Soooooooo, this is my rewrite of "Red With a Little Bit of Sea Green" and I promise it will be much better.

Disclaimer: I don't own Percy Jackson and the Marvel Universe

"Perseus Jackson." Gold eyes gleamed coldly at Percy.

Percy felt vulnerable. He was delirious with exhaustion and all he could was stare down at the cold eyes that sucked all the life out of him.

"How does it feel to know you killed Annabeth? She's dead, because you couldn't protect her," Kronos hissed at Percy.

"I didn't...I couldn't..." Percy trailed off.

"You were pathetic, Jackson. It was you who couldn't save her. Can you hear her screams?" Kronos pulled out his scythe. He dragged the scythe slowly up Percy's torso.

Percy saw Annabeth screaming at him to help, grabbing at him with one hand, as the other held onto the dagger plunged straight into her neck. "Please end me." Percy's voice strained. He hung his head, not wanting to see Annabeth anymore.

"Our time here is up. See you soon." Kronos plunged the scythe into Percy's stomach and grinned wickedly at him.

Percy woke up, looking at the ceiling of his cabin. His heartbeat was wild and erratic, proof of his time with Kronos. "He's right," Percy muttered with disgust.

Last month, Percy and his friends defeated Gaea and her children. By the time he killed Gaea with Riptide, Annabeth was sliced in the neck with a poisoned dagger. Blood was splattered across Percy's face as she fell towards him. She died, bleeding out in his arms.

He could have saved her. He saw the dagger coming but Percy was too slow and he never forgave himself for that. He killed every single monster closest to him and watched as they blew apart in golden dust.

Golden eyes.

Suddenly, there were three sharp knocks on the blue door. It knocked Percy out of his reverie and Percy shook his head to clear his mind.

"Percy! It's breakfast," Will's voice echoed into the empty cabin.

"I'm coming in a minute," Percy got up and shuffled to the bathroom. He stared at himself, wanting to see signs of life and happiness in his sea green eyes, but instead he saw eyes filled with pain and sadness. His genetically inherited tan was still there, but dull and unhealthy.

He washed his face to refresh himself and dressed into light blue jeans with an orange Camp Half-Blood shirt. Percy walked out of the cabin and he trudged across the field to get to pavilion for breakfast.

When he arrived, all he saw was happiness and laughter. I don't belong, Percy thought painfully of Annabeth and how hurt her siblings were after her death. He knew they didn't blame him, but he felt little glares and underhanded comments made to him from the Athena cabin.

He was alone, as always. Poseidon never had any kids after Percy was born so Percy sat, without anyone beside him.

He stared down at his food, not having an appetite for blue pancakes and blue cherry coke. He just wanted to sleep without interruption. He rubbed his eyes vigorously, hoping it would wake him up.

"Percy!" Percy turned to see Katie Gardner walking up to him. "Chiron wants to see you at the Big House once you're done eating."

"What for?" Percy picked up his plate and dropped all his food into the fire to offer as a sacrifice to the Gods. "I'm not sure. You'll find out when you see him," Katie ambled past him.

Percy didn't want Chiron to see how he was. He hated when people worried over him and his safety. He felt useless when people worried.

When Percy reached the Big House, Chiron rolled up to Percy's side on his black wheelchair. "Percy, my boy, how are you feeling?" Chiron turned to face Percy. "Ever since the Great War, you haven't been the same. The campers are talking."

At this comment, Percy gave a faint smile. "Why Chiron, I didn't think it was the camper's business. But I'm doing fine. Thanks for asking."

"Percy, I'm here if you need me," Chiron looked at Percy. "The Gods want to see you. Take care of yourself."

"Why?"

"It's not just the campers and I who are worried about you." Chiron rolled away.

Percy groaned. He whistled a sharp, melodious tune. In the far distance, a black speck was coming closer and closer until it took the shape of a pegasus.

"Blackjack, can you fly me up to Olympus?" Percy patted Blackjack's head.

Sure Boss. As long as you never pat my head. And if you bring me lots of donuts. Blackjack neighed. Percy let out a soft laugh as he jumped on to Blackjack's back. Blackjack leapt into the air. "I'll bring you some. Promise."

They landed on Olympus' elegant walkway. Percy waved Blackjack off and he breathed in the clean air. As he strolled into Olympus, he took no notice of the minor gods and nearby dryads glancing at him. As Percy reached the throne room, he managed to take slow, even breaths.

The council was fighting. Loudly. Over Percy.

"Let him rest in peace, brother." Poseidon pleaded with Zeus. "I say we beat that kid into a pulp," Ares cracked his knuckles.

"Oh, leave him be," Artemis rolled her eyes. "All you boys want to do is fight." Ares glared hatefully at Artemis.

"Send him to the SHIELD. They know how to handle those with powers. They can train Percy and in turn, he will be a great asset to them in saving the world a little at a time," Athena argued.

Zeus slammed his bolt down to the ground, shaking the room.

"We should make him go on another quest," Apollo chimed.

"Send Percy to my room," Aphrodite was checking her nails.

"Hello? Can we not talk about me like I'm not here? That's very disrespectful, don't you think?" Percy waved his arms around his head. "And can I decide for myself what I want to do?"

Everyone turned to look at Percy. Percy crossed his arms. "Percy, my son," Poseidon walked towards Percy, "How are you?" Poseidon tried pulling Percy into a tight hug.

"I'm doing fine, Dad." Percy couldn't smile and avoided hugging Poseidon. "Why are you talking about me?" Percy stepped back to look at everyone. Poseidon stepped back, his eyes swimming in shock.

"Do you not bow to me, boy?" Zeus glared at Percy.

Percy walked up to Zeus' throne and bowed mockingly. He turned to Poseidon and bowed humbly and sincerely. "Happy?" Percy smirked.

"We are worried about you," Athena supplied the answer to Percy's question.

"Speak for yourself," Dionysus mumbled.

"We all think you need to get some help. SHIELD seems like the best option for you right now." Athena glared at Dionysus.

"Okay first of all, I don't need help. And second, I can't just be sent to SHIELD. I don't even know them and I can't ask them to help. And third, who says I'm going to listen to you?" Percy questioned. He really didn't feel like asking people he didn't know to help with his current state of mind.

"Percy, you need it. Please. I don't like seeing you like this," Poseidon gently said.

"What makes you think they can help? And what would I talk to them about? How would I even introduce myself? Hey guys, I'm the son of Poseidon and I can talk to fish. I can also heal myself just by sprinkling water on me and I can control all forms of water. Oh, and, I can create hurricanes and earthquakes," Percy rolled his eyes. "They'll be hostile."

"Percy, some of SHIELD's agents have been through some terrible things. They need this too." Hestia spoke for the first time. "If not for your sake, for theirs."

"Th-they need my help?" Percy asked hesitantly. His sea green eyes shone with uncertainty.

"Yes, and we are hoping you can find a way to introduce yourself without revealing too much. You can say you're a demigod but you cannot reveal the existence of Camp Half-Blood and Camp Jupiter. If they find out about the camps, SHIELD will find a way to use the demigods in their objective to gain more power. Some of SHIELD can be good, but they are power hungry. They say it's for the greater good of the Earth, but they have been experimenting questionable things. Utimately, our goal is for you to meet the Avengers through SHIELD, and later on, join them.

Percy looked around the throne room. Demeter, Apollo, Ares, and Dionysus weren't listening while the rest of the Gods and Goddesses were attentive. "You really want me to do this?" Percy hung his head in defeat.

"Yes," Athena said.

"Alright, when is this happening?" Percy was resigned. He would forever do the Olympian's will.

He felt like he would never escape the Gods.

"Today," Artemis entered the conversation. "Now that we're done, can I go back to hunting?" Artemis started sharpening her silver hunting knives.

"Wait! I ask that a couple of us bless Percy to aid in his journey," Poseidon looked around the room, demanding confirmation.

"I already planned on it," Aphrodite squealed.

Hestia gave Poseidon an imperceptible nod.

"Yes, bless Percy. Now, I have things to do. Meeting adjourned." Zeus flashed out immediately. Following Zeus, everyone flashed out, leaving Poseidon, Hestia, and Aphrodite behind.

"Percy, I hope you know that I love you and I'm always here," Poseidon grasped Percy's shoulders. "Just call me and I'll be there." Poseidon smiled and grasped his Trident.

"I love you, dad," Percy smiled at Poseidon before Poseidon flashed out.

"Percy," Hestia stepped in front of Percy. Percy hugged Hestia because he favored Hestia due to her kindness and humility. "Will you be my champion?" Percy's jaw dropped almost comically.

"Me?" Percy asked.

"Who else? You have light within you. Your kindness and your unwavering loyalty make you deserving of my blessing. I know this seems a bit sudden, but I have a feeling that in the future, you will need it. I wanted to give you my blessing because I know that you are struggling with something that is unheard of, and I hope you understand that I, along with other gods, wish you the best. I don't know how else to show you how much I am proud of you, Percy, except to share some of my power to help you with your quest to help others and yourself."

Hestia put her hand on Percy's shoulders and Percy glowed in a warm orange light. He felt like his mother was embracing him with warm arms.

"You now have the power to create any home-cooked meal and you have control over fire. You also have the power of hope, as well as despair. Use them to the best of your ability," Hestia hugged Percy with a fierceness of a mother.

"Thank you so much, Hestia. This means a lot to me," Percy bowed deeply to Hestia. "It's not a problem. Just know that I'm always here. Hope survives best in the hearth, does it not?" Hestia reminded Percy of what he had told her back in the Titan war.

"I know you have nightmares, but bear with it. Stay strong, Percy."

Percy bowed again and Hestia flashed out.

As soon as Hestia flashed out, Aphrodite entered his line of vision.

"Percy," Aphrodite batted her eyelids, "I give you my blessing. May you have incredible fashion sense and become even more sexy than you already are. Oh, and, here are your new clothes!"

Percy glowed sea green and he grew two inches more. He now stood at 6'2" and had softer, silkier, darker hair. He now donned dark blue jeans with a black button up shirt. Aphrodite squealed and shoved a duffle bag full of clothes to Percy.

Percy gave a cry of indignation. "Stop, Aphrodite. It's too much." Percy tried to push her away but she held strong.

"I'm giving you my blessing because in the future, you will meet a girl who is just as lost and confused as you. When you meet her, you should be looking your best, hence my blessing.

"See you, handsome," Aphrodite hugged Percy and snapped her fingers, but instead of Aphrodite flashing out, Percy did.

Percy landed on top of a glass table. And groaned.

He looked over to see a tall black man with an eye patch and a woman with pulled back brown hair pulling out handguns and pointing it directly at Percy's forehead.

He was going to kill Aphrodite.