"The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched - they must be felt with the heart."- Helen Keller

(Eleven Years Later)

Things weren't looking so great for the Barnes family. Why you may ask? Because their father, George, had died recently in an accident at Camp Lehigh. With Winnifred, their mother, having died years earlier, they were alone in the world.

Overall, life wasn't all that nice. Percy and her brother, Bucky, were out on the streets, though Bucky still is able to get occasional training at Camp Lehigh.

Percy and Bucky were just leaving the corner shop(Mr. and Mrs Martin would often give us bread when we came by) when they heard a commotion in the Alley next to it. When they looked to it, they saw three boys, obviously already teenagers, beating up a kid who looked to be at least a year younger than themselves. And he was taking the hits like a champ.

Percy looked at Bucky and he looked back, shaking his head, knowing exactly what was going on in her head. Percy, of course, didn't listen to the silent plead to do nothing. She never was one to let others be picked on.

She snuck around the teens and got as close to them as she could. The boy saw her and looked confused, but not for long as he continued taking the hits. When Percy was right next to the teens, she brought her fingers to her mouth. The boy quickly caught on and covered his ears, as did Bucky, still at the mouth of the alley. And she whistled her loudest taxi whistle.

The teens screamed and brought their hands up to their ears, stopping their attack on the boy. In the confusion, Percy grabbed hold of the boy's arm and started to drag him away. He quickly found his footing, though he lost it several times.

Together, Percy, Bucky and the boy ran, though the boy started wheezing quite a lot very quickly. Bucky just picked him up and placed him on his back when the boy stumbled again, though it seemed he was a bit surprised by the weight of him. They stopped in the alley of the near by cinema to catch their breath, Bucky putting the boy down. The boy took quite a bit longer to stop wheezing though, even if he was carried most of the way.

"Thanks." He said when he had finally caught enough of his breath to speak. Percy could see the beginnings of a nasty black eye and his lip was slit and bleeding slightly.

"Well I couldn't just see what was happening and then leave you to them now could I." Percy responded smiling. "I'm Perseus, but you can call me Percy. That's James, my twin brother, but he likes Bucky better." She said pointing to Bucky when introducing him.

"I'm Steven."

Percy rolled her eyes and huffed. "Steve it is then!"

"Percy, that's rude!" Bucky started to scold slightly.

"No, I don't mind. If that's what you want to call me, then I'm Steve. Besides, I think I remember you two a bit."

Then it clicked for Bucky. Percy, as usual, was a bit behind.

"Your mom's name is Sarah right?"

Steve nodded.

"Well, Steve, we should get you home so that you could get your injuries treated." Bucky told him.

"Yeah," Steve nodded before it seemed as though he remembered something. "Do you two need anything. Momma taught me that when someone helps you, you help them back."

"Do you have a place that we could stay?" Percy asked before Bucky could stop her. Bucky seemed about to apologise for Percy's question before Steve spoke up.

"I'm sure you could stay with us if momma lets you. It shouldn't cause to much trouble."

And, following Steve, they all went to the small apartment that Steve and his mother Sarah called home. They would all have tough times in the future.