Percy Jackson And The Avengers
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  • Reads 9,010
  • Votes 223
  • Parts 10
  • Time 14m
Ongoing, First published Jun 28, 2015
When I was coming home from work one day I had a feeling I was being followed. I wasn't worried because i was a level 8 S.H.I.E.L.D agent. 'Really' I thought when I was about to turn the key to my house on I felt something I couldn't explain on the other end of the door. 'Well crap' when I went to throw the door open,

You'll have to read to find out the rest. 



I'm evil


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