Annabeth Chase and the Avengers

Chapter 19

Hello, dear readers. When I originally wrote this story, I started messing around on Chapter 19 and onwards. It was really stupid and kind of a joke so that's why I'm going back and redoing everything. So anything from this point on is a bunch of fourth wall breaks and short stories. This is the technical end of the story, but I didn't want to take down the original ending since I found it pretty funny.

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Annabeth

"PIPER!" Annabeth screamed, slicing three monsters that stood between her and her recently-returned best friend. Percy was by her side, and Jason was behind them, his face filled with rage as he made a mad dash to his girlfriend.  

A bald eagle swooped down and morphed into Frank, as he charged alongside Jason. Hazel rode upon Arion, Leo screaming and clutching onto the daughter of Pluto's waist.

"Stop!" Thanos boomed, pressing his sword against her throat. "Or the girl dies."

The six skidded to a halt. Arion nickered nervously, his hooves tapping the ground. 

"What do you want?" Jason spat, facing Thanos. 

"Surrender, and the girl lives." Thanos said simply.

"Don't do it!" Piper screamed, before Thanos traced a thin line of blood across her neck, tiny droplets of blood hitting the ground. 

"Your choice." 

Jason and Frank looked torn. Percy wore a face of indecision, fighting an internal battle with his fatal flaw. Hazel was crying, with Leo gripping her shoulder comfortingly. Annabeth was desperately calculating all the possible battle scenarios. 

Annabeth glanced around. Half the gods fought the Titans, and the gods were losing strength. The other gods and several demigods fought the Giants, and the Avengers, Wakandans, Asgardians, enherjar, and magicians were struggling to hold off the endless tide of soldiers. Doctor Strange and the Masters of the Mystic Arts were keeping the lake at bay, unable to help further. Poseidon was too busy with the Giants to help. Thanos' ship was working overtime, transporting more and more enemies to the surface, and dracaena, cyclops, as well as other monsters were charging towards them from the other side, trying to close them in.

Annabeth turned back to Percy.

The hero's soul, cursed blade shall reap. Olympus, to preserve or raze.

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Percy

Percy was torn. 

Torn between Piper, and the world.

All around them, battle raged. Death and destruction, everywhere.

Was it worth it?

All this fighting, when they could just end the battle with a single snap?

No more battles. Just peace. Never knowing what they had lost.

Could he really make the choice, to take Jason's life away? When he had just gotten it back? When they had all just gotten it back?

Bros didn't do that. They wouldn't take everyone's happiness away.

But would Jason want to sacrifice the world?

Olympus, to preserve or raze.

It all came down to a single line.

The prophecy that he'd been fulfilling his entire life.

He couldn't make the wrong choice.

He couldn't.