Percy Jackson hates the Fates. They fuck everything up, every single time, without fail. Now more than ever.
The war is over. The casualties were awful, but at least the seven, Nico, Reyna, and all the others he was very close with were okay.
He needs a break, so he leaves. He leaves camp without a trace and goes to the cabin on Montauk. He needs peace and quiet, and he needs the gods to leave him the hell alone.
However, the Fates have other plans, and just when he thinks he can catch a break, they shove a group of ragtag superheroes into his life; and the world needs saving again.
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This is the rewrite! A lot is changing, I know, but it'll still have that same cliche feel to it, this time featuring decent writing! Also, I don't wanna traumatize my boy Percy and kill off everybody he knows and loves. So there's that!
I hope you guys enjoy! :)
After two wars Percy has returned home to his mom only to find out there was an alien attack in New York by a group named "Avengers." Percy is struggling to go back to normal. He has been having nightmares. Also finding out he is has an aunt Natasha. Join Percy on an adventure as he meets the avengers and fury.
"Where have you been Percy?" I looked up at my mom's face. I am sure she could read my stricken face.
Memories of Tartarus and Mother Earth flashed through my mind and I shut my eyes at the memories. I breathed slowly in and out. I shook my head.
I smiled at my mom again. "Did you make any blue cookies," I asked.
My mom just smiled sadly at me. "I will make some cookies."
This is a fan fiction of Avengers and Percy Jackson. Wanted to write my own version of a crossover.