Beneath the Pain - Percy Jackson and the Avengers Crossover

Chapter 15

A/N Nice choice, Chiron. Nice choice.

I feel so unorganised. Possibly because we're moving houses soon. Again. But I'm living on k-pop (where is Apollo? He'd better have listened to this genre lately). 

So guys, reading through my previous chapters, I can't help it anymore. I've got to edit them. Now. So after this chapter is released, I'll be editing the previous chapters. I'll also remove all the unimportant stuff (chapters with little stories and other stuff) and replace it with a more detailed story. This will also explain if the chapters and the info in the next chapters don't fit.

Hopefully, I can get more readers through without them having to read my trash writing (Hobi, you are my hope for this!). Oh! And this has recently occurred to me. It's been over a year since I made this book! I'm such a slacker. My friend would tell me that.

I hope I didn't leave you hanging on that cliff for too long, and you guys know exactly what cliff.

And just so you guys know, you can start requesting the POV of the characters. As much as I am creating the story to my liking, I also take in your consideration and feedback. I want to make sure you guys are included. So request!

Pour your minds over the chapter!

P.S. No one's gotten my age right yet! Do I sound too wise? Annabeth is getting to me.

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Annabeth's POV

Barely a few hours sleep and I wake to hear the strangled screams of Percy's torture. However, something immediately felt wrong about this, since Percy could last a long while before screaming, and it was only somewhere around midnight. 

The other thing odd about the vibe the room was giving off was that I couldn't smell blood leaking out from any cuts. 

I've had to deal with more injuries than I should've in my entire lifetime, so I would know what the smell of blood is. Bolting upright in bed, I scanned Percy from head to toe.

Not a single fresh scratch.

Apart from Percy acting as if restrained, it seemed as if he was in no physical pain, yet he screamed his lungs out in pure agony wailing with all his heart's might. I almost teared up seeing him like this.

An inescapable nightmare. I was starting to question if our lives (when I say "our", I mean Percy and I) are really woven with thread because from what we've experienced, that thread might be some special material the Fates have been saving for a special moment.

I heard the footsteps of people running towards the cabin as Percy yelled, "STOP IT! STOP! YOU WANT ME, NOT THEM! STOP!"

Tears streamed down his eyes as he struggled even more. Who was he dreaming about?

Loki was the first to burst in. Unfortunately, when he attempted to do his little trick on Percy, nothing happened. Sighing, Loki withdrew his fingers from Percy's forehead.

"Why is nothing happening?!" Annabeth commanded as the Seven, Tony and Steve walked through. The other Avengers waited outside horrified by the screams echoing throughout the camp and forest, awakening naiads who also did heir best to block the tortured screams.

"A barrier has been shielded around Percy's mind so there would be no possible entry," Loki explained melancholy.

Annabeth's anger bubbled up. "Surely you can break through! You're a GOD!"

Loki remained calm despite Annabeth's outburst. "Contrary to popular belief, the Norse gods are well and truly just immortal and powerful beings. If you ever see us bleed, it won't be ichor that bleeds, the true sign that you are an immortal deity. It would be normal blood.