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Percy awoke with a peaceful sigh.

A smile crossed his lips as he rolled out of bed slowly, stretching his arms and back, then pulling himself to his feet and looking out the window.

The snow was falling outside. Enough for there to be a winter wonderland cascading all over Manhattan. He had a good feeling he was going to get a call from his mom later about hanging out with Estelle…

Especially if the news stations called today a snow day.

He went for his closet immediately, slipping out of the clothes he wore to bed and into a comfy pair of sweats and a blue, almost teal, sweater before he went for the door and left his room.

The halls of the mansion echoed sound from the main living room, drawing Percy’s attention as he walked the halls. Eyes forward and not really concerned about anything. Currently, he was on the second floor, so he found his way to the stairs, before he stepped down each one, using the railing to steady himself.

The second he turned the corner into the living area that was connected to the kitchen though,

“Oh, look! The zombie’s woken up!”

Percy’s smile remained on his face as he rubbed his eye. Several of the other Avengers were scattered around it and the living room, dressed in casual clothing from work out shirts to button ups to even sweaters. Clint sat at the bar, coffee in hand and fixing the purple glasses on his face. Beside him was Steve, focused on the newspaper from the Daily Bugle. On the other side of him was Sam, looking at something on his phone.

“Huzzah! The hero has joined us in our morning feast!” Thor exclaimed, lifting his mug and swinging an arm around his neck. Percy let off a weak protest, almost sounding like a cat, as the God of Thunder sipped his drink.

“Okay, Goldilocks. How about you let the guy go before you send him back to sleep?” Tony cracked a joke, standing on the other end of the bar with his tablet against the countertop.

“Ah! Apologies my friend!” Thor patted his shoulder, once again earning a sound of protest from Percy.

“Seriously, brother… Do you ever get tired of such theatrics?” Loki sighed, looking at a book from his place on the couch.

“What are you…” Percy narrowed his eyes as he looked at the book in Loki’s hands before he snorted. “You’re reading My Little Pony!?”

Loki only raised his head, turning to meet Percy’s gaze unchallengingly. The children’s book in his hand remained open. “Yes. Is that a problem, Perseus?”

“No.”

“Then be silent.” Loki turned his attention back to his book

Clint, Tony and Sam all did their best to cover the snickers. A glance from Thor achieved the job as Steve put his newspaper down and turned to Percy. “How are you feeling, son?”

“Still very old fashioned…” Tony coughed under his breath. If Steve had any irritation, he didn’t show it.

Percy scratched his head. “Fine… you know, other than the phantom pains that keep coming from my left shoulder…”

“We’re lucky Strange managed to do a patch job like that.” Bruce said, also absorbed with something on his own tablet. “Otherwise we would have had to cut it off.”

“Stupid vampires.” Sam muttered, sipping his coffee.

Percy nodded in agreement. “Stupid vampires.”

It was a very routine mission last night. Mark Spector, the Moon Knight, has gotten a warning from Khonshu that Dracula had gotten his hands on an artifact that would turn Manhattan into vampire central. 

Of course, with the literal Egyptian god of the Moon and Vengerance telling him this, the Moon Knight was quick to pass along the message.

Mark immediately alerted Steve and Tony soon after, and it didn’t take long for the former to call a code red, alert the Avengers to assemble, and get into the jet, going straight into the heart of Transylvania. There they met up with Doctor Strange, Blade, Magik, Elsa Bloodstone, Morbius and Ghost Rider, members of the Midnight Suns along with Moon Knight, already hearing about the artifact and on a mission to capture it.

Unfortunately for the Avengers and the Midnight Suns, it was an uphill battle, as Dracula had seen them coming. He had hundreds of vampires to throw at all of them too, making their jobs an absolute hell to accomplish, especially after the close calls of some vampires trying to bite and infect the heroes.

But in the end, the Avengers and the Midnight Suns managed to stop Dracula, acquiring the ancient artifact and stopping the King of the Vampires in his tracks.

But not before Dracula managed to chomp down on Percy’s shoulder.

The bloody mess that followed almost turned Percy into a vampire himself, and had it not been for Doctor Strange immediately going to work on an anti infection spell, he would have been a vampire slave to Dracula. 

Of course, Strange patched Percy up, but through the chaos, Dracula managed to get away again, much to Blade’s irritation and anger. But not before Logan managed to inflict a wound that made Dracula bleed.

The two teams left Transylvania, going their separate ways for the night as Mark secured the artifact and brought it back to Khonshu for further instruction. The Avengers all returned to the mansion, wanting to get some shut eye after the long fight they had against vampires. The Midnight Suns however went back to hunting down Dracula, hoping that the blood trail Wolverine left would lead them to him.

Not even twenty four hours after the conflict and Percy could still feel the bite marks on his shoulder. There wasn’t anything visible anymore, but the phantom pains were there.

“So what are we doing?” Percy changed the topic, looking at the kitchen. Then he frowned. “Where is this ‘feast’?”

“Well…” Thor looked like he was trying to hide anticipation. “We were kind of waiting on you for it…”

Percy frowned, then looked at the kitchen, where a mixing bowl, a bottle of vegetable oil, a small amount of blue food coloring, and a box of Bisquick sat on the counter. He let out a sigh.

“Steve makes pancakes too, Thor.” Percy turned to the Thunder God with a tired look. “I’m not the only chef around here.”

“Well… yes.” Thor acknowledged, but then looked at the floor with a thoughtful look, “But he refuses to make them blue…”

One look at Steve made it clear that Thor was full of shit. The Captain America himself may have said that there’s no such thing as blue pancakes once upon a time, but Percy shut him up afterwards and there wasn’t a single argument from Steve ever since.

Percy himself was not exactly the most excited on the party train. But he took a look around the room to find Clint and Sam looking quite interested in his answer. Tony was acting like he was typing on the tablet, but his eyes were looking at Percy. Bruce was also doing his best to hide his eyes but his body language screamed guilty.

The only two not showing the biggest interest for blue pancakes were Steve and Loki, however the former gave a smile, but he was definitely letting Percy be the one to make the final call. Loki was trying his best to hide the chuckle, but failing miserably.

Percy pressed his lips together to make a sneer, but the corners of his mouth only went up instead of down.

He sighed in defeat. “Alright, fine.”

“YEAH!” Tony, Clint and Sam yelled out loud and raised their arms in victory.

“HUZZAH!” Thor cheered, arms raised, and definitely spilled his drink all over the floor. 

Percy shook his head passing Steve to the fridge and grabbing the eggs while muttering, “Stupid hungry hippos.”

“You know you could say no, right?” Bruce asked, amused by this turn of events as Percy went right into the pantry.

“Well, I’m starving, so I don’t care.” Percy replied as he came back out, masking his own annoyance. “Who’s all getting some?”

“Just us.” Steve said, gesturing to those in the living room. “Natasha went to take care of something at S.H.I.E.L.D, Carol went into space on a mission with the Guardians, Wanda and Vision went on a walk, Mark’s still doing whatever Khonshu asked of him last night, T’Challa just went back to Wakanda, Jen and Betty are in the sparring room, Hank and Janet just left for California, and Logan and Anna left for the X-Mansion.”

Percy hummed as he began to pour pancake mix into the mixing bowl. Then sat there thinking, before he went and grabbed another one from the upper cabinets.

“You do not need that much.” Bruce said, exasperated by the size of the bowls.

Percy only raised an eyebrow almost like he was saying ‘Are you sure about that?’.

“Bruce. Don’t act like the Hulk isn’t influencing your decision right now.” Percy said, cracking an egg against the counter, earning snorts from Tony and Clint. Bruce remained quiet, trying to ignore the way the Hulk laughed in the back of his mind. The raven haired swordsman turned back to the bowls. “Besides the second Jen hears of this, she’s going to come running.”

“Unless we just don’t tell her about it…” Loki looked mischievous.

“That sounds like a brilliant idea!” Thor clapped his hands together, of course putting his drink down to do so. “More pancakes for me!”

Bruce watched the opening cautiously. “Well, hopefully you can get away with it then.”

Percy put the bottle of vegetable oil down then went for his wooden spoon. A smile blooming once more, combined with a warm and wicked gleam. “Yes… we shall see…” he side eyed the box. “Especially because this appears to be the only box we have.”

“We won’t need more.” Tony waved his hand, his eyes stuck on his tablet. “Especially if we can keep this under wraps.”

Percy shook his head, mixing everything together. Steve got up from his chair. “Well, if we’ve got Percy doing that, I believe I have the right to make some bacon and sausage.”

“HUZZAH!” Thor cheered again. Others joined him once more.

Percy gave a low chuckle while he mixed the first bowl. Once he thoroughly mixed the ingredients in the first one, he made for the second one and picked it up.

But before he could begin to stir,

“Perseus.”

Percy’s smile slipped from his face as the familiar voice reached his ears. His hand went rigid around the wooden spoon and his eyes remained glued to the contents.

“What the…” Tony actually lifted his head this time, turning to the entryway along with almost everyone else.

Standing in the doorway was an older man dressed in a bahama shirt with coconuts and parrots all over it and khaki shorts with birkenstocks on his feet. There was a cap upon his head that said Neptune’s Lucky Fishing Hat. Black hair and trimmed beard but there was a mix of gray throughout both and his sea green eyes were locked on Percy.

Who continued to act like the newcomer didn’t exist.

“Jarvis, who let the weird fisherman into the mansion?” Tony asked. His eyes went over the stranger with a weird look on his face. “And what the heck is that outfit? It’s winter!”

“No one did, Sir.” Jarvis’s voice came from around the room. “In fact, he didn’t even come in from the front door.”

Tony was baffled. He turned back to his tablet to pull up security camera footage. But his eyes went to Percy, recognizing the expression on his face instantly.

The fisherman stepped forward a bit. Eyeing the space around him like he was trying to work up the words he came to say. That didn’t make any of the current Avengers inside the living room any less anxious. Steve narrowed his eyes, put the meat back in the fridge, then looked around.

His cautiousness grew as he saw two members of the room not having good reactions.

Thor was no longer smiling. His face showed a silent rage as he put his mug on the counter then opened a hand towards the living room where Mjolnir was leaning on the glass table against some books. His hammer flew through the air right into his hand, making the fisherman look at the god before he went back to looking around.

Loki on the other hand was now wearing a smile that screamed murder and chaos. He closed the My Little Pony book with his left hand, then placed it on the table where Mjolnir once was, while his right reached into his robes and pulled out a dagger with a green flash of magic.

That made Steve even more wary. Whoever this individual was, Thor and Loki knew him and were not happy with his presence.

Which said a lot about the two Nordic gods…

So who was…

The fisherman turned to Percy. “Are you going to keep ignoring me, Perseus?”

“Perseus?” Sam frowned, looking at Percy.

Clint’s eyes narrowed at the fisherman. Red flags going off in his head. “Who are you?”

Tony frowned as he looked at his security footage, showing the man literally teleporting past the front door and making his way through the mansion to the living area. “What the hell… Jarvis, I thought we activated the anti teleporter grid that I just installed? The one that Nightcrawler helped test out? What happened to that?”

“Apparently our guest is immune to it, Sir.” Jarvis replied, confusing Tony even more.

“Who the…” Bruce muttered, his body growing tense. Whoever this guy was, he was making the Hulk angrier. And he was starting to lose control of the big guy.

Percy lifted his head, looking at the newcomer with a flash between joy and disgust, before he turned back to the mixing bowl in his hand.

“Hello, Poseidon.”

One name. That was all it took from Percy’s own lips. All for the confusion in the air to go right out the window and turn into hostility.

Steve stood without fear, arms crossed in front of his chest. Tony reached for his watch and pressed a button, a repulsor gauntlet forming around his right hand and churning to life. Clint and Sam remained seated as they were the only ones without powers or equipment to use, though Clint eyed the kitchen knives for a moment. Bruce began muttering something to himself that sounded like a lullaby, most likely trying to keep the Hulk at bay. Loki stood up from his place on the couch and eyed the god with a cold and calculating gaze, his outfit shimmered as his helmet appeared, only instead of gold it was silver. Thor was getting itchier by the second, almost like he was about to throw his hammer at the Sea God.

Poseidon didn’t appear intimidated, though he did eye Thor’s hammer again before he returned his eyes to Percy. 

“It’s… good to see you doing well…” the Greek God began, obviously trying to spark up conversation. He allowed a smile to cross his lips, though it was a little bit strained.

Percy gave a hum, almost a high pitched one, as he stopped mixing the bowl and put it down. He turned left and stalked out of the kitchen side, then looped around to the other side stalking his way towards his own father.

“I could be better right now.”

A punch was thrown into Poseidon’s face before he could react. The sea god staggered backwards just a smidge, with the rest of the room watching his next move.

Poseidon reared his face back up to his son. A small trail of ichor leaving his nose. He raised a hand up and wiped it, then looked down at it in his hand before he swallowed and flashed a towel out of nowhere to wipe it off.

“I deserved that.” He muttered, the towel disappearing with a single flick.

“You damn well deserved it!” Percy snapped, anger taking hold. The rest of the room looked back and forth between them. 

“Was I a current threat to Olympus, Poseidon?” Percy raised his hands dramatically, “That was the question you were asked, dammit!” He reached forward and shoved Poseidon. “That was the question!”

Poseidon actually looked wounded, but he looked at Percy all the same. “Did you not think to tell me about Akhyls even once?”

Percy didn’t calm down. Not a smidge. “What was there to talk about?” Poseidon tried to speak, but he interrupted him with, “The last thing I wanted was to repeat that! Let alone relive it!”

“You almost killed her with her own poison, Percy.” Poseidon said, unchallengingly and trying to get his point across. “You did this, and still you thought it was best to keep that kind of potential from us. From me, like you could deny what you were doing!”

“So what!?” Percy was just straight up furious now. “Was I supposed to die!? Was I supposed to roll over in what might as well be Greek Mythology’s version of Hell? Was I supposed to just let her kill me!? What did you want from me!?”

“What I wanted was for you to actually trust me!” Poseidon yelled, his voice desperate and bare. “Why couldn’t you do at least that during the trial!?”

Percy looked disgusted. He pointed a finger right at his father’s chest. “What do you think? Huh?” He threw his hands up. “Because you would have behaved so much better than Zeus if you heard that, right? Right!?”

He turned away from Poseidon, waving a hand at him. “Lord Poseidon himself everyone! Nothing more than the second coming of Kronos like his own siblings! …Wll except for Aunt Hestia and Uncle Hades. At least they honor their promises!”

Poseidon clenched his jaw and looked down at the floor. Clearly he was not happy with that classification, and if the Avengers knew anything from the stories Percy told them, the Sea God was nothing but wrathful.

But wrath was not what Poseidon responded with.

Instead, surprisingly, he exhaled deeply, then turned to Percy as the former demigod went back to his pancake mix.

“Percy. I don’t know how long you’re going to keep up this pointless grudge but-,”

“I will keep it up until I die!” Percy snapped, his hand being a little more rough with the wooden spoon this time.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa!” Tony gave Percy a peace gesture. “Let’s not go wishing for that after yesterday!”

“Yesterday?”

Percy cursed in Greek the second Poseidon asked that question. He looked at Tony with his deluxe ‘I’ll kill you’ stare. “Shut. Your. Mouth.”

Tony held up his hands and returned his head to the tablet.

“You can kindly see yourself out now.” Percy said, returning to his task once more.

“Unfortunately, Perseus. I cannot do that.” Poseidon said, steeling himself once more. “You are to come with me to Olympus, resign from the Avengers and prepare to return to Camp.”

A pin dropped as Percy froze in his spot. Slowly he put the mixing bowl down, careful not to spill any of its contents. He slammed the wooden spoon inside, making Sam tense up. Bruce’s muttering increased. His left fist, which was against his chin, turned a very dangerous shade of green.

“Care to repeat that?” Percy asked, his voice dangerously calm. His eyes went up to Thor, who looked at Percy with a silent message.

A message that screamed support.

“You are to come with me to Olympus–,”

Poseidon didn’t get to finish as Percy quite literally leaped over the bar like a wolf and sidekicked him in the face. A loud crack sounded off in the living room, as he landed on his feet and put himself in a fighting stance.

Once again, somehow, the Olympian was caught off guard. Only this time, a disappointed frown took its place. He fixed his jaw with a loud crunch, then stepped closer to Percy.

“Perseus.”

Thor acted immediately, turning around and getting up from his barstool. He swept to the front of Poseidon and held up Mjolnir, planting it against the Sea God’s chest. “That’s enough!”

Poseidon’s frown went into hostility. He raised his right hand, a trident appearing in a speck of mist before he slammed it against the ground. “You dare?”

Thor looked over Poseidon's shoulder at Loki, who took his dagger and poked at the air, creating a green swirling vortex that was a portal to somewhere he couldn’t see.

He returned his gaze to Poseidon and smirked.

“Aye!”

Poseidon didn’t get a chance to react as Thor let go of Mjolnir, sending it flying into him like a missile. The Sea God grunted, then yelled as he was sent backwards right into Loki’s portal and vanished from sight. Thor then chased after him into the portal, going wherever Loki opened it to.

“Avengers Assemble!” Steve yelled, making a mad dash out of the living room to get his gear. Clint and Sam followed his lead. Tony cracked his neck then tapped his wrist, activating a high buzzing sound around the mansion.

Bruce exhaled and took off his glasses. Then got up and turned to the portal before he began to jog, his skin turning green and his muscles bulging out against his clothes before the shirt couldn’t take any more and ripped off as he roared and jumped into the portal.

Percy sighed, then hardened his gaze before he went to follow after Steve and the others.

“Are you sure you’re up for this?” Percy turned to Loki, who remained by the portal, now wearing a more godlike attire, with the helmet upon his head being horned but green rather than gold. “I can understand if you wish to sit this one out.”

“Part of me wants to, Loki.” Percy admitted, then turned to the portal. His eyes showed a determined look within. “But if I don’t fight now… that’s my freedom I’m tossing out the window.”

He left the living room in a hurry, leaving a smiling Loki in his wake.

*

Thor roared like the Viking he was as he flew through the air, tackling Poseidon through hundreds of yards of jungle and leaving a path of destruction in his wake. His attire going back into his more godly form, helmet, cape and amour manifesting like magic.

They crashed right into a mountain, which could not stand the might of the thunder god as they sailed right through it, creating a new hole and blasting rock everywhere before Thor tilted Mjolnir down and went right for the ground.

Poseidon snarled as he hit it, forcibly being dragged against it. Ichor flying everywhere and his clothes being ruined from the impact.

“You think you can threaten the Son of Jackson!?” Thor roared at the top of his lungs, punching Poseidon in the face multiple times while doing it.

Poseidon snarled as they went flying off the continent, going right into open water and right towards an island out in the middle of the Atlantic sea.

They crashed into the island hard, both gods rolling from the impact in different directions away from each other. Sand flying everywhere from the impact.

Thor fell onto his hands, Mjolnir resting in the sand by its face. He pushed himself up onto a knee, only to be sent back down as a massive tremor rolled over his position.

Poseidon slammed the butt end of his trident into the ground, causing the tremor that knocked Thor off his feet. When the thunder god went to recover again, he slammed his trident down, knocking Thor off balance again, living up to his title as the Earthshaker.

“You dare strike me, Aesir?” Poseidon raged, his clothes transforming into battle attire. When Thor went to rise again, he slammed the trident down a third time, “You will pay for this transgression with your blood!”

With no other words, Poseidon chucked his trident at the thunder god. Thor braced himself as the trident came flying at him.

Only for Hulk to jump into the path and block the trident, grabbing it by the pole. A loud grunt escaped the green goliath’s mouth, staggering backwards just a smidge from the force of the weapon. Poseidon himself was caught off guard by the green giant’s actions.

A loud rage filled snarl left Hulk’s mouth as he tossed the trident into his right hand and threw it back to sender like a football. Poseidon, not expecting the amount of strength, flew backwards with a loud cry. Crashing into the treeline and destroying trees in the process.

Thor chuckled as he pushed himself to his feet. “Thank you, my friend. But I would have thought Banner would want to stay out of this.”

Hulk scuffed. “If Banner hadn’t let Hulk out, you would be a kebab.”

Thor only chuckled again, Mjolnir flying to his open hand once more. “Yes I suppose so.” He conceded before he walked forward and stood next to the Hulk. “Together then?”

Hulk smirked. “Why not?”

Poseidon cut through the treeline, a golden wound leaking down his chest as his eyes glowed sea green. The gray of his hair vanished and he looked very much like a pissed off god rather than a fisherman.

He raised his trident again. Hulk reared his hands back and thunderclapped in his direction. Poseidon staggered, the sound breaking his eardrums. He brought a hand up to his ear as Thor leaped through the air and swung down on him.

Poseidon snarled and dodged left, forcing Thor’s hammer to meet the ground. Hulk charged at him with a roar, only to be caught by the fist as Poseidon sent him flying right into the ocean. The Hulk crashed with a loud splash.

Thor went for more strikes, forcing him into a duel, hammer to trident as the Sea God showed his might. Their weapons clanged from their impact, strike after strike, both trying to go for lethal blows.

Poseidon got fed up and sucker punched Thor across the jaw, sending him tumbling backwards onto the beach. A smirk crossed his lips as he slammed his trident into the ground.

“Are you done with your temper tantrum, Odinson?” Poseidon asked, entirely smug.

Thor only chuckled, standing from his place on the beach and brushing the specks of sand from his cape. “It would seem you have forgotten what I did to your brother.”

Poseidon’s smug smile left his face, an annoyed look taking hold. “I am not Zeus.”

Thor smirked. “No. You’re just an inferior clone of Zeus, who is also an inferior clone of Kronos, who is also a clone of his father.” The Thunder God shook his head. “At least Hades is original.”

Poseidon lost his cool, tossing his trident right at Thor, who smacked it aside. The King of the Seas opened his hand, forcing his trident to come back to him.

“Your interference is an eyesore, Thor Odinson!” Poseidon spoke like he was disciplining a child. “Cease this nonsense and allow Perseus to return to his family!”

Thor scuffed, spinning his hammer at a rapid speed. “A family that tossed him aside at the threat of power? Ha! Not a chance!”

Hulk jumped out of the water and grabbed Thor by the wrist, swinging the god clockwise around him before the god let go of his hammer, sending a Hulk charged throw right at Poseidon. The hammer slammed right into his face, a loud crunching sound echoing on the island.

Mjolnir returned to sender as Poseidon staggered back, ichor leaking out of his broken nose and mouth, which he spat out with a cough. His face began to heal as Hulk leapt through the air again, rearing a fist back for a punch.

This time, the green giant met his target. Poseidon went backwards with every blow, facing the full ferocity of the Hulk. Blow after blow slammed into the Olympian hard, knocking the wind out of his lungs with every punch.

Hulk grabbed him by the head, lifting him up effortlessly before he slammed him into the ground, then tossed him away. Poseidon held up his arm, bringing his trident back to him as Hulk came in for another dive.

The Greek God swung his trident like a bat, sending Hulk flying backwards. Thor caught him midair, sending them both back to the ground just in time for Poseidon to come at them again.

Hulk went for a Thunderclap again, only for Poseidon to plant his trident in the sand, then dart across the field at inhuman speed and grab Hulk’s arms, preventing him from clapping. Hulk snarled loudly, fighting the god’s hands to no avail.

Thor came in from the side, only for Poseidon to use Hulk like a meat shield and toss him right into the thunder god, sending both of them flying. Poseidon called his trident back to him as they recovered.

A loud sailing sound reached his eardrums, making Poseidon frown in confusion.

“Hm?” Poseidon turned and looked up at the sky.

Only for a fighter jet to crash right into the god, making the portion of the island he was standing on explode, with debris and earth chunks flying everywhere.

Hulk and Thor took a second to observe the fact that someone just dived an entire plane into Poseidon. Fire burning along the beach with the scattered plane parts all over the place.

Moon Knight crashed onto the beach, a fist down in the sand as he stared at the wreckage with glowing blue eyes. His comrades turned to him with surprise.

Thor chuckled. “Really, Moon Knight? A whole plane?”

“Let’s just say that Khonshu doesn’t like him anymore than you do.” The Moon Knight spoke, though Thor couldn’t tell if it was Mark or Jake talking for a second. He rose to a stand and took out two kropesh swords, pulling them into his hands. “So are we fighting him or what?”

Hulk clenched his fist, a chuckle escaping his grin. “You are more than welcome to join, Moon Man.”

“For the last time, it’s Moon Knight!”

The main body of the plane exploded as Poseidon forced himself off the ground, now absolutely pissed. His body was covered in cuts and gashes that leaked gold. His left eye looked like it was about to fall out of the socket before something activated and his injuries began to fade. His sea green eyes went right to Moon Knight.

“Khonshu’s little weapon?” Poseidon snarled.

“Careful now.” Moon Knight warned, pointing one of his swords at him, “Khonshu doesn’t appreciate your presence either, Sea God.”

“Oh, I’m so scared…” Poseidon deadpanned with a fake look of shock. “What are you going to do? Throw random bullshit at me?”

Thor had to clamp his jaw together to stop the grin. Hulk was shameless with his grin. Moon Knight’s glowing eyes went wicked, before he tossed his swords into the air, and reached into his pockets.

“RANDOM BULLSHIT GO!” The Fist of Khonshu shouted, rapid fire throwing two dozen crescent darts and ahnks right at the sea god.

Poseidon’s eyes went wide before he swung his trident defensively, deflecting the ahnks and making them go into the sand like land mines while the crescent darts kept bouncing around like boomerangs. He snarled as the darts cut his skin, drawing ichor. The cuts stung the sea god before the darts rounded back to Moon Knight.

Poseidon seethed with fury. “How dare you…”

“Might want to check your feet.” Moon Knight gestured at the ground as he caught his swords.

“Hm?” Poseidon looked down in confusion, only seeing ahnks. They were glowing against the ground, absolutely nothing wrong with them.

That was until the one closest to Poseidon split upwards from the middle, revealing a bomb inside of it, beeped thrice, then exploded. The sea god defended himself as the explosion went off before the other two dozen ahnks also beeped.

It was here that Poseidon realized he was in a minefield of bombs. But it was too late.

One by one they went off like fireworks, earning loud howls from Poseidon and a chuckle from Thor through it all.

“Now those are quite unique!” Thor complimented over Poseidon’s sounds of agony.

Moon Knight shrugged, sheathing one of his swords and taking out another crescent dart. “Stark can be annoying with his wishes to change the color of my uniform. But at least he can make some good lethal shit.”

Thor looked confused, then turned to the white clothed avatar. “Wait, I thought you didn’t like that joke? Random bullshit go.”

“Steven doesn’t like it.” Moon Knight replied. “Jake thinks it’s funny. I just roll with it.”

Poseidon roared as he slammed the ground again, sending a shockwave through the beach. The three defended themselves just in time as the Lord of the Seas stared them down.

“Enough of this!” The God roared before he went to throw his trident at them.

A loud charging sound went off before a beam of solid energy blasted Poseidon in the chest. The god staggered as the other three looked behind them and up at the approaching figure.

Iron Man himself, specifically in the Hammerhead, or the Deep Sea armor, came down from the sky, landing on the beach smoothly.

“Alright…” Tony spoke from within the suit. “Figured with all the myths around this guy, I might need to use this armor just for precautions.” He turned to the other three, only to see varying levels of weirdness on their faces. When he saw where their eyes were looking, he clicked the dots together.

Tony sighed. “Alright, fine! I’ll make the armor red when I get the chance! Happy?”

“Aye.” Thor nodded once.

“Very.” Moon Knight confirmed, twirling his sword.

“Green is not your color, Stark.” Hulk snarked before he leapt at the Greek God again. Poseidon snarled, readying his trident only for Iron Man to take off again and aim his gauntlets at him, firing off a repulsor blast at his target.

His attack interrupted Poseidon’s actions, allowing Hulk to close the gap again, landing a nasty punch to the god’s face. Thor followed up, going for a close ranged strike with his hammer and smacking him in the chest. 

Iron Man sailed through the air, firing off more blasts of energy that went sailing into the Greek god. Moon Knight joined him in the onslaught, tossing one of his darts at the god. He dashed forward, landing a cut on Poseidon’s thigh, before he dashed around, controlling the battlefield.

There was a good five minutes of fighting, where Poseidon was trying his best to get some ground, but the four continued to work together to stand up to the Greek God. Between Hulk and Thor’s close ranged combat, Moon Knight being an unpredictable monstrosity and Iron Man sticking to far range, the god was beginning to slow down.

Or so they thought.

“ENOUGH!” Poseidon roared at the top of his lungs as a bright sea green aura rolled off of him. He slammed the butt end of his trident into the ground, causing a massive shockwave that sent Thor and Hulk flying backwards. Moon Knight rolled over the tremor before it could hit him. Poseidon looked up at Iron Man and pointed his trident like a wand before water came firing outwards like a firehose.

Iron Man shielded himself as the water came splashing into his suit. Inside the suit, Tony looked at his monitor’s and watched the system.

Tony smiled from inside the suit, watching everything remain stable. “Perfect! Just what I designed this suit for!”

“You are nothing but an automaton!” Poseidon roared, getting ready to chuck his trident up at the airborne Avenger.

Hulk raged loudly as he leapt through the air, a bright green aura enveloping his body as he jumped in and grabbed the trident again. Then slammed the front end of the weapon down into the ground, forcing about a third into the earth.

“NO MORE TOYS!” Hulk yelled in anger before he charged. “LET’S JUST SMASH!”

He grabbed Poseidon by the face, then jumped into the air, forcing the god to let go of his weapon. He tilted backwards mid jump, trapping Poseidon in a chokehold before he slammed the Olympian into the ground.

Thor and Moon Knight covered their eyes as dust and debris got sent everywhere. Loud punches echoed throughout the island as the Hulk went to town on the Greek god.

“Avengers! We’re coming in!” Steve yelled on comms. The three Avengers not involved in the brawl turned around, watching Falcon carry Captain America and Hawkeye onto the island.

Betty and Jen both landed on the island, both hulked out and ready to fight. Last was Loki, manifesting in a swirl of green magic along with Percy who had suited up.

Hulk kept bashing away, ichor flying around them and coating the Hulk’s hands before Poseidon landed a good solid punch to his jaw. The Hulk went flying backwards only for the Red She-Hulk to grab her boyfriend out of thin air and land back on the ground. once they landed, Hulk's aura faded as the green giant caught his breath.

It was here that Poseidon noticed the reinforcements and then looked at his son.

Percy was dressed in his Riptide outfit that the Greek god had seen on TV. A dark blue short-sleeve combat shirt and black jacket that looked like some sort of lightweight armor built for both flexibility and protection. Equally black combat pants and a pair of boots that looked lightweight and easy for running.

A black belt with silver straps was around the loops of his pants, with a gun strapped to his right hip and a sword and a long knife on his left. A contraption was stuck to his left forearm, which could fold out into a full-blown shield. Poseidon didn’t dare to underestimate them as he could sense the celestial bronze in the weapons. Both in the bullets in the mag of his gun and both the sword and knife that had mortal steel as a shell to cover the celestial bronze. Weapons within weapons to be accurate.

Poseidon shook his head with disappointment, recalling his trident to his hand, the sea green aura fading with his injuries. Percy didn’t even look Greek. But perhaps that was the intention behind his uniform. Cut off his Greek heritage like it was nothing but a parasite to him.

“I’ll give you one more chance, Poseidon.” Percy spoke, putting on a black mask that covered the lower half of his face, with three silver edges pointing upwards like the end of a trident, “Leave.”

Poseidon narrowed his eyes. “You dare threaten me, Perseus?”

“It’s called giving you a choice but I guess you wouldn’t know what that means, right?.” Percy sassed, drawing both his knife and sword, then flipping his knife to a reverse grip in his left hand.

Poseidon did not look remotely happy, and there was not a single inch of his body that said that he was going to surrender. He took one step forward, slamming the butt end of his trident into the sand again.

Percy smirked behind his mask. “If that’s how this has to go.” He turned to Captain America. “Then I guess he needs the hard way.”

Steve nodded and then held up his shield. “Avengers! Attack!”

The assembled heroes did just that, racing at Poseidon with weapons at the ready. Iron Man, Falcon and Hawkeye readying shots on the sea god.

But before they could make contact, a bright beam of silver light came down from the sky.

“Ah! What is that!? Ow!” Clint shielded his eyes immediately. The brightness of the beam was too much for even the godly lenses, even Thor and Loki shielded their eyes.

Percy could feel the familiar sense of teleportation. And when the light began to die down, he opened them.

Only to curse in Greek.

They were standing on the Moon. Specifically, the breathable part of the Moon, with the Earth off in the distance from their current position.

“The Moon!?” Tony’s baffled voice went off from inside the suit. “How the…”

“Oh, this is getting a little more interesting.” Moon Knight sounded absolutely hungry as he twirled his sword.

Percy looked around, eyes calculating, he put his knife back in its sheath, slowly reaching for his gun. “She’s here somewhere! Watch out!”

“It isn’t just me, Perseus.”

The current Avengers present turned to the source of the voice, revealing Artemis. She walked out of the shadow of the Moon, in an age closer to Percy and dressed in some sort of mixture between her hunter’s garb and a silver toga, coming right next to Poseidon’s side, who now looked proud.

Steve narrowed his eyes at Poseidon. “So. You were a distraction.” He accused the god.

Poseidon scuffed in response. “No. But she was Plan B if my son refused to comply.”

“Not your son!” Percy shouted.

“Plan B?” Sam questioned.

Almost on que, a bright golden light went off and Apollo appeared, he gave an apologetic look to Percy.

But with the Sun God’s appearance, Percy realized what was happening. Dread taking hold for a split second.

“Shit.”

One by one, more flashes went off as the rest of the Olympians appeared. Ares appeared in a splash of blood. Athena arrived in a flock of gray feathers. Dionysus with a splash of wine. Hephaestus in a raging ball of fire. Aphrodite appearing in a swirl of pink petals. There was also Hermes, who had no grand reveal but flew his way down from orbit and landed by Apollo. Demeter appeared in a flash of green, almost like a blade of grass.

Each one made Percy’s nerves skyrocket, trying to come up with a solution out of this predicament. Steve put his shield in front of Percy, almost like he was trying to shield him from a potential cheap shot.

A bolt of lightning came down from the stars, showing Zeus and Hera appearing at the same time. Looking very much annoyed with this whole predicament. Every single Olympian looked battle ready like Poseidon, like they were expecting a war.

“I told you he wouldn’t comply.” Athena sneered, looking at Percy like a cockroach to be crushed.

Poseidon scuffed. “At least I tried to be peaceful. You were planning to blow up their mansion.”

“I was not! I merely suggested it as an option if-,”

“Enough.” Zeus snapped into their conversation before it could evolve, his eyes on the current Avengers present. He pulled his master bolt from his hip, the lightning crackling wildly.

“I will give you one chance, heroes.” Zeus ordered, though the word heroes sounded like an insult coming out of his mouth. “Surrender, allow Perseus to come with us, and we won’t kill you here and now.”

Loki rolled his eyes. “Oh, look, brother. The King of Olympus is threatening the Sons of Asgard with death. What joy.” He spoke with a dry sarcastic tone.

Hulk scuffed, raising a fist and clenching it. “We can take em.”

“I appreciate your enthusiasm, Hulk.” Thor didn’t look as confident. “But this just got a lot messier. Only one Olympian was a lot different than all of them appearing at once.”

“Sounds like a breeze!” Moon Knight was not intimidated in the slightest.

“I’m game!” Betty growled, pulling a sai and a machine gun out with a maniacal grin.

“And why do we need to surrender him?” Jen asked, not pleased at this. “You tossed him out! You claimed he was a threat to be neutralized and you did that! What’s left for you?”

“What isn’t left for them, Jen?” Percy answered She-Hulk before the gods could. “They take what they want and they never accept no for an answer. Whether it be a whore, a crime or just simple pettiness! That's all an Olympian is!”

Most of the Olympians scuffed at Percy’s easy dismissal of their character. Apollo, Hermes, Artemis, Aphrodite and Dionysus actually looked guilty about that. Although each of them varied in their level of guilt.

“And regardless.” Percy brushed his jacket, his grip remained tight on the sword. “I said no. So how about you get-,”

“You don’t get to say no anymore, Perseus.” Poseidon said, crossing the gap and putting a hand on his shoulder, like he was trying to be a caring father. Steve glared at him hard, but the god didn't care. “Your time playing with mere mortals is over. You’re going back to Camp, where you belong.”

“Playing?” Percy raised his brows then lowered them again, looking sadistic even with the mask covering his mouth, “Are you sure you're not talking about yourselves? That’s all you have done since you began your career as a god.”

Apollo snickered hard, making most of the Olympians glare at him outside of Hermes, who had managed to cover up his own snicker, Dionysus, covering his mouth with a Diet Coke, Aphrodite, who let the sweet giggle escape her lips, and Artemis, who looked like she fully agreed with her twin. Thor sucked on his lips. Loki didn’t even hesitate to let the cackle out.

He swatted Poseidon’s hand off his shoulder, then jabbed a finger at his face. “And for the last time, I am not your son! You made sure of that yourself!”

“I can undo it.” Poseidon challenged, raising his open hand with a snap ready.

Percy looked at him enraged. “Don’t you-,”

Poseidon snapped, making Percy howl in pain before he brought his hands to his head. His sword hit the ground with a loud clang.

“Riptide!?” Tony exclaimed, his scanners locking on him instantly.

Thor and Loki looked disappointed and enraged at the same time. Each leveling a glare on Poseidon, who seemed entirely smug with himself.

“There.” The Sea God spoke. “Now it’s undone.”

Percy raised his head and gave the deadliest glare he could muster. “I didn’t ask for you to do that!”

“Yeah…” Apollo shook his head. “That’s fucked up, Uncle P. You were just suppose to-,”

“I don’t care what you think, boy.” Poseidon dismissed him. “You're coming home, Perseus. Whether you like it or not.”

What happened next, no one was ready for.

Percy tapped the contraption on his wrist, but instead of a shield, it turned the contraption into a blower, then he aimed at Poseidon.

And pulled the trigger.

Before Poseidon could react, Percy grabbed him by the wrist and aimed for his arm. Greek fire came spitting out of the nozzle, blasting Poseidon right in the arm. The god screamed as the fire hit his skin, the skin turning black and then to ash, melting it down to charred bone. It was only then when Percy decided to let go.

Poseidon fell into a kneel as he shielded his charred arm, staring at Percy with a mix of anger and disbelief. His son reached down and grabbed his sword, keeping the blower trained on the sea god. The others were caught off guard by the fact that Percy just lit Poseidon’s arm on fire.

Percy put a silent reminder in his mind to thank Leo later for the invention and its upgrade.

“Fuck. You.” Percy snarled.

Ares grinned. “Now it’s treason.”

Thor chucked Mjolnir right at Ares, making the war god raise his shield and deflect it.

“Cease this, Avengers!” Zeus boomed. “Perseus Jackson belongs to Olympus!”

“Yeeeah, fuck you.” Clint replied and aimed for Zeus’s chest. An action that made Artemis draw her own bow and aim at the Avenger.

“Drop it, mortal.” Artemis ordered.

“You first.” Clint fired back.

Hephaestus grumbled something under his breath and aimed his hammer up at Iron Man and Falcon.

Loki snapped his fingers, immediately casting an enchantment and blocking the fire god’s attempt to dismantle Tony and Sam’s suits.

“Cease your temper tantrum, Perseus!” Athena removed her spear. Only for the She-Hulk to jump in front, looking ready for a brawl. Betty aimed her machine gun at Athena’s head, narrowing her yellow eyes like she was preparing a bullseye.

“Oh sure. How about-, Over my dead body.” Percy sassed, giving a cruel smile to the self-proclaimed wisdom goddess.

Zeus sighed with annoyance. “I’m getting tired of your disobedience, Perseus.”

“I’m getting tired of your face being in my presence and ruining my life, but yet here you are bothering me once again.” Percy fired back. Loki and Moon Knight snickered at that.

Zeus looked ready to explode for that comment alone, only for Hera to put a hand on his shoulder.

“Beloved.” The Queen spoke with authority. “He is trying to get under your skin. Don’t let him.” She looked smug. “Besides, we have him here. Let’s just get this over with and be done with it.”

Zeus looked like he wanted to argue with Hera, only to exhale sharply, then concede to her point. He looked to Ares. “Secure the boy. Now.”

Ares chuckled, drawing his sword. “Gladly.”

“Avengers…” Steve raised his shield again, eyeing the other Olympians trying to move. Loki snapped his fingers, putting a magic enchantment on the entire team that prevented the Olympians from doing their typical god tricks.

Thor raised his hammer as he stared at Ares. “Try it, War God, and it will be the last act you make for a long time!” He warned.

Ares didn’t appear intimidated, in fact he looked absolutely hungry for blood, his sunglasses doing nothing to hide the fire burning in his eyes. “You want a fight? I’ll give you a fight!”

The God of War went to move, only for a bright column of rainbow light to come crashing down onto the Moon.

“Ah! What now!” Athena yelled as she shielded her eyes.

Both sides covered their eyes as the Bifrost spat someone out before the portal died, leaving the burning mark of the portal against the Moon.

“Uh… oh...” Hermes said with dread. The rest of the Olympians did not look pleased with it either.

For where the light once was, there was a singular man in a kneel, a spear out with the buttend against the ground before the being rose, in full golden armor, a blue cape blowing off his back, a long gray beard, and with only one visible eye locked on his surroundings while the other one was covered by an eye patch. Two ravens landed on his shoulders with a loud scream.

“Father!?” Thor was baffled at his appearance. He swallowed hard. “Why… are you here?”

Odin only turned his head to look at his son over his shoulder. Munin left his shoulder to do so, flapping his wings to balance himself. 

“You have only Heimdall to thank for my presence. Because of him, I have been watching since you first attacked the Olympian, Thor.” Odin turned his head forward again. “Now be silent, and let me handle this.”

“But father…” Thor went to protest. The Avengers regrouped around him, though Steve remained in front of Percy.

Odin turned his head slowly like a terminator to look at him again. Only this time, there was a look on his face that screamed this was not up for debate.

But there was another in his eye. One that made Thor back down.

A soft assurance that he was on his side.

“Let me handle it.” Odin repeated, then turned forward again. Munin flapped back onto his shoulder once again.

Zeus frowned, hand tightening around the master bolt. Odin met his stare head on, starting a silent standoff between the two kings. The other Olympians didn’t move though Apollo seemed a bit more relaxed than the others. Something that Artemis caught and frowned at her twin for.

Odin’s eye went over Zeus’s shoulder to a speck in the dark. A man was encased in shadow and looked like he was about to jump Zeus right there. But with Odin’s presence, the shadow backed off into the darkness. It was only when it did this that it caught Odin’s attention.

Hades stood down and was now watching with amusement, his jaw moving like he was munching on popcorn.

“Lord Odin.” Zeus snarled, like he couldn’t stand the King of Asgard.

“Lord Zeus.” Odin dismissed, like the King of Olympus wasn’t worth his time.

Poseidon sneered as his arm finished recovering from the Greek fire. He took a step forward, trident at the ready and a hand out like he was going to stab Captain America, grab Percy and run.

Hugin turned his head, lifted his wings and screeched like a tripped security alarm.

Odin sighed. He did not miss his movements either.

“You heard the Hulk!” Odin declared loudly with his eye still on Zeus. He slammed the butt end of Gungnir into the ground, a blue glow rolling off him. “NO MORE TOYS!”

The Odinforce activated instantly, stretching out like a hand and grabbing Poseidon’s trident, then snatching it away like a kid’s candy bar. Poseidon made a sound of panic, then jumped to reach his trident only for the Odinforce to make sure he couldn’t get it.

One by one, the Odinforce spread out to the other Olympians before they could react, snapping like a viper, snatching their weapons in a similar fashion and sucking them up into the air. The only one with their weapon was Zeus, as Odin closed his eye and concentrated.

He could de-atomize their weapons right there if he wanted to. But he was feeling merciful today. Concentrating on his thoughts and exhaling once, Odin surrounded them all in a thick bubble then slowly transformed it into a new matter entirely.

In a bright flash, a treasure chest appeared in the middle of the air before it floated back down to the moon, landing on Odin’s left side and clicking shut. Odin reopened his eye and slammed Gugnir against the moon, a powerful declaration in his wake. Hugin and Munin let out a loud screech in his honor.

The message was clear. Don’t try that again.

The Avengers let the air of tension go, because clearly Odin had the matter handled. Tony and Sam went to the ground, deactivating the thrusters of their suits to do so. Steve reattached his shield to his back. Thor let his hammer fall against the moon face down. Loki sighed, unmanifested his dagger and took out a filling nail before he brought it to hand and began polishing. Clint was the only one still aiming at someone, though he was doing more out of precaution than assurance. Mark, while disappointed, put his sword and dart away. The three hulks remained on edge, but only in case someone tried something foul.

Percy had to make sure that he was seeing right before he tapped the contraption and put the flamethrower away, then sheathed his sword.

The Olympians were the exact opposite of the Avengers.

Athena looked far less confident than before, now looking very much like someone stressing over an impossible math problem that was the only way to fix her grade. Ares lost his bloodthirsty grin and looked angry. Hephaestus and Demeter were annoyed. Hermes and Aphrodite were pouting at the chest. Artemis and Dionysus were looking at the chest with an uneasy expression. Poseidon and Hera were furious. Apollo was just taking it like he didn’t care.

Zeus exhaled sharply. “Odin. Cease this pointless-,”

“You threatened…” Odin interupted, pointing his spear at Zeus. The Odinforce surrounded him in a faint glow. “My sons… what am I to respond with, King of the Greeks?”

“You would do this all for some mere demigod?” Hera sniffled.

“A mere demigod?” Odin repeated, turned to Percy, then turned back to the rulers of Olympus and shrugged. “Perhaps,” He gestured to the Avengers with a smirk. “For the team that my sons call family? Surely.”

"Sons!? That one's not even yours! He's a Frost Giant bastard!" Hera snarled, gesturing to Loki, who winced. Thor glared at the Queen of Olympus.

Odin looked at Hera with a fiery gaze. "A son by blood... he is not. But unless he betrays me or does something to deserve disownment, a son by bond, honor, vow and battle he is." He narrowed his eye dangerously and pointed his spear at Hera's heart. "You would be wise to remember that, given your history with both your own spawns and your stepchildren... Lady Hera..."

He spat her name and title out like an insult. Hera swallowed as the King of Asgard threatened her. Loki allowed a small smirk to pull itself onto his face. Thor grinned. Hephaestus, Ares and the other Olympians minus the Elder Gods looked like they were in agreement with Odin's insult. Zeus looked two seconds away from blasting Odin for pointing Gungnir at his wife.

“You cannot keep my son, Aesir!” Poseidon roared.

Odin raised a brow as he removed his spear and slammed the end of it against the ground again. “Son?” He looked at all of the Avengers again then back at him. He shrugged. “I don’t see a son of yours there. I see someone you tossed aside like trash and tried to reclaim by force though.”

Poseidon snarled, only being stopped from advancing by Zeus’s warning eyes.

“We want no quarrel with you, Lord Odin. Olympus doesn’t want war with Asgard.” Athena spoke, trying to be the respectful one to persuade Odin.

Odin clicked his tongue. Then he looked at the wisdom goddess with a bored look. “An ant has no quarrel with a boot.”

Loki brought a hand up and covered his nose and mouth to prevent the snort from being audible. 

Athena cocked her head, a look of disbelief on her face. “Are you planning to step on us for this?”

Odin looked like he was entertaining it, something that unnerved most of the Olympians. Hugin and Munin kept staring at the gods with their creepy analyzing gazes, twitching every so often as they looked from one god to the next. An awkward pause rolled over the moon as even Zeus began to fear the worst.

“No.” The King of Asgard finally said, then pointed Gungnir at Percy. “But this ant is getting a couple dogs to protect it from your trampling.”

Odin turned to Steve. “Lady Sif has agreed to your invitation and is in the middle of signing the documents as we speak. You can expect her arrival to officially be part of your team on… what is it you mortals call it? Monday?”

“Four days.” Steve nodded. “Alright. Gives us the chance to give a proper initiation for her. Thank you in advance, Lord Odin.”

Odin only gave a curt nod and a hum before he turned back to Zeus.

“Here’s what’s going to happen.” The King began his terms. “You're going to take this chest back to Olympus, you can do whatever you want with it going forward, I don’t care.” He gestured to the box with all of the Olympians' weapons inside it. Then pointed at the Avengers. “Then, you're going to leave the Avengers alone. And if I hear so much as a peep from Thor, Loki or even Heimdall that you’re trying this again, I will bring a swift one sided battle to Olympus before you get a chance to react.” 

He narrowed his eye dangerously at Zeus, “And I will make sure that your thread is cut… permanently.”

Zeus bristled at Odin’s warning. But with the other Olympians neutered by the Odinforce alone, he had no other choice.

“Fine.” Zeus snarled, not liking this for a second. “But don’t think we won’t be back for Perseus another day, Lord Odin. He does not belong to your pantheon.”

Those words set a wave of confusion through the Avengers. But it clicked in Loki’s mind after a moment.

“Wait…” The Trickster God began, eyes filled with mischief. “Do you… think the Avengers serve Asgard?”

Odin turned his head to Loki, like he was also just figuring out his son’s logic.

Zeus frowned. “You and your brother are part of this… group.”

“You…” Thor was now figuring it out, and then he started laughing. “You actually think that the Avengers obey a pantheon? Ha! The Avengers are not aligned with any!”

Poseidon stepped forward, tired of this. “You will cease with your lies, Thunder God!”

“Oh, this is rich.” Percy spoke, now very much loving what Loki and Thor had uncovered. He crossed his arms over his chest. “You started this without even considering that Thor and Loki joined a mortal team and thought ‘Oh! They’re sons of Odin! They must all be serving Odin in some sort of power grab play!’,” Percy frowned from behind his mask. “Wow. New level of idiocy everyone.”

Apollo cleared his throat, doing his best to hide the smug smile. “Thor and Percy are telling the truth.”

Odin was now amused himself. “Really, Olympians?” He shook his head. “I should have known. You children have always been known for jumping the gun.”

Odin turned his back to Zeus. “The Avengers are Earth’s Mightiest Heroes. Not Asgard’s. We have an abundance of heroes on Asgard. If we really want more, then we will have them be Asgard born. Not forcing midgardians to do it… we’re not you, child laborers.”

He stepped forward, not caring for the flare of rage that rolled through the Olympians, coming near the Avengers before he turned back to Zeus. “Are we done here?”

Zeus, clearly annoyed with this whole debacle, shot a glare to Poseidon, then exhaled. “Yes. We’re done here.” He pointed at both Ares and Hephaestus. “Get the chest and leave.”

Ares grumbled something under his breath, but complied, going to grab the chest alongside Hephaestus. When both had the chest, the Olympians began to disperse. Apollo, Hermes and Aphrodite being the first ones to leave, followed by Demeter and Dionysus, then Hephaestus and Ares.

Artemis gave Percy a long look, like she was analyzing him. Athena was obviously waiting on Zeus to make a move. Hera was giving Percy the most negative sneer possible.

But Percy could give zero care about Hera’s opinion. Especially after everything she put him through.

“Perseus.” Poseidon spoke slowly. “Will you at least-,”

“You can go now, Kronos.” 

Poseidon actually looked like he had been shot as he looked at Percy, who removed his mask to say that, giving Poseidon the most ‘I don’t care’ face imaginable. A face that screamed that he knew exactly what he said and that he meant it.

Zeus, Hera and Athena also looked at Percy with a look that screamed disbelief. Like that was the last thing they expected him to say. Artemis remained neutral, but she closed her eyes. Knowing deep down that Poseidon deserved every inch of it.

The message was clear. To Percy, Poseidon was his version of Kronos. The bane of his existence. The horrible father that the mad titan always was. The worst person that Percy had ever seen in his life.

And that hit Poseidon hard.

Thor brought Mjolnir to his hand again, flashing Poseidon a smug smile, but he deflated when Odin spared him a glance. Loki put a fist to his mouth to cover up the laugh. The other Avengers remained neutral, but they were curious on what Percy meant with the use of that name.

Poseidon looked wounded and defeated. Guilt finally sinking into his eyes. He opened his mouth to say something, then closed it, gave a tired sigh and turned around, disappearing in a cloud of seawater.

Zeus only gave Athena a nod, which served as her moment to leave, disappearing in a cloud of feathers. Artemis was the last of the rest to leave, eyes lingering on Percy before she vanished in a column of silver light.

That left Zeus and Hera, who were now trying to intimidate Percy, only for him to shrug them off. Without a word, Zeus grabbed his wife’s hand and disappeared in a flash of lightning, clearing the moon of the Olympians once more.

Percy’s last batch of tension left his body before he turned to Odin. “Um… thanks.”

Odin snorted. “Oh please. A friend of my sons is an ally of Asgard.” He leaned forward and cupped a hand around the side of his mouth, “Plus between all of you and me, I don’t like Zeus that much.”

Percy smirked. “I can tell.”

“Now then.” Odin cleared his throat to address them as a group. “I can at least see you all back to your headquarters.” He looked up and pointed Gungnir to the stars. “Heimdall! Portal!”

The Bifrost activated almost instantly, stealing the Allfather and the Avengers from the moon.

*

“Man, you’d think those guys would leave you alone.” Clint stretched, sitting on the barstool of the kitchen once more. 

Percy shook his head as he finished prepping the second mixing bowl. “You’re asking quite a hard bargain there, Clint.”

Odin came into the living space with Thor and Loki. “There. A couple Nordic runes for you, Avengers. Should keep them and other gods from breaking into this mansion again.”

“We can’t thank you enough, Lord Odin.” Steve said, opening a packet of sausages. 

“Yeah.” Tony tapped at his pad, sitting on the couch with Mark, who was cleaning his crescent darts. “I may have armor to counter water based magic, but I was about to be a goner with lightning and a god that can melt metal in play.”

“Yeah…” Sam scratched the back of his head. “I was about to turn into an actual falcon during hunting season.”

Odin soaked it all in. Clearly loving the stroking of his ego. Loki rolled his eyes as he went to the recliner and sat down. Thor made his way to the bar and took the next available seat next to Clint.

“I will happily accept your gratitude, Avengers.” The Allfather spoke, before he moved to the living room. “In payment though, I will happily take a seat and see what the fuss is with my son and these blue pancakes.”

Clint snorted hard from his seat at the bar. Percy let his mouth fall open slightly from the demand of food. Thor began to boom with laughter. Loki let the smirk cross his lips before a low chuckle escaped them.

“Yeah! And whose idea was that one to keep it from me!?” Jen raged, the only one still hulked out. Betty rolled her eyes as she sat with Bruce on another couch.

Percy turned his head to Thor, who held up his hands in surrender.

“And you can bet that I told everyone else!”

Percy turned to Jen with dread. “You did not.”

Almost instantly, Percy got a buzz from his phone, opening it up and looking at the message, he cringed.

Avengers Group Chat:

Natasha Romanoff/Black Widow: You little shit.

Wanda Maximoff/Scarlet Witch: You. Are. Dead.

Vision: I dare say you have committed a crime of the highest order, Percy.

Hank Pym/Ant Man: What the fuck, dude?

Janet Van Dyne/Wasp: How dare you!

Carol Danvers/Captain Marvel: Oh, you can bet I’m bringing the Guardians with me for this! Got Quill going full throttle back to earth!

Percy Jackson/Riptide: Are you guys serious?

Anna Marie/Rogue: Sorry Sugah! The X-Men are comin too!

Percy Jackson/Riptide: No you're not.

Logan/Wolverine: We just loaded Charles onto the plane.

Percy Jackson/Riptide: Fuck.

Percy Jackson/Riptide: Well at least T’Challa is on my side.

T’Challa/Black Panther: Ororo, Shuri and I are almost there.

Percy Jackson/Riptide: FUCK!

“And yes I also told your mom.” Jen smirked. “Though she’s coming for reasons other than the pancakes.”

Percy deflated and hunched over, a soft whimper leaving his lips.

“Sorry kid…” Mark was smirking. “But now because of Odin here, Khonshu is also curious.”

“Why me…” Percy asked himself.

Tony sighed. “Alright. Jarvis put an order out for more-, what the…”

The fireplace roared to life before a tiny seven year old girl came out, holding at least ten boxes of Bisquick, eggs, vegetable oil, milk, bacon, sausages and toast each and made her way across the living room.

Tony, Sam, Bruce, Betty, Steve, Jen, and Clint were baffled, seeing such a small child carry such a large amount of food. Mark, Thor, Loki and Odin shook their heads, knowing exactly who this was.

She walked away from the living room and into the kitchen. Right over to the counter, throwing everything on top of it before she turned to Percy with the most infectious and happy open mouthed smile possible.

Percy felt his lips begin to curl upwards. “This is cheating, Aunt Hestia, and you know it…”

The people around him began to laugh, but Hestia kept up her expression, blinking every few seconds and waiting for the correct response to come out of his mouth.

Percy sighed. “Alright, fine.”

“YAAAAY!” Hestia threw her head back, raised her arms and cheered. The others began to laugh while Percy shook his head in acceptance. He turned back to his phone.

Percy Jackson/Riptide: Alright, fine! First come first serve!

Wanda Maximoff/Scarlet Witch: It’s on!

Anna Marie/Rogue: Remy said he’s comin to steal the first round, Sugah.

T’Challa/Black Panther: Not before Wakanda does!

Carol Danvers/Captain Marvel: We just broke the atmosphere!

Hank Pym/Ant Man: I am turning this plane around and coming in hot!

Steve Rogers/Captain America: Take your time, Pym. Percy’s Aunt Hestia just showed up to help.

Natasha Romanoff/Black Widow: I’m leaving the helicarrier now.

Tony Stark/Iron Man: The Hanger door should be open for all jets coming in.

Thor: Oh now we have ourselves a true feast!

Loki: Are we leaving Sif and Jane out of this then, brother?

Percy looked at Thor, who went still once he saw Loki’s message.

But before Thor could answer, the Bifrost went off outside, turning everyone’s attention to the back door.

Lady Frigga, Lady Sif and Jane Foster themselves stepped off the pad, Frigga in robes with her brown hair blowing softly. Sif with her black hair softly blowing in the wind, silver armor on her body and papers in her right hand. Jane’s golden hair remained in place, wearing silver armor just like Sif, like she had just finished sparing someone.

“Cheeky Heimdall.” Loki grumbled from his loss of chaos but gave a smile from the appearance of his adoptive mother. Thor was already leaving to greet them.

Percy gave a small smile as he heard the front doorbell ring. This was going to get chaotic fast.