Hi everyone!

This is my first Hulk/OC story, so sorry if anything's wrong or a little OOC. This is set in an alternate universe to the Eden stories. Speaking of, don;t think by posting this I've forgotten Loki and Eden's ordeals! I am just posting this while I work on that so my followers don't get to impatient with me. Read, review, enjoy!

Fronk x

Disclaimer: Any characters from Percy Jackson or The Avengers belong to Rick Riordan and Marvel respectively. I own Helena and the plot.

"And that's final," Lord Zeus said to me.

We had been arguing for the past twenty minutes about this. He wanted me to be the go-between for S.H.I.E.L.D and the Olympian council. Why me? I was the outcast, the cursed daughter of Hephaestus. Who would want me to join them?

Why am I cursed I hear you ask? Much like my brother, Leo, I can manipulate fire. I, however, have a few thousand year old phoenix spirit living inside of me. We have an understanding, don't get me wrong, but I really don't appreciate the constant internal monologue. Like now, for instance.

'You should just accept we're going', she said. 'Stop whining and just get on with the packing.'

If I could strangle her, I totally would have done by now.

"But why me?" I pressed the Lord of Sky. At his irritated look, I amended: "I'll go, but why me?"

"We did ask Percy, but Annabeth Chase refused for him," Zeus answered. "Jason is still recovering from his amnesia, so we decided to leave him alone. We were loathed to ask Hades' spawn, but he also refused us. Basically, you were the only person left that we trust to undertake this task. Coincidentally, this is also why I am not letting you refuse us."

"You trust me?" I asked, shocked. "You were the one that outcast me for burning down a small village in New England. And you're going to trust me with New York City?"

Surly that was more important to them?

"You are one of the few powerful enough to undergo this trial. Also, the Norse gods may drop in occasionally, so we needed someone who wasn't too close to us to go as not to cause friction between our two peoples." Before I could say any more, he pressed on. "You have one hour to pack you things before someone comes and takes you the Stark Tower. Go."

With a wave of his hand I was transported to my apartment in downtown Chicago. Sighing, I set to work finding a bag and packing. I shoved a few shirts and pairs of jeans in there (and underwear, obviously) before setting to work on packing toiletries and a few more personal items. My iPad was one of the first things in there, along with various notebooks with my projects in. I was currently working on finding my first real job, post-doctorate. Yeah, I had a doctorate: Dr Helena Black, that's me. I had my qualifications in engineering – no surprises there, given my heritage.

I quickly got changed, too. I'd been taken to Olympus after a life or death battle with a Chimera, so I looked less than presentable. After a brief shower, I changed into my favourite pair of Levi jeans and a black button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows over a grey tank top. I wrapped my long chocolate brown hair up in a loose bun before slipping on my black Converse high tops and fixed myself a sandwich. According to my watch my ride would be here in twenty minutes.

Twenty minutes exactly passed before there was a knock on my door. I opened it to reveal a woman with short red curly hair and a stern expression.

"Dr Black?" she asked, her tone clipped.

"You're my ride?" I asked.

She nodded. "I am Natasha Romanoff, an agent for S.H.I.E.L.D. I have been assigned by Director Fury to bring you to Stark Tower. The other Avengers are currently being told of your addition to the team, along with a debriefing as to your heritage and abilities. I'll be more than happy to reciprocate this on the journey to New York. If you'll follow me?"

I grabbed my travel bag and slung my hand bag over my shoulder before following her towards a black SUV. Let's hope this trip to New York is better than the other ones I'd had.