Percy Jackson and the Avengers {DISCONTINUED}

Chapter 9

Bruce POV
Peter was pretty bad. Three broken ribs, a punctured lung, a shattered wrist, bruises everywhere, and a minor concussion. It took a while to work on him but I finally finished. "Percy! You can come in now." He came tumbling in. He had bags under his eyes and I had a feeling a few other people had bruises. "Is he going to be okay?" He sounded so scared. "Yes, He will be okay. Three broken ribs, a punctured lung, shattered wrist and bruises everywhere along with a minor concussion." He sighed and rubbed his eyes. "How did this happen?" I said kindly so he wouldn't think I was mad and I wasn't. I was concerned. "He... his aunt went missing and he had tracked down the dude who took her and he lost him last night. I went and helped him. We found him and he went and I talked him through. The dude got Peter pretty bad. I tried to help." I grabbed his shoulders and shook him gently. "If you hadn't been there to help him he could've died tonight." I pulled him into a hug, "You're not losing any of us that easy. We care about you. We aren't going to leave you." He cried into my shoulder. Sobs racked through his body. Clint came in but slowly backed away. Peter started moving and I swear I was so shocked at how fast Percy moved I stood there for a solid five minutes. "Um, Dr. Banner? Are you okay?" Peter sat up. I chuckled, "Yes, it's just Percy surprised me with how fast he moved." They both laughed. "Peter, you're lucky Percy was there you know." I put my hands in my pockets and gave him a stern look, "You could've died if Percy wasn't there to guide you. What you did was very dangerous. But I know you did it to save your aunt so I'll let it slide but try not do this again." He nodded, "I won't, Dr. Banner." I smiled, "Bruce, you may call me Bruce." I turned and went back to make sure Peter was okay. When I let them go Peter was on Percy's back running to who knows where. I shook my head at their antics. I went back to my work. I was trying to find a way to find Ultron. Tony has been banned from my lab till further notice or I might try to kill him. "Bruce? Hey, what happened? With Percy and Peter?" Clint came back through the door. "Peter got hurt pretty bad and Percy saved his life and he was upset because he thought he was going to lose more people. After a while Peter woke up and I gave them the all clear so Peter got on Percy's back and they ran off." I didn't look up. "Oh, okay." He stood there for a second, "Were you going to ask something earlier?" I looked up and saw him quite dressed up. Except his bow tie. "I need help." He flailed his arms. "What's the occasion?" I went over and started to tie his bow tie. I was slightly taller than him. "Um, mission. It's at a party or something. But for high class people." I smirked, "Clint Barton, going to a high class party?" I finished and he pushed me away, "Yeah Yeah, whatever." He sounded slightly annoyed and he's never annoyed with me so Natasha did something. I'm pretty sure Clint and I are closer then he and Natasha. "There you go. Come back and the tie better still be done. Doing those aren't easy." I waved him off and he left. I went back to work with one thought, 'Clint lied to me about something or at least is hiding something from me'

Percy POV
After we left Uncle Bruce's lab we ran to his room. "Hey, I'm really sorry I wasn't more help last night." I rubbed the back of neck after I dropped him on his bed. "There's no need to apologize. Bruce was right, if you hadn't been there, I could've died. Yeah I got hurt but all superheroes do." I nodded. "Wanna play some video games?" He got up and limped over to his console, "Wait!" I quickly but gently pushed him away. "What?" I looked at the console. Something was off. "Something isn't right. Hand me a knife or something sharp." He handed me what looked like, a surgeon knife. I didn't question. I quickly cut the back open and sure enough there was a bomb. Three minutes. "What the heck!" Peter jumped back. I however got to work on defusing the bomb. I quickly examined it. I realized something. "Peter, there's more." His eyes widened. "Go! We all need to get out!" I grabbed him and ran. Well he limped. "JARVIS tell everyone to leave the building now!" I yelled. I pushed Peter to the stairs, "Go, I'm going to make sure no one is left." Before he could protest I left. I went to Thor's floor. Gone. Tony's floor. Gone. Steve's floor. Eating. "You need to get out. Bomb. Two minutes left." I ran after they left. Natasha's floor. Gone. Clint's floor. Gone. Uncle Bruce's floor. Gone. Good. I ran to the stairs. I made sure the other floors had no one left. As soon as I stepped out on the last floor and before I could get outside, it blew.