Percy Jackson and the Avengers {DISCONTINUED}

Chapter 41

Peter POV
I screamed as metal tore my back. I saw nothing but darkness and I swear I saw some monsters. Like Greek monsters. The metal cane down again and I felt something grab my face. I looked up and saw a man. He was tall and he had muscles bulging. Then, he shifted forms. "I normally take form of your greatest nightmare." He chuckled darkly. He was Percy. He smiled a lopsided grin before he brought the metal weapon down on my chest. I couldn't scream my throat was so raw. I sat there and cried. I pleaded and begged. But, the only way to be free if the torture was to join Loki against the avengers. I refused and refused. He came and asked me every day. And each time I said no. I could tell he was getting more and more impatient. I didn't know how long I had been down here. But I knew it was at least a month. I was getting frustrated and weaker. After what seemed to be the hundredth whip, he stopped. I caught my breath and he left. He turned around at the door and smiled. There was something in his eyes I couldn't place. Something familiar.

Bruce POV
By now, we were used to Percy coming home with someone with him. He does it every so often. This time he came with a girl who looked like a daughter of Ares. She was pretty scary but she seemed kind at the same time. She had short brown hair that was tied back. She wore some black camp pants with a red ripped shirt. She had combat boots and many weapons. Mortal and not. The other person was a guy. His eyes were black. He had short spiky black hair and he wore jeans and a dark gray shirt sleeve shirt. He had one black vans and he was also quite scary. He didn't seem to kind though. "Percy! Why?" Tony was always really annoyed when he did this. Percy just shrugged, "I went to camp and got a prophecy. We're going to need their help." I nodded, "What's the prophecy and who are they?" The girl was staring daggers at Percy but he ignored her like she did it all the time. The boy was very surprised. "This is Clarisse." She nodded, "Daughter of Ares." She crossed her arms. "And this is..." Percy faltered. "Wait. I brought you and I don't even know your name."  Clarisse chuckled. "My name is Peter. Son of Nemesis." Percy nodded, "Theyre going to help me train you and other things that are confidential." Steve came up, "I'm sorry, but how are they going to train us? They're kids." Clarisse softened at the soldier, "Well, Captain. Seeing as your not fazed by what we've said, Percy has told you about our world." Steve nodded, "Did he tell you that all demigods train? No matter your age?" Steve furrowed his eyebrows, "All demigods know how to fight. Percy is the best sword fighter we've had in a very long time. He used to train the new campers. And I think he's told you all this but he is one of the oldest living demigods. Myself next and seventeen."(I have no idea how old she is, so we'll go with this.) Tony's jaw dropped, "But he's nineteen!" She nodded and shrugged, "Yes he is. He is our 'senior demigod'" He sighed, "I've got weapons for all you. Arrows for Clint. Bullets for Tasha. A replica of your shield, gold knuckle thingies for you dad, some more bullets for Bucky and Sam. Wanda you have some daggers and Peter when we get him back he'll have a sword." Sadness flashed across his face but was gone as soon as it came.

Percy POV
I took Clarisse and Peter to rooms Tony said they could use. "Come down in like an hour and food will be ready." They nodded and crashed. I went back down and sighed. I flopped onto the couch and screamed. Bucky chuckled and pat my back. I could feel everyone staring. Suddenly Tony screamed and I shot up with both my swords out. My second sword I got from Hades. It was Nicos sword. Green smoked covered my vision and my demigod senses went haywire. I heard a silky voice call out taunting me, "Perseus, the mighty hero. The broken hero. I have your loved one. He's breaking you know. He has taken form of his greatest nightmare which just so happens to be you. You'll see soon enough, but for now, I believe you have some monsters to take care of." I never saw him but it sounded as though he was everywhere. The smoke disappeared and Dad made the roll call. He sighed when everyone answered. "I'll go. Besides, the last time I was seen was three years ago. Gotta be a vigilante." Dad sighed and tony smirked. I rushed off to change and I jumped off the tower. I was free falling to the ground. Tourists and New Yorkers saw me and started yelling. I smiled and made the water in the air slow me down. "Peter?" I asked into my earpiece while suspended in the air, "Bruce, and eight on Heath." (Most streets will be made up cuz I'm too lazy to look up real street names) I frowned but went off quickly. I saw three dracaena, two hellhounds, and a cyclops. And the mortals could see them. They sensed me and turned. They faltered in drawing out their weapons but did so anyway. "Who are you answering too?" I asked casually as I killed a hellhound, that tried to sneak up on me, with one swift move. My mask covered my mouth. We decided it was best to have a mask and I talked a lot so this way they could mute me if started talking to much. My hair was wild like always but my eyes were a deep blue. I learned how to change my eye color to the closest body of water. Cool right. Sorry, adhd for you. Anyway, I sliced the three snake ladies and the two hellhounds disappeared. Suddenly, a hellhound that looked three times the size of a moose came out and trampled the cyclops. I smiled knowing who the big black mass of fur was. I managed to whistle and jumped and landed on her back. She barked and ran off, careful of the people. She ran into the secret garage thing and I slid off. Then I was under a black mass and I thought I passed out.