A Good Kid- Percy Jackson/ The Avengers

Tony Stark p.o.v

Okay, I didn't expect that.

When I opened the beige folder, I was surprised to see the face of my Nephew, Percy Jackson.

I haven't seen him since he was only four years old, but his jet black hair and sea green eyes were unmistakable. When I looked at the name, my fears were confirmed. We were going after him.

My sister Sally was adopted by my parents after her parents died in a plane crash. Her parents were close friends to my parents, so they chose to take her in.

When Sally had Percy, I tried to visit as much as I could, but then she married Gabe, and he hated me. So I stopped visiting, which I bet didn't make Percy too happy, but Sally knew I wouldn't be able to come over when Gabe was around, which meant all of the time. Then I started my career as iron man and became too busy to visit.

I had actually forgotten all about him, which I know, is terrible. But it's been over a decade, what do you expect.

I knew I couldn't let the avengers just go after him, who knows how scary that'd be, he's only a kid after all.

I decided Peter would be perfect for this. He and Percy were both from Queens, so that's already something in common. It's not much, but whatever.

I knew it was a stupid idea, so I let Natasha watch over them as a teacher. Now that was a terrible idea, having an assassin teach? Yeah, sounds great. Natasha was never all that great with teenagers, Peter was the exception, he acted way younger, but also was a bit mature.

Let's just hope my plan goes well, Who knows how different Percy is now, he was very precious when he was a kid, but isn't every kid? Well, most kids anyways. But they all grow out of it and become stubborn teenagers who expect so much more than what they get.

I guess I should probably not stereotype them so quickly, I mean, look at Peter. He's a good kid, he wants to help the world, save it. Maybe Percy is the same.

Maybe.