Tony Stark's POV

No matter what anybody says about me, I don't mean too be late, I just am. And indeed this afternoon I was. Fury had asked to attend this last minute meeting, and I had been experimenting with...stuff. "Sorry I'm late." I panted, having run from my labs our new 'meeting place'. An empty, white room with all the Avengers sitting on a chairs around a pine wood table. I swung round and plopped myself on the chair nearest to me. "Thank you for coming Mr. Stark." "Before we start I would like to announce. All the Greek, Roman, and Egyptian gods are real, as well as us Norse, but they are actually immortal." Thor boomed. The team took a little time to process this before Fury continued on his speech. "Now, we have a probable terrorist on our hands." Clint, Steve, Natasha and I all tensed up, while Bruce and Thor sat still.

"Who is this Mortal that dares threaten New Yorkians?" Thor demanded, seemingly bored. "Perseus Jackson." Fury stated, and the white board brought up a picture of a twelve year old boy smirking at the camera with his bright sea green eyes and black hair. "You think that a...boy is a terrorist!" I laughed uncontrollably. Fury glared at me, that shut me up. "He is now nineteen, and there is no clear images of him since he was twelve, he has blown up the St. Louise Arch, his school bus and kicked out of more schools you can count on your fingers. He has threatened a man with a gun, when he was twelve. He has blown up a school band room, and threatened three old women on a bus. He and his mother disappeared for ages, and also he alone disappeared when he was fifteen. (A/N: fifteen?) His abusive step father Gabriel vanished off the face of the planet. But- Perseus has no criminal record." I blinked surprised, if he weren't a bad guy, we'd be great friends. "Wait, how does he not have a criminal record?" Clint asked bemused.

Fury shrugged and motioned towards the board. There was Jackson's file.

Name: Perseus Achilles Jackson

Gender: Male

DOB: August 18, 1993

Age: 19

Mother: Dead

Father: Unknown

MIA step-father: Gabriel Ugliano

Step-father: Paul Blofis

Looks: Sea green eyes, black hair...

It went on but I looked away. Thor had been oddly silent and everyone noticed, "You have nothing to say Thor?" Natasha asked curiously. "Yes I do have something to say Widow of Black, I do not think that Lord Perseus Son of Jack is the one you're looking for, he's a true Hero, one that only the greatest should meet." Thor stood up angrily and stomped out of the room. I stood up and followed him, and so did Clint.

"THOR!" I yelled to him, and he turned around to the sound of my voice. He waited patiently as we caught up to him, "It sounded like you know him?" I asked him. Clint nodded his head. "No, Man of Iron, Eye of Hawk, but I would love too, he is the stuff of the legends. There are epic Poems and stories of him sung in Asgard." Thor sighed, enjoying explaining it to them. "Well-" "STARK! THOR! BARTON! GET IN HERE!" Fury yelled, the other Avengers raced out the room, "Meet at Montauk for a pizza party!" I shouted racing to the lift.

Percy's POV

I sat watching the sunset on the beach, lighting up the Ocean in a beautiful golden hue. I felt the heavy wait in my heart, it felt like I was holding up the sky again, except all the pain went to my heart. My mother had died a week ago, and I went to her funeral three days ago, said my words and then went back to camp to mourn with the sea. I had walked into my cabin, to see my girlfriend and my cousin Jason making out on my bed. "Thanks Annabeth, thank you Jason." I told them snarkily. They looked up shocked as I pushed them off my bed, and began to pack, tears running down my face. I had packed all my stuff, went to say goodbye too Grover and Nico, then left to go to Montauk.

As I recalled this I felt myself begin to cry. According to the rumours at camp, I had been the one that cheated on Annabeth, not the other way round. Tears upon tears drippled down my face and a bright shimmering guitar appeared before me. I looked up at the stars, "Thanks Apollo." I murmured sadly, but also hopefully. I picked up the guitar and began to play one of my favourite song,

"Do you ever feel like breaking down?
Do you ever feel out of place,
Like somehow you just don't belong
And no one understands you?
Do you ever wanna run away?
Do you lock yourself in your room
With the radio on turned up so loud
That no one hears you're screaming?

No, you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels all right
You don't know what it's like
To be like me." I felt and heard six people near me.

"To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No, you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life

Do you wanna be somebody else?
Are you sick of feeling so left out?
Are you desperate to find something more
Before your life is over?
Are you stuck inside a world you hate?
Are you sick of everyone around?
With their big fake smiles and stupid lies
While deep inside you're bleeding." They got closer, and I could tell they were listening to me.

"No, you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels all right
You don't know what it's like
To be like me

To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life

No one ever lied straight to your face
And no one ever stabbed you in the back
You might think I'm happy but I'm not gonna be okay
Everybody always gave you what you wanted
You never had to work it was always there
You don't know what it's like, what it's like

To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No, you don't know what it's like (What it's like)

To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No, you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life
Welcome to my life

Welcome to my life." I sang fairly pleasantly I guess.

A new song popped into my head and I began to sing it,

"I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to roam

I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"

One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand..." I glanced at the near figures. I instantly recognised them from the TV, the Avengers.

I changed the song and beat completely, singing

"Some nights I stay up cashing in my bad luck
Some nights I call it a draw
Some nights I wish that my lips could build a castle
Some nights I wish they'd just fall off

But I still wake up, I still see your ghost
Oh, Lord, I'm still not sure what I stand for oh
Whoa oh oh (What do I stand for?)
Whoa oh oh (What do I stand for?)
Most nights I don't know anymore...
Oh, whoa, oh, whoa, oh, whoa, oh, oh,
Oh, whoa, oh, whoa, oh, whoa, oh, oh

This is it, boys, this is war - what are we waiting for?
Why don't we break the rules already?
I was never one to believe the hype
Save that for the black and white
I try twice as hard and I'm half as liked,
But here they come again to jack my style." I sang loudly as the Avengers got within three feet away. I raised my hand in salute quickly and then continued,

"That's alright (that's alright)
I found a martyr in my bed tonight
She stops my bones from wondering just who I am, who I am, who I am
Oh, who am I? Mmm... Mmm...

Well, some nights I wish that this all would end
'Cause I could use some friends for a change.
And some nights I'm scared you'll forget me again
Some nights I always win, I always win..."

Thor joined in with the 'always win'.

"But I still wake up, I still see your ghost
Oh, Lord, I'm still not sure what I stand for, oh
Whoa oh oh (What do I stand for?)
Whoa oh oh (What do I stand for?)
Most nights I don't know... (oh, come on)

So this is it. I sold my soul for this?
Washed my hands of that for this?
I miss my mom and dad for this?" Hawkeye and Captain America joined in with me in that verse.

"No. When I see stars, when I see, when I see stars, that's all they are
When I hear songs, they sound like a swan, so come on.
Oh, come on. Oh, come on. Oh, come on!

Well, that is it guys, that is all - five minutes in and I'm bored again
Ten years of this, I'm not sure if anybody understands
This one is not for the folks at home;
Sorry to leave, mom, I had to go
Who the fudge wants to die alone all dried up in the desert sun?" Ironman and...Bruce Banner joined me this time.

"My heart is breaking for my sister and the con that she called "love"
When I look into my nephew's eyes...
Man, you wouldn't believe the most amazing things that can come from...
Some terrible nights... ah...

Oh, whoa, oh, whoa, oh, whoa, oh, oh,
Oh, whoa, oh, whoa, oh, whoa, oh, oh

The other night you wouldn't believe the dream I just had about you and me
I called you up but we'd both agree

It's for the best you didn't listen
It's for the best we get our distance... Oh...
It's for the best you didn't listen
It's for the best we get our distance... Oh..." This time the Black Widow joined me in harmony.

I put the guitar on the ground and stood up, "So, what do I owe for the pleasure of the Avengers singing with me? Was it the St. Louise Arch event, because, that was a complete mistake?" I told them, stretching. Ironman (or Tony Stark, they were all out of uniform) looked at me surprised and the Black Widow "You're Perseus Jackson?" I smirked, so they had heard of my accident, "Yup please call me Percy, and you are Tony Stark, aka Ironman, what difference does it make to you?" I asked casually.

He looked at me shocked, when we heard a long angry roar. In front of us stood a very angry Hulk. "HULK SMASH PUNY HUMAN DEVICE!" He grabbed his earpiece of his ear, threw it on the floor and stomped on it, shattering it to little pieces. He turned his angry gaze to me and the Avengers stood very still, there was not a superhero who could defeat the Hulk. I took a step forward and gave him the scariest wolf glare I had, and the angry monster winced slightly

Tony Stark's POV

I saw the boy stare down the Hulk, and Hulk winced, frightened, and I didn't judge him. If I was on the receiving end of that glare I would curl up in a ball and whimper, maybe even cry. "Now Bruce Banner, what have I done to you?" He asked, his gaze softening. "NOT BRUCE! I HULK!" Hulk thundered. Perseus- Percy shook his head, "You are Bruce Banner, just another part of him. Now, why are you angry at your earpiece?" The young man gestured to the broken, shattered piece of technology. "They think you a terrorist! I tell them not!" 'How do you know that though Bruce?" The Hulk seemed to relax considerably. "You not hurting anybody, you saved that baby turtle that hatched early. I saw it." Hulks manly voice soon faded into Bruce's normal voice, and we had our friend back.

"Umm...how did you do that?" Bruce asked as Jackson smiled. "I have dealt with angrier people." He replied smoothly, not giving anything away. "Hey! I at least deserve an answer how you did that! I need to calm Stark down when he gets all anxious." Natasha told him annoyed. "Why? Why does he get stressed?" "Because I found my sister that I thought died years ago, but it turned out she was murdered in her apartment in front of her husband who apparently is in such a state of schock he can't even talk and I have a nephew who is god knows where!" I told him angrily, getting defensive. He narrowed his eyes, rage and fury enveloping his whole body. "My MOTHER has just been killed, and when I went to my camp from her funeral I found my girlfriend snogging my cousin, and you want to know why? Because apparently I tried to kill my best friend Frank." He spat, and then began to shake uncontrollably, tears running down his face.

"HOW DARE THEY ACCUSE YOU OF SUCH A THING!" Thor thundered and tried to hug the sobbing mess. "DON'T TOUCH ME GOD!" Percy roared and Thor stood back in shock, "Sorry Thor, it's just...I sacrificed my everything for them, I would have been loyal to the day I died and...and..." Percy was racking with sobs and it began to rain heavily. Thor went to touch the young man and this time Jackson let Thor hug him. "Please do not weep mighty hero, there will be a happy ending this time, for you are stronger than Hercules." "Stronger than Hercules? You're a demigod aren't you? That's why your father was 'Unknown'." I proclaimed, happy to figure things out.

Percy stopped crying and Thor moved away from him. The rain was stopped almost instantaneously. "Tony Stark, are you a war hero?" "Yes." I replied surprised, as the broken eyes met mine. "Steve Rogers, have you been in a huge, major war before?" "Ahh, yes?" "Bruce Banner, have you ever felt so, angry, so upset that you literally would destroy anything you touched?" "Yes." "Natasha Romanova, have you ever been in a situation where, if you made a movement you would be dead in an instant?" "Yes, yes I have." "And Clint Barton...have you ever had a target that moved so much, that even you couldn't shoot?" "No." Clint replied, obviously puzzled. Percy shook his head, "Yes I am a demigod."

Thor shook his head quickly, "Just a demigod? You Percy Jackson have defeated every monster in existence, slain the unholy King of Titans and Mother of all Giants and Titans! You are they foundation of the Greeks still being alive! You are their leader, their friend, their inspiration! You are the inspiration of many cultures Perseus Jackson. Do not try to ignore me. Please." I gaped at the nineteen year old in shock. "You, I'd like on my side." Percy smiled at me sadly, about to say something when Natasha interrupted him, "How can you two not see!" She cried. "See what?" Percy and I chimed at the same time.

"Your mother died, and your lost lost sister died a week ago right?" "Yes." We replied in sync. "And your long lost sister had a son that nobody knows where he is..." She trailed off. Percy looked at me with wide eyes. "What was your sister's name?" "Sally? Why?" Percy started hyperventilating and pacing back and forth. "Not cool Black Widow, not cool. I don't want him as an Uncle! Why couldn't you have kept your mouth shut? Because then we all would have been fine and left without a single glance back." He pointed at me the whole time as he spoke. And then it hit me. "Oh my god. Gods?"