Percy Jackson and the Avengers
My 7th birthday was the day my Uncle left. Ten years later, I've just come out of my second war. Then, out of nowhere, my uncle comes back with a bunch of Cosplayers and a pirate dude that's accusing me of being a terrorist. Fun, right?
(I'm sorry I'm terrible at descriptions. I hope this story is okay; it's one of the first I'm fairly proud of. And I don't own Percy Jackson, Magnus Chase, or Avengers. Rick Riordan and Marvel own everything except for the plot and Dakota)