Hazel
I was nervous. Today was my first date with Frank, and I seriously didn't want to make a fool out of myself. Thankfully, I had managed to adapt to these modern times. I was living in an apartment with him in Manhattan, near where Percy Jackson lived.
I was wearing a sleeveless golden dress and a choker that was covered with rubies and gold. I was wearing black high heels and my hair was swept into (what girls from these times call) a fishtail braid. I had a black sling-on purse that was secretly my cavalry sword (just because you never know).
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK.
"Frank? Is that you?" I called. No answer.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK.
"Frank, come in if you want. The door is unlocked." Still no answer.
I was starting to fell panicky now. What was going on? I heard the front door of my apartment open. I brushed a stray piece of hair out of my face and behind my ear. No need to panic. it was probably just Frank, playing a joke, or a prank.
I took a deep breath, and opened the door of my room. As soon as I opened it, I realised I was mistaken. It wasn't Frank at the door. Not him at all.
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Hazel Levesque Meets the Avengers
FanfictionI know this is an incredibly common story idea, but I seriously wonder what would happen if Hazel met the Avengers. So, here goes.
