Bruce

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Tony walked in with a scrawny kid slung over his shoulder.

"Is this the kid?" I asked suspiciously.

"Yup," Tony replied, tossing the kid onto my examination table.

The kid screamed in agony.

"Dude, you really have to work on your people skills," I scolded.

I began my examination.

•Twenty Minutes Later•

Shattered rib cage, stab wound in lower chest, and cuts, bruises, and scars all over this kids body.

"No wonder he screamed when you dropped him, he has serious injuries all over him!" I yelled at Tony.

"Can I please have some water?" the kid, who's name is apparently Perseus, asked for the seventh time.

"Sure, Perseus," I said, filling a plastic cup with water.

"Percy," Percy replied, wincing at this small action.

More like Persassy.

"So how did this happen to you?" Natasha asked curiously.

"None of your business," Persass-Percy snapped defensively.

What is up with this kid?

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