FLIGHT ✔P.M. ₂

chapter ten

ROBIN KNEW GOING TO Norway was a bad idea. Around nine in the morning, while everyone was still asleep (as they had arrived pretty late that night and were really tired), the door was busted down. Robin had been carving his name in Greek on the wall with his sword when it happened. He jumped up, surprised but not really that surprised to see a large group of armed men enter the small house.

The demigod just sighed. Why didn't people just listen to him? He said it was a bad idea to come here. They didn't listen, and now look where that got them. He was sure these armoured men were mortal, meaning he had to put his sword away. Powers it is, he decided.

During the time he was living with the Avengers, his powers started to grow. They became more unstable, unpredictable, and he even discovered some new powers, but he had no idea how they worked or what they really were. He planned to ask his father about them, but he hadn't had time to visit the Empire State Building, an entrance to Olympus, yet.

Robin got up from his sitting position on the floor, and turned his head to the side, cracking his neck in preparation. His eyes caught sight of the logo on their armour - a Hydra. An unrealistic one, but a Hydra nonetheless.

He had fought a Hydra before, but not people who, what? Worshipped Hydras? He did not know. Then it hit him. These guys were HYDRA - the organization Steve kept bringing up. He suddenly felt very stupid.

Pushing his never ending random thoughts aside, Robin threw his hand out, a spark of electricity coming out from them and hitting the first man right in the chest. He feel to the floor with a loud thud.

The other men behind the first one didn't stop to check on him, they simply stepped over his body and rushed at the almost-unarmed demigod. Luckily, Robin was strong and skilled in hand-to-hand combat. He practiced that whenever he was at the Tower, in the training room, and practiced his other abilities against monsters in the street. He knew he could defend himself, and others if he had to. And right now, he had to.

A man ran at him, and the demigod sidestepped. He grabbed the man's arm and flipped him over, all the while sending electrical shocks at his body when they made contact.

He left him on the floor, dead or unconscious, he did not know. He send a powerful gust of wind towards the others who were quickly approaching, sending them flying out the house. Robin joined them there, not giving them time to stand back up. He summoned a lightning bolt from the sky and hit them. None of them moved.

Robin sprinted back instead, almost tripping himself when he made a sharp turn. He opened both bedroom doors. "Get up, we gotta go!" He yelled.

Sam was the first to join the boy outside, closely followed by Steve and Bucky. They were surprised to see all the unconscious and barely breathing bodies on the floor, but not too shocked. It was a miracle they had not been woken up by the sounds. The grass that wasn't covered by snow was smouldering from the lightning blast.

Once Robin was sure they were all there, he took off in a fast paced jog. The others followed. They ran through the deserted streets of the quiet town they were in.

"Where the hell are we going?" Sam asked over the wind, keeping up with Robin's fast pace. He wasn't running as fast as he could, to conserve energy.

"How should I know? I've never been to Norway before!" Robin yelled back, annoyed. Why was he expected to have a plan? He would have been safe in America right now if not for the ever patriotic Captain America!

Steve and Bucky managed to get in front of the two, due to their enhanced super soldier speed. They were faster than Robin, much to his annoyance. It took a few minutes for him to realize that they were leading them back to the quinjet.

Once they arrived, however, they encountered another problem. More HYDRA agents. A lot more. At least ten times more than the handful that were at the safe house. Robin cursed in Ancient Greek when he saw them, stopping mid step. Unfortunately for the heroes, they were already spotted.

"Should've brought the car," Bucky said.

"Yeah, to run them over," Robin murmured in reply. He formed a ball of electricity in his hand. "Come on, Steel. Lend me a hand with these guys, will you?" The boy didn't wait for an answer as he stepped forward and charged into battle.

Bucky, after taking a second to realize he was talking to him (thanks to Sam and Steve staring at him expectantly), did the same.

Steve didn't have his shield, and Sam didn't have his Falcon suit or accessories to go with it. They let Bucky and Robin do the work.

They punched and they kicked, but the agents hit back. They also shot at them, but they had terrible aim. Not a single bullet even grazed them.

Only a dozen agents were left standing by the time a tall man emerged from out of nowhere, it seemed. He had stormy grey hair and blue eyes, and was wearing a long black coat. He seemed to shimmer as he moved. Robin froze in place upon seeing him, his eyes narrowing. His companions were awfully confused by this. Sam and Steve stepped forward to go help him, only to hit the floor, fast asleep. Bucky did the same beside him.

Robin shook himself out of the surprise at seeing the man in front of him. "What are you doing here?" He demanded.

The tall man had put a hand up, causing the HYDRA agents to lower their weapons. He addressed them first, ordering them to take Steve and Bucky back to their vehicle. When asked about Sam, he just said to put him in the quinjet and leave him there. Then he turned back to the demigod before him.

"Now, Robin Carter, that's no way to speak to an old friend, is it?" The man asked, feigning innocence.

Robin glared, and his hand traveled to his necklace, ready to take out his sword.

"No need for that, son of Zeus," The man said, taking a long stride closer and pulling his hand back down.

The demigod pushed him away. "What in Hades do you want, Morpheus?" He asked once again.

Morpheus smiled a chilling smile. "I just came to pay you a little visit," He said, straying from the truth.

"Like Hades you did," Robin said with a scoff. "Why are you working with HYDRA?" He gestured to the men, who weren't paying attention. "I thought Olympus forgave you for aiding with the Titans, now you're working with the bad guys again? Percy asked for a cabin to be built for you at camp, you know!"

The god of dreams chuckled. "Your father is an idiot for that. The gods can't always win, Robin. It's the harsh reality," He informed him coolly.

"HYDRA isn't with nor against the gods. They're against humanity," The pink haired boy stated, crossing his arms over his chest.

Morpheus let out a booming laugh, mocking him. It sent shivers down the boy's spine. "Oh, please. Are you really that naive?" He asked rhetorically. He lowered his voice. "Don't be dense. Everyone is against the gods, even some of your little demigod friends. HYDRA has been trying to create their own god since the beginning. Johann Schmidt tried it. He tried harnessing the Tesseract, and it backfired. They keep trying. The Winter Soldier, all they do. It's for a reason. You may not see it, but I do. I see the bigger picture."

Robin shook his head. "You're insane."

"No, Robin Carter, I'm a survivor."