When the trio got back, Peter was back in a black tee and some jeans, his domino mask hiding half his face. The cool thing about it was that it also distorted his voice. The tech in it made it so that anyone who heard the voice couldn't remember the exact tone, sound, or lilt, allowing anyone who heard it or record it to be unable to remember what he sounds like exactly. This allowed Spidey's voice to be unmatched to his civilian counter part.

When the trio entered the camp, they heard fighting and screaming. They looked at each other, Peter taking off to change by the tree, Tony standing guard while Percy ran full tilt towards the screaming.

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Dallie jumped in front of a sweeping head, drawing its attention from an oblivious Annabeth. The hydra batted the dog away with a scaly leg as she jumped for one of its necks. A yelp was heard as the black pup hit a tree.

Wanda whipped around and contained the head as it made a second pass at the now aware blonde woman. Not knowing what the red energy was, the head spewed flame, and in the process cauterizing the whole head. Wanda withdrew her magic, the charred head falling to the ground, the separated neck following soon after. Annabeth cursed, yelling at the red wearing young adult.

"You almost killed me! If I hadn't moved, the head could have crushed me. If it had been near anything else, it could have caused serious damage. Luckily I moved and you aren't around mortals- there would have been actual casualties."

A sudden yell was heard as a hell bent woman stormed forward. "Get the fuck off the field! Its time to show these immature children how you actually fight. If you do not exit the field within the next two seconds I will not hesitate to shoot you." Some kids hesitated, knowing that the Avengers had no weapons to fight myths and legends. A shot sounded out, some dirt chunks flying up near a som of Demeter. "Convinced yet? MOVE!"

The teens scattered.

And the Avengers then joined one another, organizing into a straight line. They surveyed the twenty headed hydra, three heads laying still upon the ground. The monstrous myth roared; the Avengers leapt into action without a word or look, not even through their link.

The "original" Avengers distracted the beast- Pietro played keep away- grabbing his family and moving them to safety. The "sidekicks" worked on decapitating and burning the hydra's heads and necks. To the teen demigods surprise, all of the Avengers had capable weapons.

When looking over at Percy, anyone could see her gaze continuously straying towards the still form of her dog.

While some scoffed, thinking that she wasn't a good fighter, and thus was a hamper to the team because of her ease towards becoming distracted. But those  kids were proven wrong as the team seamlessly covered her- no difficulties or anger because the woman's faults were shown.

At one point, Percy whipped around and grabbed Quicksilver from his run. A head snapped right where the young adult would have been if he had run a second longer. Suddenly an arrow pierced the eye of the beast, the head of the arrow detonated soon after, the hydra head shrieking as it pulled back. The speedster nodded at head at his two teammates before running off.

Once the last head fell, neck cauterized, all severed heads and the body burst into gold dust.

Percy quickly turned on her heel and ran towards her puppy. Quicksilver was sent off to get the first aid kit and to just grab a scarf from the camp store. The campers and Hunters stood stunned as the hardened Agent started crying, hands flitting towards her dog and back again, as if afraid to touch her.

It was soon enough that Quicksilver came back with the needed items, Vision stepping up to the plate. He used his knowledge from being created from the internet in order to care for the poor pup. Thor picked Dallie up gently in strong hands, moving her so that Vision could care for her.

Bones had to be reset, pain medication administered, bruise salve applied, and bandages wrapped. Bucky took the scarf and double knotted the ends at the back of her neck. The scarf was long so it was twisted and hooked around her neck like an infinity scarf for extra stability. Thor deposited the pup into the scarf, allowing her owner to coo at and pet her sleeping dog.

Next, the team checked on Wanda, who was still a bit shaken over the unfair scolding in the middle of a fight. At least it wasn't where it was crowded with people and collapsible buildings.

The group of heroes sat in a circle, people piling over one another, weaving arms, legs, and fingers together. Once done and settled, the heroes were all doing something- courtesy of Pietro grabbing some of their bags. A few heroes were drawing and reading while others listened as Natasha real aloud. Scott Lang was behind Percy, continuously unbraiding and braiding her hair is different ways- skills he learned via his daughter.

The Hunters, despite being being wary of the men- seeing as all had witnessed or experienced the abuse of a male- sat near the group. The girls knew bonding when they saw it; and any chance to strengthen their bond together as sisters. On the other hand, the campers were astounded with their closeness. While they somewhat got close to their half siblings, none of them knew how to fight as a whole. It was all for one. The Romans on the opposite side, did know how to fight together in their cohorts, but even in recent years, the cohorts couldn't exactly work flawlessly  together. The two camps definitely couldn't claim being so close together like the Avengers were.

Thor's booming voice echoed out. "Cheers to our apparent 'sidekicks' for defeating the hydra. We are truly equals on all fronts- not just on the battlefield. And thus we can truly bond for there is no hierarchy. Cheers to our mascot Dallie who defended the oblivious even at her own risk." A little black nose peeped out from the folds of the green scarf. It wiggled, the wet nose catching the light before the tired pup burrowed into the stomach of her little one.

Tony's STARK PAD beeped suddenly, Tony bringing the piece of glass into his lap as colors flooded his screen. The man nodded at Wanda, the girl sending a single pulse of red energy out through her hands. Every camper, Hunter, satyr, along with Mr. D and Chiron looked over at the movement and sound. The red energy could be seen racing from her fingers, dancing across their skin, jumping from one Avenger to another via the teams physical contact.

What the observers didn't know was that Wanda was opening their bond wider from its relaxed state. Tony smiled briefly and put in a bluetooth earpiece, knowing that what he heard would be transmitted.

Coulson and Fury were on the other line, debriefing the Avengers and asking for updates. A few moments passed with Tony providing simple answers before he placed his hand over his STARK PAD before swiping upwards into the air. Suddenly there's was a 3D blue hologram of New York projected into the air. Tony took his hand, and inserted it into the bottom of the hologram, his fingers starting out together before stretching out, the hologram zooming in on a park about half an hour away from where they were. A red X was drawn, by Coulson on the other side of the call on his own hologram.

A few more muttered words were said before Tony zoomed into a secluded valley surrounded by mountains in Vermont, Coulson yet again drawing an X, this time in a grey color.

During Tony's talk, Annabeth gathered the nerve to apologize. But suddenly she heard a little voice by her left ear.

"I wouldn't do that." The voice singsonged.

"Who are you?" Annabeth muttered, not wanting to make a fool of herself.

"Well, I'm nobody," Annabeth froze at the utterance of that name, but now the voice was at her other ear as it spoke again. "Just your conscious. We honestly don't talk much since you tossed me out the window."

Annabeth growled, but the voice cut her off, its masculine tone hard to pinpoint. "Honestly. Stay away from them. There's are three- no four- who could and are willing to hurt you should you come close. There's are two who would delight in your death. So back off."

The blond huffed, storming off, not noticing how AntMan quickly sat back down behind the person she wanted to talk to.

In the meantime, across their bond, the Avengers were talking about the people that they needed to see. Thor timidly brought up his brother, whom he had talked with. The team, even though cautious and fighting against the very thought of working together, they knew that Thanos did control him. Yet from Thor's stories, he was still a character.

Percy then put her cards out. "We can hook him into my mind, no direct access into yours. You can hide things from people when linked, but lying is a no go since they are all so easy to spot. We can even have some runes on him to be able to reel him in. We can all have the word that can trigger it, but only one of us can have the trigger word that will release him- which means that none of us can know who holds it."

A moment of silence was allowed before assent was echoed across the bond. Thor nodded before getting up and grabbing his hammer before calling Heimdall.

Upon seeing the burn mark, a satyr took out their pan pipes , playing a tune to regrow the grass. A few hours passed, the twilight fighting to take over the sky as stars faded into existence, before Thor came back. The Avengers had all retreated into their tent approximately forty seven minutes ago, but upon hearing the Bifrost and the same tune used earlier to grow the grass, the team, along with any awake teens, streamed outside.

People were greeted with the sight of a standing Thor along with a black haired man with Thor's hammer on one of his feet, anchoring him down. Thor shared the trigger word with the team over the bond, the Norse word for constrict having already been uttered by the spell caster in Asgard, as evidenced by the moving golden runes that rotated around Loki's wrists.

Then Thor brought out thin slips of gold paper, all but one blank. The single one with the release word on it was written on with golden calligraphy. Before anyone took anything, Wanda closed their link- seeing as surface thoughts could be seen. Each teammate took one, the group looking at their paper as one, the paper bursting into flame before anyone else could see anything. Once done, the team took a few calming deep breaths, hiding their knowledge of the word from the others, just as Percy and Wanda instructed them before the bond went back up.

Once Percy stepped from the group, handing Dallie off to Sam, and into Loki's eyeline, said god's eyes widened, hands flying to cover his mouth in shock. Percy explained quickly over the team bond.

It was after the Chitauri invasion, she had been shot with their guns in the small of her back, sending her into a major relapse. Coulson had instructed her to get some fresh air. They had trackers on her and an emergency button that she could trigger if need be. Percy, seeing as she still couldn't walk more than a dozen steps without blacking out or experiencing excruciating pain that left her paralyzed, was traveling in a wheelchair.

She moved around in Central Park when she saw an odd man. This man she would come to be friends with was Loki. In between the refreshing of his magic restricting runes he was put under after attacking Earth, Loki was somehow able to send out a doppelgänger of some sort out, unknowing of where it would land. The actual Loki was connected to it, able to watch and converse and sense and interact, which saved him from insanity while in his isolation.

It had been months since they saw each other. The pair usually met to talk about once or twice a month. Luckily the team took no offense to her hiding this. They saw how much the pair helped each other during their hard times.

Percy ran and launched herself into Loki's waiting arms, her own arms and legs wrapping around the god. As Loki connected their minds, he wrapped one arm around his best friend's and pseudo sister's waist while the the other tangled into her hair. He only looked over the memories that Percy gave him as an explanation of why she was gone for roughly seven months. His arms tightened as he saw the capture and brutality, wincing as he witnessed the sewing of her mouth.

Percy let go, standing on her own before Loki connected their foreheads together, having to bend down a bit to get to Percy's level. The team felt sibling love spill over from Percy, the team knowing that Loki wouldn't do anything, especially with Percy there.