Percy Jackson and the Avengers {DISCONTINUED}

Chapter 5

Percy POV
I went to my room and sat at my desk. Were they testing me? I questioned myself. I shook my head after a while. I went to the bathroom and took a shower. I dried myself put on my underwear and shorts and looked in the mirror. My scars told so many stories. Some from my childhood, others from life. I don't hear someone come in. I continued to look at myself. I saw the "T" on my waist. I saw the words he carved into my skin. I saw the scars I got from Gabe. The ones from the wars. Others, from me. Me being an idiot. I had a scar that was on my face just below my chin. The faded white line screamed at me. I got that one when I was protecting my mom one time. From Gabe of course. I turned sideways and saw a rather nasty one from Gaea. I darkened at the thought of her. "Is it okay for me to ask where you got those?" I turned and saw Steve. "One of them were going to come get you but I thought you were in the shower and I remembered you asked me not to tell anyone so I came to get you." I sighed, "Thanks, and I guess it's time to eat?" He nodded so I quickly got my shirt on. I followed Steve out. Natasha made dinner tonight. So we had pork, mashed potatoes, green beans and broccoli. I just got pork and mashed potatoes. "I haven't eaten a home cooked meal since I was about fifteen." They all stared but didn't ask. Natasha put some green beans and broccoli on my plate. "You need greens." I groaned, "Nooo, please." I gave her my puppy dog eyes. Everyone started saying not to make me eat them. Except for Steve and Natasha. "No. Eat them." I groaned. "Fine." I pouted. I ate my greens. When we were done everyone was talking and I zoned out. "-ercy!" Fingers snapped in front of me. I jumped. "What?" Tony had snapped in my face, "Bruce asked you a question and you had zoned out." He explained and I saw Uncle Bruce look curious. "Where did you get that scar on your face from?" He pointed to his chin. I laughed lightly, "Well, when I was about five. Smelly Gabe was bad drunk and a terrible poker player and he started hitting my mom so I pushed him. He had a glass bottle in hand and it shattered against me. Cutting my chin." They all looked pretty mad, "Did I do something?" I was starting to freak. "No, but even though we've known you for like two days, we've grown attached to you and we're just mad that someone would abuse you." Natasha replied not looking as mad. Tears started to form but I refused to let them fall, "Y-you guys care about me?" They all looked upset or confused. "Yeah? Have you never been cared for or something?" Tony broke the silence. "Well, yeah. It's just been a while since I felt family love. Err, like, um, care from people who are family or whatever." I stuttered. Clint snorted and got hit upside the head by Natasha. "We get it." She smiled. I gave them my famous lopsided grin. I didn't have to fake it this time either. "Well, before you go to bed. I need to give you a check up." I stopped. Steve looked sympathetic. I shook my head. "Why not?" Tony asked teasingly. "Will I have to take my shirt off?" Steve sighed. "Yeah? Why?" Bruce was getting more and more confused. "Then no!" I ran to my room and told JARVIS to lock my door. He locked it. "Hey! Kid!" Tony yelled banging on the door. My breathing slowly went uneven. "T-tony. Please s-stop." I whispered. He stopped immediately. I was surprised he heard me. After a minute of whispering Steve spoke, "Percy? Look, I can do the part where you have to take your shirt off so they don't know. Just please come out." I hesitated. I decided to trust Steve. I unlocked my door and hugged him. I surprised everyone including myself. Steve didn't hesitate to hug me back. I let go and allowed myself to led down some halls. "Okay, sit up there." Uncle Bruce pointed to a bed thing. "I didn't mean to hurt your feelings if I did." Uncle Bruce just smiled. "It's okay. Besides, Steve probably understands more than we do about war." He did what he had to. "Okay so, when I say a word you say the first thing that comes to your mind. Okay?" I nodded.
"Dog?"

"How bout no"

"Friends"

"Gone"

"Red"

"Blood"

"Love"

"Gone"

"Death"

"N-Nico"

He nodded his head and left. Steve then came in. "Okay! Let's do this!" He looked determined. I slowly took my shirt off. He did whatever he was supposed to do and I put my shirt back on just when they all barged in the room. "Didn't forget anything?" Tony asked mischievously. Steve shook his head proudly. "No!" He slipped Natasha fifty dollars. I chuckled. Bruce looked at everything. "Okay. You can go to bed know." I got up and went to my room. I left my door open because I wasn't going to sleep yet. I went to my desk pulled out a notebook and started to draw. I drew the avengers in their costumes. When I got to Uncle Bruce's I drew him. Not the big guy. I drew him in his lab coat. His soft caring brown eyes behind glasses. His hands in his pockets and a soft smile. It was like when I first met him. When he came up to me at the station two days ago. "That's good. Like really good." I jumped slightly to see Clint there. I turned back around and closed it, "Thanks." I got up and Clint still stood there. "Umm? Do you need something?" He nodded, "Yeah, a place to sleep." I was confused. "What? Why?" He shrugged, "Prank war. Don't go in my room for a few days." I sighed. "Whatever." He smiled and jumped on my bed. His eyes widened, "OH MY GOSH! ITS JUST LIKE STEVES BED!" I had some jersey fabric sheets with microfiber blankets all over the place because I hate the trapped feeling I get sometimes when I wake up from a nightmare. Clint snuggled deeper into the bed. "Well we do have the same sheets." I laughed and I changed making sure Clint didn't see me. I soon climbed into bed. Clint somewhere in here. All the sudden I felt a lump grabbing my body and pulled me. I instantly tried pulling away. "Chill. You're warm." I gave up. Soon I fell asleep. Another good dream. I was with Clint and Steve just messing around. I had no dark look. I was happy. I woke up

Clint POV
I don't think he realized I could still see him. He tried to hide but I moved slightly so I could see why he didn't want the check up. And boy did I see. Scars. All over him. Some looked like they were newer others looked old. I wondered if they came from Gabe? No, he's gone and some look new. What really happened to this kid?

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