Captain America, the super soldier, war hero, the first avenger. Bucky Barnes, Steve's best friend. Until he died that is. But we all know now that he never really died. He was taken by Hydra and experimented on. Turned into the Winter Soldier. But during the time the Avengers were breaking apart, fighting against each other, they found out that there were more Winter soldiers. Men and women turned into super soldiers, people even stronger than Bucky, the first Winter Soldier, with power that could rival even Captain America himself. But when they later raided the base, they found every one of them dead. What they didn't know was that years ago, one of them had escaped. One Winter Soldier still alive. One Winter Soldier that could rival Captain America. One Winter Soldier with the power of the gods in his hands. And this Winter Soldier's name is Percy Jackson.

BOOK ONE OF THE GOLDSTREAK TRILOGY They found her in the middle of the street, small hands woven into short, dark hair, bent over on her knees, sobbing her heart out as she trembled. It was Tony who did the assessment (because his suit made him good for that) and he was stunned to find the girl was giving off a heat signature so high that the only reading he received was a flashing 'ERROR.' >>> Megan is a disaster, with powers gone wrong. Pietro is a hurricane, stunned by a ray of light that happens to cross his path. [a marvel au - universe 717] [ Now featured on MarvelFanficRec's official reading list! Was a featured Wattpad FanFic story in Nov of 2017! ]

Percy is a tool. I'm not being rude. He is literally a tool. Used and broken by the gods, then thrown away, to places where nothing thrives but the darkness. Annabeth is dead. So are the rest of the Seven. So, naturally, Percy assumes that he can get some time off. Get his mind out of the dark places that have been haunting him since the war with Gaea. But no, he can't. When he arrives at his mother's apartment to find both her and Paul laying dead on the floor, all valuables gone, something inside Percy breaks. It just snaps, and the next thing Percy knows, a pair of warm arms are trying to wrap themselves around him... ___________________________________________ This is a Percy X Apollo fanfic, taking place after the Heroes of Olympus series. I do NOT own the Percy Jackson series, and warning: There will be mention of suicide, possible graphic scenes, and violence. I will provide another warning before each chapter that has something I feel may be disturbing to some. If you do not pay attention to these, that is your fault. You have been warned. Also, yes, the title is from a Beatles song. Thank you.