When Clint woke up he had a massive headache.

He sat up and looked around, blinking as his eyes adjusted.

He was sitting under a tree, in comfortable jeans and purple t-shirt that read SPQR in gold letters.

He jumped when he noticed a little kid standing over him.

"Hey. Mister? You okay?"

"Uh. Yeah. Hey where am I?"

"If you want to find out you have to play the game." The seven year old said, laughing.

"What game?"

"Bullseye! You can use that right?"
Clint suddenly noticed that his bow was in his hands, the little boy had one strapped to his back.
Did he always have those? He must have.

"Come on, mister! Let's play." The child ran off towards an archery range.

How had Clint missed that? He's usually better than this.
But his worries were washed away as he stood and followed the child.

"Okay kid so how do we play?"

"Every time one of us hits a bullseye the other has to answer a question. You miss and the other asks a question. Kay?" He smiled hugely, a gap in his teeth.

"Alright, kid your on."

Chiron grinned, sitting in his wheelchair in the Hypnos cabin  at Camp Half Blood. "Well done Clovis."

"You'll leave me alone for this right?"
"For a time."

The son of Hypnos sighed, and closed his eyes, his fingers on the unconscious legacy's temple, who was stretched out on a bunk. "Kid got a point. Ask."

"What is your name?"

"Hawkeye." The mortal said, lost in the magic induced dream.

Chiron's eye twitched.

"Where are we, kid?"

"At camp, silly! My turn!" Chiron said, playing his role of small, carefree child well. "Whats your real name?"

"Clint. Clint Barton."
Clint seemed to tense up but Clovis smoothed out his emotions.

They went back and forth until Chiron had enough info for now.
"Put him under." He said. "I need to speak with Perseus."

He left to find a rainbow.

Meanwhile in Hades Palace, deep in the heart of the Underworld.

"This is a strange one." Hades said, examining the chained monster.

Skeletons had carried him in, lead by Nico, his lieutenant for 40 years now. Nico had told him of the two souls residing within Bruce Banner's body.

"Ive never seen anything like this before." Hades admitted. "Its obviously the soul of a mortal and the soul of a monster but how did they merge?"

Nico cleared his throat. "Perhaps asking what the mortal thinks happened may clear some things up for us."

"Sounds good." Hades sat on his throne. "You do the talking. Your the lietenant." He snapped his fingers and Bruce woke with a start.

"Where am I?"

"Hell."

Meanwhile. On the Highway. Middle of nowhere USA.

Sally was singing, her voice still beautiful dispite her nearing her nineties.

Unfortunately the song was in Greek, something she had become fluent in thanks to her first love, son and husband, so the agents driving her away had nothing.

"What language is that?"

"I got nothing."

"Oh, thank goodness. He's here."

"That was english." An agent said. "You sound great, by the way."

"LOOK OUT!"

The driver slammed on the brakes as a teenaged boy appeared in the middle of the road.

"I thought this would bring you out." Fury said as over a dozen agents swarmed from the government caravan,  drawing guns from their belts. "Didnt think it would be so fast though. Did you have eyes on the apartment?"

Perseus surveyed the scene, looking for everything that could be of use before answering. "Humans, like you, should learn when to quit and not anger those who can decimate you."

Perseus knew that his mom could hear and perhaps it scared her. But he was reliant on Athena's long term plan.

"High and Mighty. Act like the gods we are. But don't say what we are or refer to mortals as mortals. Call them humans. They will believe us to be another race like the Asgardians."

Percy grinned. "Hand over Sally Jackson or face the consequences."

"Your under arrest. Put your hands in the air slowly and get down on your knees." Someone yelled.

"Let go of me!" Sally screamed in pain as she was pulled roughly from the car.

"Sally Jackson!" Percy boomed.

Everyone froze at the power in his voice.

"You have been invited to join the guardians. Should you accept, we will be able to aid you."

Sally looked at her son and saw the pleading in her eyes, knowing she would never be able to turn back her word.

But she would be with her son, and Posideon would undoubtedly come to see Percy.

But she wouldn't be able to live a normal life anymore.

You had a child with a god who is now a god himself. Your life has never been normal.

"Yes."

Percy breathed a sigh of relief before grinning wolfishly. "Protect you sister!"

Over a dozen archers appeared in the trees lining the highway, swordsman appearing from the shadows.

A brown haired girl girl dressed in the same sea green battle fatigues as the rest of the guardians hefted her electrified spear above her head. "For Perseus!" She yelled.

"For the Guardians!" the rest yelled.

Fury looked around but they were completely surrounded. "Bring in Falcon." He said into his earpiece.

"Sora! Skye! Take to the air!" Clarisse yelled as a figure approched from the sky.

Two demigods with black hair and eyes like Thalia burst from the trees, slamming into the Falcon.

"Haven't you heard of Icarus?" Sora asked, pushing his bangs from his face.

"He had wings too." Skye said, pushing Sam Wilson away from her.

"But they melted." Sora said.

"And he fell." They said together, as Sam slammed into the ground.

They landed next to Clarisse and smiled, high fiving each other.

"Give us Sally Jackson or we open fire."

Fury gritted his teeth and waved his hand.

Sally stumbled forward and almost fell, but Percy was somehow beside her instantly, helping her to her feet.

She swayed and Percy swung her up bridal style.

The agents moved out of the way, gritting their teeth, but orders are orders.

Percy reached the edge of the woods, and looked over his shoulder. "Well. What are you waiting for?! Blue cookies tonight!"

The guardians swarmed over to their leader, 40 strong and vanished into the forest.

"Sir. We got hits on most of the teens. Most have current addresses. What do we do?"

Fury smiled. "Keep pushing. An organization like that needs resources. Find what links them."

"Sir. Hawkeye's beacon has been activated. He's in New York near long island sound."

"Lets go."

"Sir. The tracker we put in Mrs. Blofis's shirt is moving at 20 clicks due north east."

"Dispatch a squad to follow in the air. See to Sam Wilson and send him after them. Stay aways back."

"Sir!"

"I will find you, Perseus Jackson. And I will end you."