His only nephew~Pjo and Avengers crossover

Chapter 10

~I can't sleep~

~Percy~

I let out a dramatic sigh, I have been trapped in here for about a week. From what happened at the park, that lady, Kyndie Grandlish, pronounced Cindy grand-ish, had decided to sue us.

Well, at least Peter got it on tape. That poor kid would be taken away from his mother because she told him to hit me.

I tried not to cry about it, but when Tony told me that I had to go back to court I couldn't take it. I locked myself up and here we are.

I needed to talk to Annabeth. I didn't have my phone and I had no drachma or a way of making a rainbow. Even with the bathroom next to me.

It was Monday tomorrow and I had missed a week of school. I had to go to school. Maybe there was a phone I could use? I didn't have much money but if there is enough I will call her.

I laid down in my bed, thinking about everything that happened. Mom, Tony, Annabeth and then that dream. I don't think Bruce was getting his check up.

I closed my eyes and let my body be put to rest, even for a little while.

~

That night, I had another dream.

The man was with me again, he smiled a little to me, "Hard day?"

I nodded, the heart beat pounded in the back of my mind. I was daintily aware of it but it sounded like it was covered with blankets.

"The heart beat," I asked him, "what is it?"

He looked at me like I had grown an extra head, "What are you talking about?"

I shook my head deciding he was either playing games or really didn't know, "Nevermind."

Loki then furrowed his eyebrows, "Oh shit, I have to go. You should stay in your room and stay away from him."

"What?" I asked him confused.

But he was already gone. Who is him? Why do I need to stay away and how is he even getting into Stark towers?

~

I groaned as the alarm blared like a rock concert in my ears. Today was Tuesday, I got to stay home yesterday because they wanted to make sure my rib cage was as good as I say.

I grabbed a cup of water and took my pills. They went down sort of weirdly today.

I smashed down on my alarm and flung myself out of bed. I threw on a loose T, jogging pants and a hoodie.

I rolled out like an autobot all the way to the kitchen.

There was the whole crew. Even Peter was here, I waved slightly to them and grabbed a muffin from the coverts.

"Percy, sit down," Tony finally said. His voice seemed harsh and angry.

Suddenly I felt like the whole world was pinned against me. Calm down Percy, it's just your brain, I thought.

I begrudgingly did as he told me to, I sat down and nibbled my muffin. I wish it was blue.

Oh god, mom. I refused to believe she was actually dead. All they found was lots of blood from mom, Paul was a mystery to me though. His arm. . .

"Percy? You look like your going to puke, have you been eating?" Peter asked me softly.

I nodded to him and munched on my muffin.

Tony began to speak, "Listen, Percy I need you to wait for me to come pick you and Peter up no matter What. Unless your life is In danger, then you should be able to wait."

"Alright," I replied, a little annoyed.

"Also, if you didn't like the tablet I gave you, why didn't you say?" he retorted.

"Well. . . I didn't want you to be angry," it was true, I didn't want him to be angry with me.

He handed me a book bag from under the table. I thanked him and put the book bag on. It was a simple black one with lots of pouches, but I didn't mind.

"One more thing, I don't want you to talk to random people. I don't trust them," he told me.

Dammit. I thought that we were over this, what the hell happened?

"I thought you. . . were done with this?" I nearly shouted. I shook my head and stood up.

My chest began to hurt with sadness. Why was this all so complicated? I remembered when Jason pointed to the bus stop across the Street.

I looked out the window, he was nowhere to be seen. I've been abandoned by the world.

"No, Percy," he sighed in complete annoyance.

If he was going to be so annoyed with me, why did he force me away from my dad? I could be so much more happy if I could just talk to someone I trust.

"Listen, I don't-" he started again, I cut him off.

"No, just. . . Stop it for once," I snapped.

I turned on my heel, but Peter gripped my shoulder, "Percy, just listen to him! Nobody here is going to leave you alone."

I glared at Tony, "I knew it! You told everyone about my issues without my consent! I should've fucking knew you were going to do this."

I angerily stormed away into the bathroom, I slammed the door shut and locked it. I slid down the door and let out a silent choke of a cry.

"Percy!" Tony yelled from outside of the door. He pounded on it for me to open. I flinched, the sudden memory of Gabe slamming the door so hard he broke it popped into my head.

My cries came out more and more, I didn't want this. I just want to sleep until it's all gone.

Please.

~Tony~

I knocked on the door again, calling for Percy to come out.

Everyone looked at me like I was overreacting, but I was worried that the kid would hurt himself.

Bruce put his hand on my shoulder, "Look, I know you care, but you have to just let him relax. Percy is just struggling, you, as an adult, have the power to help him."

I looked at him, "What do you mean?"

What did he mean? Was he insinuating that I could snap my fingers and all of his problems would just dissapear? I don't know if he's realized this yet, but Percy hates me.

Bruce replied with only a single word, "Therapy."

I was about to snap at him until I thought about it, Percy has never had the care he needed for his mental illness. I have enough money to get him the best treatment in America.

"I think we should take him into my office for a checkup while everyone goes on their missions," Bruce said, "I don't think he's coming out in time for school."

"Yeah," I agreed, "good idea."