Mystery's Short Stories.

Demigods and Legacies

I have a problem I know I'm working on building up my self control right now it just isn't happening.

Disclaimer: I am not a Marvel worker or a troll master I am a teenager so therefore I do not own these two franchises.

--Mystery

Percy POV:

I was in a room when 6 people walked in one I recognized as Natasha Romanova who had went to camp till, she mysteriously disappeared during a quest. Stories were told about her being taken and trained to do unspeakable things. Another guy had blond hair and electric blue eyes. The teen had brown hair and doe eyes. There was a man with a goatee, then another guy with blond hair and brown eyes that sparkled like the sun was reflecting off of them even though we were in a semi dark room. The last guy was a dark-skinned man with an eye patch for an eye who reminded me of Ethan son of Nemesis.

"Ah. Natasha so good to finally meet you I have heard stories of your adventures and how you were captured but I don't think any of them are true to the hundredth degree." I spoke to her

"You would most likely be right." She replied briskly, "Do you know of my true heritage."

"Greek or Roman. Stories were told both places?"

"I'm a legacy of Rome but my father was Greek."

"Just making sure so that would be a yes. I do and I am the one of the prophecies, that has come to pass already. Your sisters are just as scary as you."

"Which of the three."

"Not your grandfather and not my Uncle H."

"Okay." I took this chance to look at everyone else who seemed very confused

"Some of you friends are a part of our big dysfunctional family I think."

"Do you know which of them."

"Yes." I said turning to the one with the electric blue eyes, "Who is your father?"

"I don't know never really met him. My mom said he died in a plane crash." The guy said

"Wait how old are you?" I asked

"Age is kind of hard right now I was trapped in ice for 70 years."

"Cool I have a cousin who was trapped in a magic hotel for 70 years too. Uncle Z?" Thunder rumbled in a 'yes that is my offspring.' way, "Nice welcome to the family cuz." He looked confused.

"What is your name?" I asked

"Steve Rogers." He says

I turned to the guy with a goatee, "ADHD or Dyslexia or maybe a parent you didn't meet."

"I know both of my parents, but I have ADHD and love to build." He said

"Who is your father?" I asked

"Howard Stark" he said

"Not biologically." I say without thinking

'What do you mean?" He asks

I see a symbol so small most people would miss it; the symbol shows a flaming hammer with a little SPQR. "Son of Vulcan." I whisper to Natasha. She gives a discrete nod. I turn to the last who's aura feels powerful but doesn't seem to show any outward signs of being a demigod. "Maybe a legacy." I mutter

"Most likely, but he has spider powers too, you need to get past the aura that conveys that. I 've been trying for a while. Also, the other blond is Clint, and he is a demigod son of Apollo."

I finally break through the aura that spider powers gave him. "Let's see. Legacy of Hephaestus and Athena." I break the chains holding me and gesture for the three of them to follow me.

"Natasha, Clint, I assume you know where to go." I call behind me.

"Unless the heart of the West has changed since I was there then it is here in New York." Natasha jokingly calls after me

The guy with the eye patch glares after me like 'you broke out of my chains and stole my back up in case you got violent.'

When we got to Camp Half-Blood all the previously unknown demigods and legacies were claimed.

~The End~