In Different Worlds (MCU/PJO) COMPLETED

XIX - Reunited

Annushka

The battle is going very well for us so far. Apparently, only certain members of the Red Room could be harmed by the weapons that the DIA agents held. Which are swords, knives, daggers, an occasional scythe, and bows and arrows. I am one of those who can be harmed by the weapons.

I am able to hold my own though. I only have a few cuts on my face, along with the tingling of bruises forming. I had stripped down to my combat suit when Bronya and I had first left the apartment. I receive Bronya's call, only when I first feel a wave of exhaustion hit. I see Perseus plowing through the girls, punching them in certain areas that knock them out and somehow making it look effortless. My enemy hits me in the face while I stare, and it leaves a big long scratch across my cheek. She holds a dagger, and I look into the girls kaleidoscope eyes. It reminds me of a distant memory.

"Hey Annabeth! I'm Piper McLean. So I heard you need help finding your boyfriend Percy...."

Now it all comes back to me. That was just two years ago when I went on the mission for almost a year. When I returned to the Red Room, they wiped my memories of the mission as they do every time I go on one, and I never remember why I can't perform my training for the Red Room as easily as I used to be able to. It has set me back years of hard work.

"Piper?" I ask the girl I'm fighting.

"Annabeth? Where have you been, and why are we fighting you're my best friend, plus what's with the Russian accent, are you trying to blend in with the people we're fighting?" Piper asks me.

I smirk a bit. "I have been training, as I always am whenever I go missing. I am a Russian spy for the Red Room. I was never your best friend but just a person who acted like one. Plus, I am part of who you are fighting." I knock her out with an elbow to the back of the neck. I take her knife, and go on to the next agent. Or as I know them all, demigods.

Alena

Once we leave the garage, Peter keeps complaining that 'I'm too young to drive,' and 'I don't even have a driver's license.' He doesn't stop protesting until after we are outside the city. I also figure out how to program an auto drive on it, and while I convince Peter to test it out, I figure out a way to hack into the com system that the Red Room uses, and get it to be able for us to hear what they are saying.

About an hour in after talking about what we are and deciding on boyfriend and girlfriend, we are nearing the city we have to drive through, when the com picks up again. It's Bronya's voice. "Annushka are you there?" Peter looks at me in silent questioning. Annushka's reply comes in short, heavy breathing. "yes."

"I have found out that Alena and Peter are going to inform the Avengers of the attack, and get their help. We can not be expected to fight the DIA agents and the Avengers at the same time. So I will try and eliminate them while they are still in no contact with them, but I can not guarantee it. Preserve your energy. You will need it desperately." I hear the line go static, and I turn off the device. I make the car speed up a tad bit more. I can't let us be killed by my old best friend. The car automatically swerves through the traffic.

"What the heck did they just say?" Peter asks me. I quickly translate for him, and he starts to panic a bit. I laugh at him and accelerate to at least 110 mph. "You better go ahead and call Mr. Stark of our arrival before we get killed." I turn off the radio so he can make the call.

"Hey Happy. Can you please put Mr. Stark on the phone?" Peter asks the man on the other end. There is a few moments of silence, until I hear a voice on the other end. "Peter! What do you need Underoos?" I laugh at the nickname. "Um, so Mr. Stark, I'm coming to the facility, and should be there in about five minutes." The other end of the line makes some noise until I hear Peter muttering something about Natasha Romanov. A few seconds later, Peter ends the call. And at that, we arrive at the gates of the Avengers facility. I can see in the rearview mirror, another car speeding a little ways behind us.

"Stark let us in. We legit just called you telling you we were at the gates," I say to the speaker. The gates open, and I speed through them. I open the car door after we stop beside Tony Stark, and a girl who looks like the mirror image of me and Tony. I shut the door, and Peter gets out as well. I walk around the car, and we intertwine hands before walking up to the pair in front of us. I study the girl, but can't place where I know her from. Maybe it's a disguise to trick people into thinking it's me, when it isn't?

"Hey Peter. Oh look! You... brought your girlfriend...." The girl trails off. She seems happy to see Peter at first, but when we hold hands, I don't think she is as much as she used to be. Tony seems to stare at me in shock.

"Alena? Is that you?" Stark asks me. I don't know why he is looking at me like that but whatever I guess.

"Yeah my name's Alena. Alena Kuznetzov," I tell Stark. The girl's eyes widen.

"Kuznetzov?" She asks. I nod, with a look of confusion on my face. She hugs me, and Stark looks like he's going to tear up. What surprises me even more is that he hugs me as well. "Welcome home," He whispers in my ear. I break the hug.

"What do you mean? I just met the both of you and you are acting like I am a long lost family member," I ask them. The girl looks at Tony again.

"I guess she's been in Russia all these years. In the place Nat always talks about," the girl says to him. I start trying to put pieces together.

"If you are talking about the Red Room then yes. I was trained there ever since I was three. After my mom died, I had been taken there, and then just recently I was sent on a mission to monitor this one, but I could not bring myself to carry out my orders. I am currently on the run as of yesterday," I brief them.

"Alena, you never knew your father right?" the girl asks. I nod cautiously.

"My mom always said I looked just like my twin sister, and my dad.... wait. Are you two my sister and dad?" I ask trying to hide my hope. They nod. Me and my now reunited twin sister hug, and I see my dad looking at the two of us with a smile on his face. I smile at him and open my arm and he joins the hug. I look at Peter, and see that he looks a little left out. "Get in here," I laugh and he joins the group hug. I notice that I am finally right where I want to be. Until I hear a sound I don't want to hear. The sound of a soviet slug.