juice," he said with a smirk and walked away. "Come on, the fight awaits." He was already excited, it had been so long since he had done a serious one to one spar. 

Tony closed his eyes as the juice dripped slowly down his hair and onto the floor. He could tell Steve was already laughing and Bruce was trying very hard not to. He reached down to grab a tissue from the box, but before he could, the liquid flew into the air. 

He stared at the suspended juice, wondering distantly how much sugar remained in his hair if all the water was now sitting above him. As he watched, the water changed into an arrow, pointing towards where Percy had left. 

Tony took a deep breath. "I am going to kill that brat," he growled, stalking off to the training room. 

The large room had an excellent view, Percy had to admit that. If Annabeth was here, she would be sketching and doing calculations and praising Stark for his ingenious design. Yep, Annabeth was so not going to meet Stark. 

The room was surprisingly large and spacious. Percy estimated that it would take around 10 seconds from him to run from one side to the next. Spotting a large swimming pool past glass doors, he looked forward to the day when he could use it. 

On one side of the room were the doors and screen filled walls, and he assumed that it was for watching movies or something. The other side held large windows, that gave him a 180-degree view of the skyscrapers nearby. 

Just as he was peering out the window, Tony walked inside along with the rest of the Avengers who stood on one side to spectate. He had already put on the suit, and the mask plate was up, revealing his face. 

"Ready when you are, tin man," Percy said confidently as he pulled the pin off his shirt. 

"Um, please don't tell me you're fighting with a pin," Tony said. 

The pin was a circle that had a carving of a horse standing on its hind legs with an owl on it's back. There was a small button on the horse's hoof, and Percy pressed it gently. The pin unraveled and morphed into a pitch black sword. Thank goodness for Tyson's skill. 

"Nah, I'm fighting with a sword," Percy replied as he swung the sword expertly. Riptide would do nothing against Tony as he was a human, though he was beginning to doubt that already. Stygian Iron could injure both humans, monsters, and ghosts, so he was using that instead.  

"That's such as improvement," Tony rolled his eyes and the mask went down. "Also, I'm gonna have to meet whoever made that, like that is fascinating."