All He Has Left Is The Memory

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"My name is Percy Jackson, I'm a Demi-God."

"Your what?" Clint questioned.

"Well, you know the Greek myths everyone knows? The ones with Heracles and the gods and all that?" Percy said, trying to be as calm as possible.

"Yeah, but what does that have to do with you?"

"Heracles was a son of Zeus, who had an affair with a mortal, right?" Percy asked, rhetorically.

Sparse nodding.

"These gods do exist and still have affairs to this day. For instance, I'm a son of Poseidon."

"How do we know you're telling the truth?" Natasha asked Percy, suspicious of his explanation.

"Let me call a friend and then I'll tell you everything, alright?" Percy declared, knowing he would have trouble at the end. He, however knew someone who could help with that.

Walking to the bathroom, he turned on the faucet, bending the stream of water to a fine mist. Percy was uneasy about making the call, knowing there was no going back, but he knew something more was wrong.

The attack he had recently fought in was the first in weeks. That was almost impossible, meaning a storm must be brewing somewhere else.

Hesitantly taking a drachma out of his pocket, he watched the golden coin reflect off of the bathroom mirror lights. Taking a deep breath, he placed the coin on his thumb before announcing "Oh Fleecy, do me a solid and show me Will Solace at Camp Half-Blood" and flipping the coin into the mist.

A scene wavered into view, Wills back turned to Percy as he aimed his bow at the target maybe 50 feet away. Percy waited silently as Will pulled his bow back then shouted, "WILLIAM SOLACE."

The son of Apollo jumped, his arrow missing the target before turning around ready to scold whoever made him loose his trace of concentration.

His face lit up when he saw Percy. "Percy! Why are you calling? Are you in trouble?"

"I'm fine, Will, I need to steal you for a bit. I think somethings happening with the monsters."

"What do you mean?"

"We can talk about it later. I befriended some mortal 'super heroes'," Percy snickered at the name. "And I think they could be a good aspect to whatever we're fighting this time."

"Well, how am I going to get there? Can't really shadow travel?" Will questioned while putting his bow on his back.

"Just wait," Percy said, a mischievous grin spreading on his face as he proceeded to dissolve into nothingness and reforming in front of Will.

Grabbing his arm, he materialized the both of them back in the bathroom.

Will was utterly lost.

"It's called vapor travel," Percy said as he walked out of his room.

"So what is this group of 'super heroes' you're telling me about?" Will asked him as Percy led him into the living room.

"These are the avengers, Will. Introductions, everybody."

"Hawkeye, or Clint."

"Bruce Banner, Hulk."

"Natasha Romonav, Black Widow."

"Steve, Captain America."

"Thor, Norse God of Thunder."

"Tony Stark, or Iron Man."

"Wanda, Scared Witch."

"I'm Will Solace, archer and head medic," Will said awkwardly.

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