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The Inner Circle (Percy Jackson x Avengers)
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Ongoing, First published Mar 11, 2021
Winter Solider / The Avengers and Percy Jackson Crossover. 
Timeline: The Winter Solider and after Heroes of Olympus. 

Hydra had offered to bring her back safely as long as he agreed to the research for a year's time. He had dug further before accepting and saw the beginnings of discovering the nature of inhumans. In one perspective, if he volunteered himself, no one else had to get hurt and she would be home safe and sound. But, as the fates would have it, he volunteered for more than he signed up for and by the end or beginning of the end of it all, he had forgotten the purpose of it all. 

The pains of his past slowly melted into unconscious dreams of bliss as the present months caught up with him. Everyday it was dark, bleary, and routine. But, he had the gut feeling that he possessed something that could throw the world upside down. Something more than what his superiors politely asked him to tap into, yet never recorded down for fear that he would be dragged down further into the circle. 

Continue reading this story for the epic showdown that is Percy Jackson colliding with the Avengers and working around the Inner Circle. "Let's make it spicy." And disclaimer: this is fanfic so of course, all original content credits goes to Marvel and Rick Riordan for this one.
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