Natasha looked at the two files.
"Sir, with all due respect, I don't think this is a good idea. We shouldn't tell him," the Russian woman spoke.
"I also don't think we should tell him. But I guess we have to." said Director Fury, looking at the two files on the table.
In large letters, the first said 'Sophie Maria Stark' and the second 'Emily Hannah Stark.'

_Meanwhile at Camp Half-blood-_

"Sophie, wait!", I shouted. But Sophie kept running, ignoring me. "Sophie-," I would be interrupted. "What do you want? Didn't I tell you not to talk to me in public, Emily?" my sister hissed. "I'm sorry, but can I-", I started. "Whatever you want, no! Now go to your little Hades friend and make sure he gets together with the Apollo boy. The two of them are too stupid, everyone sees that they like each other. But neither of them is intelligent enough to confess their love to the other," Sophie snorted and left. Sighing, I went on my way. I just wanted to ask her to give me a scrunchie. But apparently that's too much. A thing has that it however right. The Hades boy, Nico, my best and only friend, had fallen in love with a son of Apollo and the son of Apollo with him. Only both didn't speak a word to each other since Nico was released from the infarmary. They just stared into each other's eyes for hours. Nico from the Hades table and the Apollo boy from the Apollo table. (And that at Dinner! Disgusting).

Okay, the second Titan War is just a few weeks over, but come on. These two obviously really liked each other. And to see that, I don't have to be like my sister, a child of Aphrodite. The children of Aphrodite had a flair, for such things. Love, fashion, French and make up were their thing. Most of the children of Aphrodite were also excellent fashion designers, models, actors and gossip journalists. Whereas with the latter, dyslexia made life difficult for many. With love, fashion and that stuff I had hardly something to do. We only had the same father and different mothers. Both goddesses, but completely different goddesses. Our mothers had so nothing to do with each other.

"What's up, night girl?" a voice snapped me out of my thoughts. Nico, the only person who would dare to speak to me.
"Not much, and with you ghost king?", I asked. As we both stood here like this, I noticed how most campers made a bow, around me.

Unlike Nico, who had convinced himself that he was not welcome here, I was really not very welcome here. That was mostly because of my mom.
"Nothing either, but uhm, there's this swim competition at the lake today and-" Nico Di Angelo paused, mid-sentence.
And I grinned, "You want to go there because the Apollo Cabin is there in case someone gets hurt and you're hoping to see your Apollo boy upper body free?"
Nico blushed, "No, so-"
"Come on let's go," I smiled at him, totally caught.

_-Back to the Avengers Tower-_

Captain America, Dr. Bruce Banner, Hawkeye, the infamous Black Widow and billionaire Tony Stark, sat in a meeting room waiting for Nick Fury. When the one-eyed man stepped into the room, Tony saw several files in his hand. On one he recognized the last name 'Stark'. Several questions popped into his head.
Why was his last name there?
Was it about him?
Had Fury caught on to his little prank when he hacked SHIELD, streaming thousands of cat videos on the screens in the Helicarrier?
Okay, how could he have missed that?
And why, were they paper files? And not digital ones?

As Fury sat down and spread the files out on the table, and Tony could now read it all, he blanched.
"No, it can't be!"