AN: Things have happened and I'm sorry for not updating since like, five-ever. But never fear, I'm back and hopefully, I'll be typing faster and trying to get these chapters out. Got a lot of writing to catch up on.

Now, time to answer a few questions. First of all, this takes place before Avengers, but after Thor. In the PJO world, this is obviously taking place of The Lightening Thief. Now, someone (Jesus4ever and maybe some others) asked when the Avengers will appear. The answer is they won't. Well, more like not in this story. I'm planning a sequel (although it's too early to be saying this) that'll take place before Sea of Monsters. But obviously, it'll be during the Avengers, and some things will change. Expect something similar (but not to similar…) to 'The things we forget'.

Now, as for "Is Loki Percy's mom/dad?" Well…you'll have to keep reading and see! And for other question regarding their road trip, hopefully this chapter answers them.

Big disclaimer: I don't own Avengers or Percy Jackson. Also, this story contains parts of The Lightening Thief, but obviously, with more Loki.

Sidenote: I have 69 reviews on this…heeheehee…

Chapter 6: Gods are on the prowl

The Olympians and other gods had gathered eagerly to see if Ares and Aphrodite were once again, caught by Hephaestus, although there was word going around that Ares got some poor kid to get his whatever-he-lost.

"The son of Lord Poseidon, that's what I heard!" Those were the whisperings that were going around, although they tried to avoid repeating them in front of the King of Gods. Frankly, the residents of Mount Olympus were glad that there was this to ease the tension between Lord Zeus and Lord Poseidon. The anger and promise of war was choking and flustering everyone.

"Is that—!"

"He looks just like Lord Poseidon!"

"Is that Lady Athena's daughter?"

"I wonder what they'll—" Suddenly it got caught off and the screen flashed a vibrant green. No sound came out and everyone stared, murmuring before Hephaestus swore and hobbled over to the controls. But then an image came back, it was of the ruined water park. No one knew what to say.

"So you're telling me you don't know what the hell happened to the St. Louis Arch?" A figure stood in front of a circular table, his hands clasped firmly behind his back. Too firmly, Phil Coulson noted, as he contained a sigh and handed a folder to the woman on his right.

"Sir, according to these files, there were some witness accounts, however, they were dismissed seeing as they sustained some burns and other wounds." The woman, Maria Hill, spoke as she riffled through the papers, trying to find something sustainable.

"Did any of our agents find anything?"

"No sir," Coulson spoke up again, looking at a phone and swiping at it to check for new information. "They arrived a few hours ago, but they'll be able to pick something out."

"Hopefully soon." Nick Fury turned around and took the folder Hill offered him. "'Cause the council's hounding for answers and I ain't got nothing that makes sense."

Ares, the god of war was waiting for them in the diner parking lot.

"Well, well, well…" he said, looking at their wet hair mockingly. "You didn't get yourself killed."

"You knew it was a trap," Percy gritted out, his fists clenching.

Ares gave me a wicked grin. "Bet that crippled blacksmith was surprised when he netted a couple of stupid kids. Shame we couldn't see all of you on TV." Ares looked like he wanted to say something about that, but he blinked and gave the kids a full-blown smirk.

Percy dug his nails into in hand and held back a nasty word. He shoved the god's shield at him. "You're a jerk."

Annabeth and Grover caught their breath.

Ares grabbed the shield and spun it in the air like pizza dough. It changed form, melting into a bulletproof vest. He slung it across his back.

"See that truck over there?" He pointed to an eighteen-wheeler parked across the street from the diner. "That's your ride. Takes you straight to L.A., with one stop in Vegas."

The vehicle had a sign on the back, printed white on black. It said, 'KINDNESS INTERNATIONAL: HUMANE ZOO TRANSPORT. WARNING: LIVE WILD ANIMALS.' Percy, Annabeth and Grover looked horrified.

"You're kidding me," Percy began to say, before Annabeth clapped her hand over his mouth and looked at the war god nervously.

"Thank you, Lord Ares." She moved her hand to Percy's arm and made the other one tug at Grover.

"Blah-ha-ha! Yes, Lord Ares, we'll be going now!"

"Hold up, wait you punks." Ares crossed his arms and suddenly there was an uncomfortable tension. Despite the fact that he had shades covering his eyes, the three of them could see fire. And there was something more, something sinister that couldn't be from Ares, no matter how bloodthirsty he was.

"Now I know for sure those traps the crippled set up should have been able to make you stay in sight of the cameras. What did you brats do? There is no way you could have gotten out so quick…" Ares started walking towards the trio, his free hand reaching to grab at Percy. They all froze, not knowing whether to try and walk away or make up a lie.

A familiar pale hand slapped down on the muscled arm. It dug its nail in the skin for a moment before lifting the arm and throwing it into a building.

But there was no crash. In an instant, Ares had his gun—no, not a gun anymore but the wicked-looking sword and with a snarl, lunged at Loki.

"Who the hell are you?! This is the f—" A spear materialized in Loki's left hand and he let out a throaty growl before swinging it at Ares' head. The war god moved to block it, and slashed when the other god appeared behind him, in an attempt to gut him with a dagger.

"You're no mortal." Ares said, with a grin that made Grover tremble. Percy and Annabeth were still frozen, unable to do the smart thing an back away from the godly fight. But thankfully, Loki was prepared for everything.

"Children! You obviously have no preservation skills, move!" They blinked at the shimmering form of Loki, not realizing it was a clone.

"The driver is waiting down the street, hurry!" He snapped at them, and they eventually managed to tear their eyes from the rather exciting fight before scrambling down the road.

"Do you, do you think Lord Loki will be alright?" Grover bleated out as they rushed towards the black car. The driver nodded at them, looking grim as he unlocked the car. They scrambled in, and yanked the door shut. The driver looked at them briefly through his rearview mirror before nodding, as if making sure they're all there, and turning on the car. He pulled the car out of the street quickly and did a clean u-turn, before slamming him foot on the pedal.

"What about dad?" Percy asked, finally catching his breath and quenching his dry throat. The driver gave him a reassuring smile.

"Lord Loki said that after the 'deals with the idiot' he'll teleport himself to us. He is attuned to where you are, Master Jackson, and this car." Annabeth nodded, understanding what the driver meant.

"Where are we headed?" She asked, passing the bottle to Grover.

"Los Angeles." Loki's tired voice rang through the car, shocking everyone but the driver.

"Dad!" "Lord Loki!" were the simultaneous cries.

"Dad, are you alright?" Percy was worried. Yeah, his maybe-definitely-not-mom/dad was a god, but Ares looked pretty crazy, not to mention bloodthirsty. Probably a trait of all war gods. His dad, while a fighter, was probably the god of smart people or something that required brainpower.

"Yes. While he was a tough opponent, I was able to trick him and get away, not before letting loose the animals in that pathetic carriage he offered you three." Loki sniffed haughtily, nodding at his driver.

"Also, I have news Percy. About your mother." Percy's head shot up. His eyes searched at Loki's similarly colored ones.

"Ares told you?" His voice sounded small. Loki nodded, and gave him a kind smile.

"Yes, but it is good news. Your mother is alive, my son."

All the guilt, all of the worrying that he had done now floated away, disappeared like magic.

"But where is Ms. Jackson, Lord Loki?" Grover piped up. He was hopeful too, as he was Percy protector, and was in a way, Sally Jackson's.

"Apparently, she is being held as hostage in your Underworld."

"By Lord Hades." Annabeth's mouth was wide open. Percy frowned.

"But why?!" Loki pursed him lips.

"I cannot say. The war god didn't say much. However, we should reach the city quickly, although we'll have to make some visits in Las Vegas." Percy's eyebrows quirked.

"More of my brothers?" Loki grinned, the mischievous expression made him look years younger.

"It is the perfect place for a child of mine. Things you three are still young to hear." While Percy was confused, Grover buried his face in his hands while Annabeth gaped, her face flushing in embarrassment before quickly disappearing.

Thor snapped out of a daze as something tickled his mind. It was the feeling he would get when Loki pulled out his daggers. But Loki was dead and he couldn't figure out why he would be reminded of his favorite weapons.

"Nothing, no sign of him my prince." Heimdall rumbled, looking at Thor's crestfallen face.

"Many thanks Heimdall. I will take my leave." He quickly left, yet as he stared at the broken Bifrost, he wondered why he suddenly remembered such weapons.

Ending AN: Yes, yes, I know, it's short, but I wanted to save the real action for the next chapter, which I hope you can all guess what it is. Like always, I hope you enjoyed this chapter and any questions you guys have I'll hopefully have answered in the next chapter! Peace out!