A Good Kid- Percy Jackson/ The Avengers

Piper McLean p.o.v

Percy has been unconscious for a few hours, but he was back. But he wasn't fully there, if you know what I mean.

Percy started to wake up.

"You Guys should all go, I'll handle this." I Said as I walked up to a groaning Percy.

Everyone left the room, Annabeth was a bit upset about not being able to stay, but she understood.

Percy sat up, he was sweating a lot and was shaking. His eyes wide with fear. The blank stare he had at first was now gone.

"P-Piper.. How?" He mumbled weakly.

"It's okay, you're safe." I comforted him.

"But- you- you died.. you're dead.. no no I saw you die.." he buried his face in his knees and sobbed.

"I'm not dead, I'm right here.." I rubbed his shoulder, trying to comfort him like how my dad used to comfort me when I was sad.

Percy started to shake more after I touched him. He looked up at me, his eyes full of tears.

"S-stop.. now.." he muttered.

"What's wrong.?" I asked.

"The others, they're all dead. You're dead too.. they killed you.."

"No, we're all alive and well."

"Am.. am I dead?"

"No Percy. You're alive." I assured him.

He looked at the door. Then he grabbed something from his pocket. I recognized it as Riptide in pen form.

"What are you doing?"

"Must... eliminate..." he started to point his sword toward me, his eyes blank once again.

His eyes went back and he moved his sword to point toward himself instead.

"Sorry Piper! I-I can't control it!" He groaned as his eyes went blank again.

The sword still going toward his heart.

"Percy, put the sword down..."

He looked up at me, the sword lowering, but still moving closer to his skin.

"Percy, put it down.."

"I can't..." he mumbled.

I grabbed the sword from him, but only after the tip of the sword slightly cut him.

He started to sob as his eyes went back to normal.

I hugged him and he hugged back and continued to sob.

"It's okay, you're okay.."

"No, nothing's okay... we're all as good as dead..."

"What do you mean?"

He sat up and looked at me.

"They kept showing me these visions.. of everyone.. dying.. as I stood there.still alive.. but I... I was the one killing them.."

"Who did this to you?" I asked.

Percy was about to answer when he looked behind me and widened his eyes.

"What?" I looked behind me, but nothing was there.

"I- I can't say."

"Why not?" I asked.

"He'll kill you." Percy's voice cracked as more tears streamed down his face.

"Who will?"

"M-me.."

"You'd never kill me Percy.."

"What if I'm not in control? I-i can't say anything without him appearing and saying things over and over and over."

"What'd they do to you?" I asked.

"They've killed me.." he muttered.