AN: Okay I know it's been forever. I blame school and my indescribable capability to procrastinate. I am really sorry, but I have more free time now so I will try to get chapters out faster.

A quick thank you to everyone who reviewed, followed, and favorited! I was not expecting so many responses for the first chapter. Keep them coming! Any advice/friendly critique is welcome.

Sorry for any grammar issues.

Also, a short note: I know Percy is a little OOC in this, with his education level and whatnot, but for the most part I'm going to try to stick to the canon personalities, with maybe some slight deviations here and there. I thought it would be more doubtful for Percy to be really good with technology and computers, than biology. It's a bit of a stretch, but it's fanfiction so I can do whatever I want.

Anyways, on with the story!

Chapter 2:

"So... How do I fly this thing?" Percy contemplated, standing in front of the blue and silver Iron Man suit (Percy couldn't be happier about the color choice).

"If you would allow me, all you would have to do is step inside the suit. I can handle the rest, sir." JARVIS's voice rang out from the speakers.

Percy was kind of shocked. He expected JARVIS to try and stop him, not help him.

"Uh... you... you would do that?" Percy asked hesitantly.

"Your friend has informed me of the importance of your mission. I'd be happy to help, sir."

Percy couldn't help but smile. It seemed the Gods were willing to put a bit more efforting into helping the demigods this time around. The suit started to open, revealing it's hollow frame. Percy stepped inside and the suit closed around him. It was dark until a screen turned on in front of his face, showing him a complex interface and the view outside his faceplate.

"Alright, sir?" JARVIS asked.

"That's debatable, JARVIS. Let's just get this show on the road."

Percy walked forward with deliberate movements, unsure of how the suit worked, when suddenly the suit took over and moved his body for him. He walked out to the center of the room as a skylight above opened to the night sky. As soon as the skylight was open, Percy saw a signal showing the rockets in his hands and feet were activating, and before he knew it, Percy was shooting into the sky and soaring far above the city of New York

Percy would be lying if he said he didn't scream a little.

"JARVIS? Where are we going?" Percy asked, bewildered.

"I'm currently tracking Mr. Stark's movements, sir. We are heading straight for his location. By my estimation, we are heading towards Germany."

Percy sighed. It seemed he wouldn't be getting home anytime soon. There were times when he wished he and Annabeth had run away from the demigod life. He wished they didn't have to deal with all the wishes and whims of the Gods, or the irritating monsters that constantly cropped up at the most inconvenient times. He wished he could have a normal day job, with a regular boss and regular duties. He wished he could raise a normal family with Annabeth, without having to worry about dying at any moment.

But really, Percy wished nothing would ever change. For all the complaining and whining he did, he really enjoying the adventures and the excitement that came with fighting evil and saving the world. Percy didn't care about the recognition or anything, but it was in his blood to take down monsters and to be constantly in a state of peril. And he knew Annabeth wouldn't change a thing either. There were times when he thought a simpler life would have been a better one, but he knew that he never would've made the friends he made if it weren't for his godly blood.

"Can you call Annabeth for me? I think she should probably be updated on the situation."

Almost immediately, a little calling Annabeth Chase... popped up in front of his vision, a dial tone ringing in his ears.

"Hello? Percy?" Percy heard after the second ring.

"Hey, Wise Girl. I don't think I'll be making it home tonight. One of our uncles stopped by with a job for me." Percy decided to monitor his words, incase JARVIS was recording this conversation. It would be kind of awkward to explain why he was talking about Greek Gods to his boss. Although if he was meant to help them, he may have to tell them anyways.

He could practically hear Annabeth rolling her eyes, no doubt annoyed at the latest request of the Gods.

"What is it this time?"

"I don't know, some crazy reindeer guy. At least, that's what Uncle H said. And something about an alien, and the... Avengers?" Percy stumbled out.

"The Avengers? What are they avenging? And why are you involved?"

"Uh... the Earth maybe? Although, the name seems a bit presumptuous, doesn't it? It doesn't seem like there's been anything worthy of avenging lately. And we would know if there was. And I'm involved because the... family asked. Look, I don't want to do this, but it seems like I don't have much of a choice. Anyways, it should be a piece of cake compared to the crap we've dealt with before. I'll keep you updated, okay? Love you. Big kisses.

"Love you too. Big Kisses." After Annabeth said goodbye, Percy heard the click of the phone marking the end of the call.

He spent the rest of the journey contemplating what exactly a reindeer alien looked like.

"Upon your descent, extend your arms downwards, palms facing the ground, with your knees slightly bent. This should help you land gracefully." JARVIS instructed him as they reached a heavily wooded area.

As soon as Percy heard the word 'gracefully,' he knew there was no way that was ever going to happen. Percy and graceful didn't mesh well.

As predicted, Percy landed roughly, stumbling forward into the dirt. He saw there was a man in a funny hat overlooking a cliff. Realizing this was his target, he walked over. As he reached the cliff, he saw was the strange man was looking at. Down below, three men were fighting. It seemed there fight had decimated the trees surrounding them. He recognized the glow of Tony's blasters, as well as his trademark red and gold suit. He also recognized the red, white, and blue of Captain America's shield. The third man was wielding a large and powerful hammer, and seemed to be striking lightning down upon the others. A son of Zeus, or perhaps Jupiter?

"So. Are you the reindeer guy?" Percy asked the man next to him, not bothering to turn.

"I'm not.. It's not a reindeer... Why do you imbeciles keep saying that?" He heard the man say in a (surprisingly) British drawl. Since when did aliens have British accents?

"Hey, I'm just going off of the information of others." Percy held his hands up in defense. "But seriously, that is you right? Because if so, why haven't you just run away?" Percy knew this was the bad guy, and yet he seemed content on waiting for the good guys to finish their squabble. If it were anyone else, they would be gone by now.

That's when it dawned on Percy, it was probably a part of this guy's plan. The glint in his eyes and the slightly terrifying smirk on his mouth only confirmed Percy's thoughts.

The man didn't reply, but Percy didn't care much. He grabbed the man's arms, and started dragging him towards the slowly descending plane not too far away. As soon as the plane landed and opened, Percy shuffled the man up the ramp to meet a redheaded woman.

"I believe this belongs to you?" Percy said, shoving the reindeer man forward.

The woman seemed to pay no attention to him though, as her eyes were focused intently on Percy. Percy wasn't too happy about that.

"Who are you?" She asked, her eyes staring so intensely that he was scared she could see through the metal on his face.

"A friend." Percy replied. He decided it would be best to give as little information as possible for as long as possible.

The woman definitely didn't believe him, and was about to ask him something again, but was quickly interrupted.

"Rhodey? No. Who are you and why do you have my suit?" It seemed the other heroes had solved their issues and were back on the plane.

At this point. Percy was starting to realize just how stupid his plan really was. How was he supposed to explain to his boss that he just stole one of his most prized possessions, with the help of one of his greatest inventions? And how was he supposed to explain WHY he was here in the first place?

"Uh... funny story, that is. You see, JARVIS was friendly enough to lend me your suit for reasons I can't share right now. And I will explain! Probably. Maybe. It depends. But I have good intentions and just want to help. Honestly! I can be helpful too there's lots of stuff I can do-"

"Jackson?" Shit.

"Uhm.. Hi?" At this point, the sheet of metal covering Percy's face popped open. Percy waved awkwardly at the crowd of costumed adventurers and probable spies surrounding him.

"No where in your promotion did I say you got to be Iron Man. What the hell are you doing?" Tony looked really mad. Percy just hoped he wouldn't get fired for this.

"Well, actually I was thinking you could call me-" Percy was cut off by Tony's intense glare. "Nevermind it was stupid anyways." Percy mumbled quickly.

"Explain. NOW." Tony all but yelled at him, and he could see a few of the other agents nodding their heads as if that would get him to talk faster.

"I... erhm, like I said I can't really explain everything just yet but a... friend informed me I needed to get to the "avengers" or something ASAP because there was a weird reindeer-hat-wearing alien trying to take over the world and this was the only thing I could think of." Percy rushed out, probably confusing them more than clarifying anything.

Percy quickly plastered his signature lopsided "I can do no wrong" smirk (little did he know, it was more of a "Everything I do is wrong" smirk) and hoped that everything would turn out alright.

It wouldn't.

Generally I hate cliffhangers, but I admit, they are way more fun to write.

Also, a question: What should Percy's superhero name be?