Part 2 in the Split Souls series. Check out part 1, Before I Die, first! With the new prophecy issued, the Avengers, demigods and gods have another trial on their hands, and it isn't just getting along. "The future reveals of a god reborn, The falsely accused is not to scorn; A mad foe schemes of a dark crusade, Vacant heart when the price is paid; The Fates entwine as our worlds align, All prepare for a new design; For if all are to stand alone, Carve upon the resting stone; Far beyond the gift of dreams, The end is not where it seems." ~~~~~~ Current word count is 81,107 as of chapter 33 ~~~~~~ Rights to Marvel and Rick Riordan Cover by @ShipCanons Only the plot is mine

With Sally and Paul missing, Percy learns that he has a mortal uncle. Tony Stark was not expecting to find that he had a nephew; nor that said nephew was a terrorist, according to SHIELD. What side is he to choose, his work- with the Avengers(with SHIELD), or this boy- his chance at having a family? Likewise, the Avengers are also surprised. Percy is keeping secrets, and they don't know if they can trust him. Is he dangerous? Or could he become part of their ragtag family? Perhaps both? How will Percy handle all the things that are getting thrown at him? Will he manage to stay himself through it all? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Current word count is 122,856(as of chapter 55) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Most Impressive Ranking: #1 in percyjackson September 28th, 2019 #1 in thor June 5th, 2019 #1 in avengers June 9th, 2019 #1 in crossover August 10th, 2019 #1 in nicodiangelo August 24th, 2019 ~~~~~excerpts~~~~~ "Brother, what if the other gods learn of this?" "They will fear him. They will fear him in a way that only cowards can fear someone weaker than them." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Okay. So, what are you gonna do?" "You will just have to wait and see, little cousin." She says. "You are really tall for a girl, but I'm still taller." I reply. "I'm older." "You were a tree!" "Still older." "You stopped aging just before you turned 16. I'm seventeen." I argue. "And I haven't had my years messed with." "If I hadn't had my years messed with, I'd be twenty-one." She smirks. "If we go by dates, then Nico is the oldest." I comment. She stops walking for a minute. "No. No, he's little. He's little cousin." "Then so are you." I smirk. She glares at me. "Agree to disagree, Kelp head. C'mon, we've got stuff to do." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I do not own the characters, they belong to Marvel and Rick Riordan. Cover is made by @ShipCanons However, the plot this fanfic takes is TOTALLY mine and I'm proud. Chapters average at just over 2,000 words each.

(COMPLETED) Under editing "Ah.... it's me Lady Artemis, Percy? You know, that guy who held up the sky for you so that you can kick Atlas' ass? That guy?" "What are you talking about, boy? I have never held up the sky or even seen you in my life." 'Wait what? How can she not remember that? How can anyone not remember that? The only way that's possible is if... Oh no...' Percy then asked a question that he hoped was wrong to ask, "Lady Artemis, what is the year today?" Artemis still held up her bow, but her hold on it eased up from the strange question, "This is the age of rebellion boy, the gods and titans are currently fighting. How do you not know about this?" 'I am so screwed,' thought Percy. ___ Percy finds himself thousands of years in the past with a man-but-not-yet-hating goddess.