Hiyaaa! So I'm just writing this on Sunday, because of English coursework taking up most of my time. Again it's not that great, sorry. I didn't want to update late again…

Thanks for all the reviews! I'm sorry for being so evil to Apollo.

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Natasha POV

Natasha stared at Leo Valdez. Just a day ago, she had had no idea that Greek gods existed. Now, the son of one was standing in the secret SHIELD base, showing Tony how to hack into alien technology. This was not what she expected. Also, the fact that they were in another freaking war didn't help. Natasha's instincts were to not trust this guy, but Thor did believe him. However, Leo had done impossible things; he had set his hair on fire, and performed a trick where chainsaws could be pulled out of his tool belt. It had to be some elaborate practical joke. So, Natasha wanted more proof.

"Valdez," she barked, hands on her hips. A hint of authority must have crept into her voice because Leo sat up straight and didn't try to make a joke.

"Yes, ma'am?" he squeaked. Natasha frowned. He was still a kid. Maybe she could tone down her assassin character a little.

"You say you're a demigod…" She trailed off. As she said the word, the idea sounded absurd. How could gods exist? Aliens, she could deal with, because she had seen them with her own two eyes. But Natasha had never believed in anything godly. Back in her assassin days, she had never believed in Christianity, Judaism, or the like. Though her… victims had prayed to God fervently in their last minutes, Natasha had scoffed. There was no such thing as God. Why would he allow such hate and misery in the world? So neither God nor gods exist. They were probably some aliens lording it up, pretending to rule over the world.

"Yeah, I am!" Leo declared proudly. "I told you, my dad's Hephaestus."

"Are you sure?" Natasha asked. "Because how can gods exist?" She shook her head. From what she had heard about Greek mythology, the so-called gods had gone to earth and sired children, but they were just stories. Weren't they?

"I'm telling you, they exist! How could I do this if they didn't?" Leo lit his whole body on fire. Everyone yelled, and Natasha could see Bruce darting back to get a fire extinguisher.

Wanda, who hadn't spoken since she had introduced herself to Leo, stood up. "Well I can move objects with my mind," she said. "And P-Pietro, my brother, could run very fast. It doesn't mean we're the children of gods."

"Wait, you can do that?" Leo asked excitedly, forgetting that he was still on fire, and stepped closer to Wanda. She moved backwards, and Leo quickly turned off the flames. "Sorry," he said sheepishly, "I forgot about that. Anyway, I can get you some proof, I think."

"Really?" Natasha raised her brow.

"Gods, you're a lot like Annabeth," Leo muttered. Natasha frowned. "T-that's a good thing!" he said, raising his hands. "She's the daughter of Athena. Though, of course, Annabeth doesn't kill people. Normally."

"Right," Natasha said.

Leo rubbed his hands together. "I'll call Percy! Percy Jackson, I mean."

"Hold on a minute," Steve said. "I believe you about the whole 'gods' thing. We did read that story about Jackson. I mean, the facts fit with what the information we have on him says! And you did that whole Isis Message thing–"

"Iris," Leo supplied helpfully.

"Yeah, that," Steve continued. "So I don't see why they don't exist. Shouldn't we be working on defeating Loki and the rest, rather than arguing about philosophy?"

Natasha glared at him, but Leo quickly butted in. "I agree! But we'll still need to bring Percy along. Annabeth too. She's a brilliant strategist."

Fury nodded. "Okay," he said, "call them in."

Percy POV

For the second time that day, an Iris Message appeared in front of Percy. He sighed tiredly, and accepted it. Percy was sitting by the lake with Annabeth, who was going over some architectural designs. She looked up, and shifted closer to Percy, rolling her eyes but looking at Leo.

"What now, Leo?" she asked. Percy had filled her in on their previous conversation, and had been thinking almost non-stop as to what was happening.

"Hey, Annabeth, Percy," Leo said. "We've talked, and I think that you guys should come over here. To help with the war thing."

"The war thing?" Annabeth enquired drily. "But yes, Percy and I will come."

Percy spluttered. "Annabeth–" But his girlfriend turned a steely eye onto him and he shut up quickly.

"Whipped," Leo whispered, before looking around innocently as if he had never said that. "Thanks!" he exclaimed, and ended the message.

Percy groaned. Once again, they were to be caught up in the middle of yet another war. "Why is it always us, Annabeth?"

Annabeth wrapped an arm around Percy's waist. "Just think, one day we'll be free of all this, and there will be no more wars to fight. At least in our lifetime."

"Wow, you're so optimistic," Percy said sarcastically. "You know exactly what to say to cheer me up."

"Hey, I'm just stating facts."

Percy laughed, and rested his head on Annabeth's shoulder. "Shall I call Mrs O'Leary?"

Annabeth stood up. "No," she said. "I have a better idea."

Apollo POV

Apollo was tired. He was tired and angry. How could he have let this happen? How could he let himself be kidnapped by Morpheus of all people? He felt embarrassed. However, Morpheus had gotten some help. Apollo shuddered. He didn't even want to think about who his kidnapper was working for. He was in a cage, surrounded by bones (that looked suspiciously like human bones) and of course, fire. A great wall of fire licked its way up the side of the cage, emitting great plumes of black smoke. Fire didn't usually burn Apollo much, him being the sun god, but this fire was evil, taunting Apollo and making him see desolate faces, almost like the river Phlegethon in the depths of Tartarus. But this fire was much more deadly than any river in Tartarus.

Apollo thought back to only a week ago, before he had been taken to the scorching cave in which he now resided. His essence was split, some of him driving the great sun chariot across the sky, and the rest on Olympus, talking to Hermes. Normally he would also be down on earth, courting some beautiful mortal lady, but since Zeus had called an important meeting, he had to have his full attention on Olympus.

After the meeting, Apollo had felt something happening back in the chariot. He left Olympus, and brought his entire essence to the chariot. Big mistake. Waiting there, with his feet up on the dashboard, was Morpheus, lazily smiling. Of course, Apollo was immediately confused. Morpheus had since apologised for the Titan War, and had even participated in the annual 'Who can drink the most nectar in one gulp?' game. (Of course, Dionysus had won.) But now, here he was, smirking evilly, with a coil of deadly looking rope in his hand. A brief scuffle later, in which Apollo was unpleasantly surprised at Morpheus' new found strength, Apollo was lying in the back of the chariot, bound tightly, and Morpheus was holding the loose end of rope, ready to drag the sun god to his prison. And this is the weird bit: a man, nicely tanned, with oily black hair and bulging muscles, appeared in the chariot. Apollo knew him to be Helios. 'Oh,' he had thought at the time. 'This has all been planned out quite nicely, hasn't it?' Helios snapped his fingers, and the shiny red Mercedes turned back into the traditional chariot with large wooden wheels and bronze seats. Apollo tried to think optimistically. At least the sun would still rise and set…

Apollo sighed quietly, not wanting to attract any unwanted attention. He had obviously been taken because of his status as the god of prophecy. Apollo hadn't known exactly what was going to happen before, but he had had an idea. In fact, he was the one who had warned Zeus and the others of the upcoming war. But he hadn't had any idea of what was going to happen then. Now, he did. And he didn't even need to be the god of prophecy to see it.

I hope that was easy to understand, and that I haven't made any major errors… Tell me if you didn't understand or I made a mistake sorry :(

Who do you think the evil dude is? I hope it's not too obvious now…

Thanks for reading!