My grandfather... IS AN AVENGER?! [On Hold]

Chapter 11

Looks like Percy was going to get Judo Flipped sooner than he thought.

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Percy was internally panicking. His survival instincts went into overdrive as he sought a way to escape one furious daughter of Athena. He was debating jumping out the window and calling Blackjack on the way down and just hoping the pegasus got there in time when he heard a shout and spun around.

The avengers were sprawled on the floor. In the doorway, glaring at him with stormy grey eyes was the one person who actually terrified him. Not including a certain Primordial Arsehole.

"H-hey Annie..." Percy stuttered as he backed towards the window. Unfortunately, Annabeth hadn't come alone. A silver arrow zipped out from behind her and sunk into the window latch, locking it closed. One glance at the shaft that had a bolt symbol on it and Percy knew better than to try pulling out one of those arrows. It was probably electric given who that symbol says it belongs too.

Looking back at the doorway, the avengers were standing but had their hands up as Nico, Thalia, and the rest of the seven, besides Annie, all had weapons on them.

Nico had Bucky, Jason had Thor, Piper had Natasha, Leo had Clint, Frank and Hazel had Bruce, and possibly the worst combination, Thalia had Tony. If Tony values his, well, his everything, he'd best keep his mouth shut.

Percy spared a glance at Thor and Jason, briefly wondering about who the winner of that fight would be before he snapped out of it and focused on the angry blonde storming his way. He could sense Loki hiding in a shadow in the corner watching with curiosity.

"Hey guys..." Eight glares turned on him and he gulped. I am so doomed. he thought. Then it seemed his survival instincts agreed with that statement and shut down giving him a feeling of 'Yes. yes you are.'

As Annabeth advanced on him, Percy did one last act of self preservation. He reached a feet to his side and yanked the mattress and sheets of his bed with one demigod-strength pull so they ended up all over the floor.

Just in time too. Next thing he knew he was on a blanket cushioning, and a royally pissed off daughter of Athena pinning him down with a gleaming bronze dagger at his throat.

I know. Its horribly short and I hate that fact but at the moment it couldn't be helped with real life stuff going on. But I promised an update this week. Its not much of one, but it is an update.