Piper's POV

Last night, Frank knocked on the door and poked his head in. It was kind of cute, he looked so nervous, like he was committing a horrible crime.

He had come for Annabeth and she bade us goodbye and left for the night. She made her way back around 6:00am and we talked for a while, before being summoned for breakfast.

Annabeth, Hazel, and I walked down to the Avenger's floor, meeting up with the boys on he way. Percy was back to his usual self, so I guess he got a good night's sleep.

We filed into the dining area and took a seat. The Avengers were already sitting there waiting for us.

Tony started talking while studying his nails. "So, my father's name was Stark and my mother's name was Jackson. I took my father's name and my baby sister Sally took my mother's name. I just found out yesterday that she had a son awhile back and that I shot and kidnapped him. So that's cool."

My mouth dropped open. Tony Stark was Percy's uncle! The rest of us processed this information and we all simultaneously looked at Percy to gauge his reaction.

He's a little slow. He just stared at Tony blankly. I rolled my eyes. He narrowed his eyes and tilted his head to the side a little bit.

"Wait a second. You're my UNCLE!"

Tony laughed. "Yeah kid."

Percy laughed as well. Uh oh. That was his sarcastic laugh. This can't be good. Percy stood up and chucked his plate at Tony's head. No one tried to stop him. Tony barely dodged and looked at Percy like he had no idea what the sudden outburst was about. Was he really that dense?

"Dude, what was that about?"

Percy glared at him and gave Annabeth a look. "He's officially not talking to you." Annabeth answered for him.

Tony puffed out his cheeks. "Okay then. Anyway, Sally paid me a visit yesterday, demanding she see you and whoever else we took. I said no and she left. She didn't seem that worried about you, like you could handle yourself, which honestly makes me even more worried."

"So long story short," Clint summed up, "you guys are weird. Tell us about yourself. About your skills. You put up quite the impressive chase."

We all looked at Annabeth and she shook her head slightly, barely detectable if you weren't paying attention. We are not going to tell them about our parentage or our powers quite yet.

"We go to a summer camp and we are trained in many different combat skills. It's super fun." Percy said, looking at Steve.

Steve leaned forward in his elbows. "So what kind of combat skills?"

Percy started his spiel, "Well I'm pretty good will a sword, Annabeth's amazing will a dagger and hand to hand combat, such as judo. Piper is good with a dagger as well. She's also trained in diplomacy. Jason likes the sword and lance. Hazel likes the cavalry sword and Frank specializes in archery. Leo here is good with his hands."

Steve nodded. "Well why don't we tell you a little about ourselves. You've probably heard of the Avengers."

"So you're not just a bunch of adults in ridiculous costumes." Percy said. 

"You've never heard of us?" Tony asked. Percy shook his head and looked away.

Steve came forward with his spiel. "I'm Captain America, or Steve Rogers. I'm a super soldier from the '30s. This is Tony Stark, or Ironman. He's just a rich guy in a suit. Black Widow aka Natasha Romanoff. She's a trained assassin. Clint Barton is Hawkeye. He's also a trained assassin, and he fights with a bow and arrow. Wanda Maximoff is Scarlet Witch. She's got telepathy and telekinesis and stuff. Bruce Banner is the Hulk. When he's mad, he goes green and it's not pretty. Sam Wilson is the Falcon. He's got really cool metal wings. And Thor is usually here, but he left for Asgard when we mentioned you guys. He's the Norse god of Thunder."

Leo whistled. I slapped him. One of these days I'm gonna break my hand, I've been slapping him so much.

We sat talking for a little while longer, enjoying Steve's wonderful pancakes, when Jarvis announced a threat.

"Sir, there is a strange bull man causing damage in Central Park."

Percy sighed and got up. "Old beefhead's back again, huh. Be back in a couple minutes."

"You sure you got this one? We should send the Avengers." Steve said.

"No need." Percy said, "I've got this one." He left and I looked at Annabeth. "Old Beefhead?"

She whispered and we all leaned in, "The Minotaur. Percy's killed him twice already. I wouldn't worry about it."

My jaw dropped once more. "The Minotaur? Like, the one from the Labyrinth?"

"Yeah. The first time he killed it was when he was twelve, and still had no idea what was going on. He ripped off its horn and stabbed him with it."

"So that's the horn in his cabin." Jason said. "Yeah." Annabeth said, "The second time was in the Titan War. He killed it in like, two minutes."

The Avengers were giving us weird looks, but I don't think they heard our conversation.

Soon enough, Percy walked back in the door unscathed and smiling. He retook his seat and continued eating while everyone just stared at him in awe.

"What?" He asked as he looked up from his pancake. We all tried to look like we weren't just staring at him, but I don't think he bought it.

"Okay we need to do some medical tests, kind of like a physical. We're also going to need to take some blood tests so we will get going after breakfast." Bruce explained.

Percy was called in first, which wasn't surprising. I wonder what they're going to think of our blood type. Our DNA is only half human.

I sat on the couch with Hazel and she looked like she was about to burst. "What?" I asked.

"I remember hearing about Captain America! Like, when I was a kid!" I smiled. Sometimes I forget that Hazel's from the '30s.

Percy came back and next was Jason and so on and so forth.

Then it was my turn. I walked into the room and Dr. Banner and Natasha were waiting for me. I was told to sit on the chair and they did some tests, and then took blood. I didn't even flinch.

The said I could go and send Hazel in. She was little nervous about the blood part, but I told her it wasn't that bad.

After Hazel was done, we went to the training room. Percy tried to get permission to go into the city, but apparently we're still prisoners.

Annabeth Iris Messaged Chiron to tell him we were fine for now and not to worry. We waited to be called back down to the Avengers floor to discuss our godly DNA.

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Bruce's POV

I inserted all seven vials of blood into the machine and did the scan at least seven times now, but it keeps coming up inconclusive. It should never be malfunctioning like this.

After the eighth try, the scans finally came up. I put on my glasses and studied them closely. They don't look quite right. I pulled up a different one so I could compare them and they both looked similar. Then I pulled up a scan of a random person's DNA and they looked different.

I got a crazy idea and pulled up a scan of Thor's DNA. To my astonishment, they looked almost exactly the same. Thor's a demigod, and his DNA matches the seven teenagers we have in custody.

I started to think. Earlier, the demigods said they were trained in different types of combat. They all had weird weapons that weren't very modern.

Jarvis had warned us about a bull man in Central Park. Annabeth called it the Minotaur, as in the one from Greek Mythology.

Percy has healed nicely from his injuries. A little too nicely for such a short period of time. A summer camp, Percy having a Greek complexion. It's all starting to make sense.

I connected the dots and they did not make a pretty picture. Oh my god. Or should I say gods.

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Oh no! Bruce figured it out! What's going to happen now? We're all gonna die! I hope you enjoyed this chapter and remember to vote and comment. See ya later demigods:)