• 𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖔𝖊𝖘 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 𝖙𝖜𝖔 𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖑𝖉𝖘 •

Darkness and- OH NO NOT THE FOURTH WALL

=Percy=

"I don't think it worked," Clint said.

"You think?" said Percy. "What are we gonna do?"

"Friday?" Natasha asked.

"Yes, Natasha?" Friday's voice replied.

"Initiate Uninvited Protocol." Natasha turned on the TV and switched it to the Security Footage.

"Got it, Natasha." After a second, she said, "Initiating Uninvited Protocol." There was a whirring sound and the security cameras zoomed into the policemen's faces.

Percy recognized the two policemen; they were the two who arrested the Stolls a few years back because they stole a skateboard. It was Officer Brown and Officer Greenwall.

"Hello?" Brown said to the front desk lady, Jacy Strawne, in a Southern accent. "We're looking for Perseus Jackson."

"I-" Jacy said, and was interrupted by Friday.

"I'll take it from here, Miss Strawne." There was another whirring noise and an automated Friday voice sounded in the lobby. "Mr. Stark wishes for your presence to go somewhere else, preferably not here."

The two men raised their guns. Greenwall narrowed his eyes. "And why should we listen to you?" He had a light Russian accent, sounding a little bit like Wanda Maximoff.

Suddenly a red dot appeared on each of the policemen's ties. "Go before I make you," Friday said, deathly calm.

That got them going.

Brown and Greenwall hurried out of the door before Friday could say anything else.

"Thanks Friday!" Natasha said.

"My pleasure, Agent Romanoff." The TV clicked off and everyone went on with their day.

=Skip to that Night (brought to you by the guy in de chair)=
=Annabeth=

Annabeth was getting ready for bed. She threw on blue polka dot pajamas and another Science Pun shirt. This time it was, "Do you know any good sodium jokes?" "Na."

Percy walked into the room, his hair slightly wet from a shower. "Night Wise Girl," Percy said.

"G'night, Seaweed Brain." She closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Suddenly she was engulfed in darkness.

"Hello?" she called. "Percy? Leo? Piper? Frank? Tony?"

"They can't affect you here," a melodic voice said. It was everywhere, not appearing to come from anywhere in particular.

Annabeth instinctively reached for her dagger, but she remembered she was in pajamas and didn't have a dagger. "Schist."

"Wondering who I am, hm?" the voice said.

"Yes, please enlighten me," Annabeth said sarcastically. "You think I don't know you?"

"You don't," the voice replied. "Children of Athena, using empty promises and strategy to get out of holes. Hah, pathetic! The only way to get out of holes is to use a rope."

"You must still have your head in a box," Annabeth retorted. "I'd tell you to think outside the box, but it seems you're not capable of doing that."

"You'd make a useful addition to my army," it said. "Come, Annabeth Chase, and join the darkness."

Darkness....darkness? Annabeth racked her brain for darkness figures. Chaos....Selene....Artemis....Nyx.

"You're Nyx!" she said. "Primordial deity of night."

"Yes!" the voice said. "Come join me, as many already have. We'll take over the gods, have a new age of darkness."

"Who have you recruited?" Annabeth asked. Then 20 figures appeared, two of them Annabeth recognized to be Eris and Oizys- mischief and misery. Just perfect.

"I've made myself a good army. Are you impressed?" Nyx chuckled. "I think you'd make a nice addition to it."

"No way in Hades am I joining you!" Annabeth yelled.

"Oh," Nyx said. "I wasn't giving you a choice." A large black hand reached out through the darkness and brushed Annabeth's cheek. It would've seemed like an affectionate gesture, except for the fact that this lady was trying to freaking kidnap her and make her join her little cult of evil.

Annabeth's face felt cold and aching. She fell to the ground, blinking rapidly.

"I suppose I should bring you back to your little superhero tower." Annabeth tried looking up. "Ta ta, wise one..." And with that, Annabeth blacked out.

=Frank=

Frank woke up in the middle of the night to a small sniffling noise next door. He walked to the door, the floorboards creaking creepily with every step. Creak. Creak. Creeeeeeak. Creak. Frank opened the door slowly and walked toward the room next to his.

Peter.

Frank knocked quietly. "Come in, whoever you are. Probably Mr. Stark or someone," Peter said softly.

"No, just me," Frank said. "You okay?"

"I'm...fine.." Peter sighed. "Nighmare. Couldn't sleep, so I'm reading fanfiction on Wattpad."

"Oh yeah?" Frank sat at the edge of the bed. "Annabeth reads that I think. What's it about?"

"There's this super cool Butterfly Man - you know, from Marvel? - and his secret identity is Tom Holland." (there goes the fourth wall....sorry not sorry) Peter shrugged.. "He's a lot like the superheroes today, just not as cool."

"Annabeth is obsessed with those ones." Frank laughed quietly. "What happened next?"

"His girlfriend Zendaya and him have an internship at Downey Industries. And yeah, there's a lot of angst and fluff," Peter said. "Thanks for checking in on me. I'm still a piece of garbage!" he sang jokingly, giving Frank awkward finger guns. "Usually Mr. Stark does it, but he's asleep I guess."

"No problem." Frank didn't bother to question the nightmare. He and the demigods got a lot of them. "Glad I could help."

"Y-you're not going to ask me what the nightmare was about?" Peter asked timidly.

"I get a lot of them myself," Frank explained. "Night Peter."

"Night, Frank." Peter looked back down(ey..k i'll stop) at his laptop as Frank closed the door.

Frank Zhang, making friends since 1999, Frank thought to himself jokingly. Peter was an interesting kid. Frank could tell he'd been through a lot. But then again, who hasn't?

Word count: 951

I broke the fourth wall........whoops?
So there you have it, my long awaited chapter that I am very sorry for not giving to you earlier. Writer's block hit me in the head hard. Anyway, hope you enjoyed that nice little Peter and Frank bonding time because they would make good friends I think. Fluff is always nice to write.
Cya peeps!
Stay smart and stuff, Athenian_magic.