(Im) perfect

Chapter 1

I do not own any of these characters. Their rights belong to Rick Riordan and Marvel

I was taking a run through Brooklyn, enjoying the slight breeze and the nature around the path, when I saw a small child in an old World War 2 aviators jacket with a sword in hand and getting ready to fight a huge beast. The "beast," had three heads and was a brown color that reminded me of bog water. I was Captain America, Leader of the Avengers and War hero, so I needed to handle this.

"Hey kid! Run!" I yelled but instead of running like I hoped the kid would, the kid yelled back with fear and confusion in his voice.

"No!  Get out of here!"

The kid had an accent that I couldn't place, but that didn't matter, people were staring and coming over to see what was going on. I knew that I couldn't fight this... thing without my shield, and there was no time to call for backup, by the time they got here, it would be too late. Instead I tried to make sure that everyone was out of harms way. As I got the crowd to a safe distance and was getting ready to get the kid out, but the "beast" was on the ground, dark green blood seeping through a wound in its chest.

I watched in awe and fear as the "beast's" body sunk into the shadows around it. The kid sighed and looked at his blood covered sword in annoyance. I wondered why this kid, who couldn't have been no more than 13 years old, had a sword. What kind of parents let their child walk around with sword and fight monsters? The kid stuck his sword back in his belt and was about to walk away but I ran forward and stopped him.

"Hey! Are you okay?" I yelled but the kid huffed in annoyance.

"Im fine!" He yelled back, his back still facing me.

"Look kid, I don't know what that was or why you were fighting it, but it's kinda my job to make sure people are safe, so if you could please look at me?" I called out, trying to make my voice as soft as possible but still kept the "Captain America" facade. People were staring and the kid turned around and he looked livid his eyes staring into mine and my body went cold.

"I said I'm fine!" His face was covered in blood and his arm was gashed, he most certainly wasn't fine, but he took off in the opposite direction before I could say anything else I chased after him but as soon as he hit the grass he disappeared.

Now, I thought about taking this to Fury but he would have sent a search for a kid that he didn't have any information for besides the accent and hair color. So I didn't take this to Fury, I didn't even tell the Avengers.

It had been two weeks later that I heard a knock on my apartment door. I lived in a small, one bedroom, one bathroom apartment in brooklyn. It was close to the old brick building that Bucky and I shared an apartment in back before the war, they got our living situation all wrong.

When I opened the door I was surprised to see a Five foot Three boy with dark brown eyes and black hair. It took me a moment to realize that it was the kid from the "Beast incident."

The kid stuck out his hand before introducing himself, "Hi, Im Nico di Angelo, we sorta met two weeks ago."

I was very confused, Nico, was the kid that was killing the "beast."

"Uhh, yes?" I responded and Nico let out a huff.

"My... Friend, told me to apologize. He says I shouldn't have brushed you off." Nico said as though it pained him.

I didn't say anything and Nico rolled his eyes before starting to leave, but I couldn't let a young man leave like this, if he did have parents they weren't really good, letting their child run around with a sword. So I called out to him, "Wait! Would you like to come in? Breakfast is on the stove."