Hello all! Lulu here!

And boy, do I have a treat for you! For a limited time only- ah, whatever.

That was the result of boredom.

Anywho, this is a NEW STORY! YIPPEE! This idea was kicking around the back of my head, slowly gathering cobwebs, but now it has returned! So, yah, instead of being heroes in secret, demigods use their powers to be superheroes! They have secret identities (aka their REAL identities) that are kept secret by costumes and masks. It's only certain, er, elite demigods who become superheroes for all the world to see. The others stay at camp.

Then the Avengers decide that these masked heroes must join SHIELD, because if they don't, they're considered loose cannons. Threats. So the choice is to join SHIELD and risk having their identities found out or be hunted down and destroyed by the heroes of New York. And if they do join, how will they keep their secret identities and their *ahem* origin stories a secret?

So there is an EXTREMELY informal summary. Now begins the REAL story. Enjoy the...

Disclaimer: Yes, enjoy the disclaimer, why don't you? Now, look up the definition of the word "disclaimer." What does it mean? (A statement that denies something.) Exactly! So I am denying that I own PJO and the Avengers. They belong, respectively, to Uncle Ricky and Marvel.

Now let's get this show/fiasco on the road!

Third Person Limited (Owl)

The men robbing the store were not young men, nor were they old men. They were stuck somewhere in the middle, not tilting one way or the other. Balanced.

This was one of the things Owl noticed as she knocked one out with a quick blow to the temple.

It wasn't hard. Owl had the small, lithe figure often associated with gymnasts, and indeed her movements were just as hypnotizing as those of an acrobat or a dancer as she leaped around the room, dodging gunfire and putting all of the robbers out of commission with sharp blows to the head, spine, ribs, etc. Owl knew how to fight men like these. This wasn't even a hard fight.

Within a minute, the men were all unconscious, tied together with a strange cord that Owl had produced. The money was returned, the people trapped in the store checked for injuries. When all was pronounced well, Owl ran outside, spread her wings, and launched herself with a mighty leap into the night sky.

Owl landed atop a nondescript building in the warehouse district. The building wasn't small or large, or anything really. It just was. On the outside, at least.

Carefully, Owl pulled on a small silver wire, almost invisible on the light grey roof.

When she stopped pulling, a section of roof moved soundlessly, creating a small hatch that Owl jumped into without hesitation.

She landed on a pile of pillows. She smirked inwardly. Pillows, she thought to herself. How... professional. She snorted. Professionally idiotic.

With a slight sigh, Owl jumped off the pile and called out, "It's me!"

Suddenly, nine shapes appeared out of the darkness.

"Thank the gods it's just you, Owl," said a voice Owl recognized anywhere.

She smiled. "Nice to see you too, Hurricane."

Another voice said, "Well, I for one don't want to stand around in the dark for much longer, though I don't really want to see a steamy make out scene between you two lovebirds... But still, I'd prefer a little light."

Owl couldn't help but roll her eyes as Flame, ever the sarcastic annoying one, held up a hand. Fire ignited, dancing across his bare palm and revealing everyone else in the room in detail.

There were Huntress and Skeleton in the corner. Huntress had on a silver moon mask that matched the silver tiara in her short, spiky black hair and the bow in her hand. The rest of her outfit was black. Skeleton wore all black, except for his creepily realistic skull mask that glowed in the dark (cheesy but terrifying in the dark of night). His black sword hung on a belt at his waist.

Next was Warrior. Her gold armor and purple cape matched her golden sword and mask perfectly. Her long black hair was done in a braid to keep it out of her face when she fought.

Next to Warrior were Lightning and Charm. Lightning wore electric blue clothes and a golden cape that glittered with lightning bolts. His mask matched his cape, but didn't completely hide neat blonde hair. His golden lance was gripped tightly in his hand. Charm wore a white Greek chiton and brown laced sandals. Her mask was white with pearls going around the edge. Her bronze dagger hung from a cord around her waist, gleaming in the light of Flame's fire.

Flame wore red pants, an orange shirt, brown shoes, and a mask that looked like it was on fire. It could also be lit on fire for effect. His toolbelt hung around his waist.

Beast and Precious stood beside Flame. Beast had on a thin white shirt and black pants. His bow was on his back. Precious wore a gold dress that was actually good for riding and black boots. Her long gold sword hung at her side.

Last but not least was Hurricane. He wore a blue shirt, green cargo shorts, black flip-flops, and a sea green mask that glittered like the calm seas, like the eyes behind the mask. He held a pen in his hand.

They all smiled at Owl, whose costume was by far the most intricate. She had a Spandex suit covered in grey feathers with a matching feathered mask. The intricate part, however, was the wings. She took it from Dc Comics Batman, who could glide through the air using fabric that stiffened when an electric current ran through it. Using that general idea, only with less mechanics and a bit of magic, Owl had created wings that she could really fly with. Hidden at her waist was her bronze dagger.

"Full costume guys?" she joked. "For me? You shouldn't have."

Hurricane shrugged, grinning his lopsided grin that made Owl's heart beat far too fast for her own liking. "You can never be too sure... Annie."

Sure enough, Owl exploded indignantly, shouting, "Don't call me Annie!"

"It's her!" Hurricane said.

The others laughed, then removed their masks.

Huntress and Skeleton were Thalia Grace and Nico DiAngelo. Warrior was Reyna Avila Ramirez Arellano. Lightning and Charm were Jason Grace and Piper McLean. Flame was Leo Valdez. Beast and Precious were Frank Zhang and Hazel Levesque. Hurricane was Percy Jackson.

Rolling her eyes, smiling unwillingly at her idiotic boyfriend's antics, Owl removed her mask, revealing Annabeth Chase.

"That was unnecessary, Seaweed Brain," she scolded her boyfriend.

Percy raised his arms in surrender. "Guilty as charged." Then he grinned. "But you have to admit, it was kind of funny to see-"

"Finish that sentence and you'll never speak again," Annabeth said coolly. Percy shut up, paling at the thought of what Annabeth would do if he finished his thought.

Annabeth sat down on a nearby chair. "So, what did I miss?"

"Not much," Reyna replied. "Just more of the normal crooks. We did get a couple of hellhounds on 59th Street, but they were taken care of."

"And there was a telkhine in the Museum of Natural History," Hazel added.

"I killed a couple Hyperborean Cyclops near Central Park!" Thalia exclaimed.

"And an empousai near Broadway," Piper said. "That's about it, I think."

"That's all of the demigodish stuff!" Leo cried. "But Sparky and I caught a jewel thief nearby. He was in his lair, too. It was his home turf!"

Jason rolled his eyes. "Don't call me Sparky, Leo. But yeah, we nabbed the thief."

"And I got a couple of animal smugglers," Frank added.

"Murderer," Nico said shortly.

"I caught the murderer with Nico," Percy said. "Man, that guy was totally crazy. A serial killer, you know. Mentally ill, they said, but I'm pretty sure that he got a sick satisfaction out of killing, somehow."

Annabeth shivered. Percy was the most powerful person on the team. Not just because of his powers, but because he could really get the criminals. He read them better than he read books. One look and he knew what they did, why they did it, everything. The only person whose observation skills even came close to Percy's was Annabeth. It was... freaky. He just knew what happened. A sixth sense, maybe.

"Got it," she said. "I got some idiots sticking up a grocery store. Easy hits, all of them. Before that, I think it was a gang mugging some girl. I helped Spider-Man with some morons trying to grab a toxic chemical. The usual."

Percy grinned. "That's my Wise Girl."

Annabeth rolled her eyes. "Any other news? How are the camps?"

"Camp Jupiter is fine." Jason replied. "Octavian is being stupid as usual. I heard Reyna's talking about throwing him out if they find any evidence of treason. They're searching, too. If there is any, it's pretty well hidden."

"Camp Half-Blood is good too," Piper added. "Some of the naiads got mad at a few new campers for throwing a few Coke cans into the lake. Bad scene, but Chiron helped subdue them. He put the campers who did it- Hermes' kids, I think- on kitchen duty for the rest of the week as punishment."

Percy laughed. "Oh boy. Those poor kids."

Annabeth glared at Percy. "Don't laugh. It isn't funny. They're getting their punishment for littering."

Percy smirked back at her, utterly unaffected by the glare that was making the rest of the people in the room (save the girls) tremble a bit. "You know, I think I've actually become immune to your glares, Owl."

Annabeth scowled. "Shut up, Hurricane."

"Sorry! Did I ruffle the pretty bird's feathers?"

Annabeth glared at him, but he just laughed. "Shut up, Kelp Head!"

"Aw, you know I love you, Wise Girl."

Annabeth grinned grudgingly. She did know that he loved her. He had proved it countless times.

Suddenly, a thought occurred to her, a thought that wiped the smile from her face. "Any word from the Avengers?"

The mood quickly dipped. Everyone in the room scowled (save Nico, who was already scowling anyway.

"They're still trying to cut a deal," Thalia said shortly. "They're constantly pointing out the fact that they could, presumably, make it so that all super-units affiliated with SHIELD would try to capture us on sight." She snorted. "Like they could catch us."

Annabeth nodded. "They're still insisting that we affiliate ourselves with SHIELD?"

Nico nodded. "They think we're 'loose cannons' if we don't work for them."

Leo rolled his eyes. "Like we need them. They can't threaten us into doing what they want us to do!"

Annabeth said, "I agree." Then she frowned. "Still, it would be problematic if they were constantly getting in the way when we were fighting."

Percy frowned. "So... we should join?"

Annabeth smiled. "No. I think we should aim higher."

Everyone looked utterly nonplussed.

Except for Piper. She caught on and grinned at what her friend was suggesting.

Annabeth looked her fellow demigods in the eye and said, "We should make them let us join the Avengers."

Oh yeah! This idea has been kicking around my skull for AGES! Mostly because I love PJO and the Avengers, but also because it would be so sick to have demigod superheroes (in COSTUMES! *faint*) running around NYC.

So there! I hope you enjoyed this! Stay tuned for more- screw it. I can't. I just can't.

The word of the day is impregnable. Why, I don't know. Thais word conjures up all sorts of weird images.

Love ya! lulu