[A/N] I honestly have no idea how I'm going to get Percy out of this *scratches back of head* he's a main character to I can't kill him.... Hmm.... Well then, I guess I'm just gonna have to see what I'm gonna do :3

Chapter ~12~ Percy's POV~

I laid in bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

I had the blankets and sheets pulled off of me, because I felt way to warm to be under covers, and the fact that I was still sweating wasn't helping. I also felt a strong pain in my stomach the seemed to worsen whenever I moved. I also couldn't seem to keep any liquids or foods down, well, not for long at least. Over all, I felt awful. Not to mention whenever I fell asleep, I got tormented with awful nightmares of Annabeth getting tortured.

I knew that this wasn't a regular sickness that I had, it was far worse then any fever or cold I've ever had in my whole life. My mind kept wandering to when I was on the Hellicarrier. I figured if they did anything to me, they would've done it while I was unconscious. Why else would I feel this way?

But why would Nick Fury want me poisoned? He was the one who asked me to join the Avengers after all. None of this seemed right. I was just so confused... I needed answers. A.S.A.P.

I made up my mind and sat up in my bed, slowly and painfully. I grimaced as I flung my feet over the side of the bed and stood up. But as soon as I was on my feet, I felt a insane dizziness as the world spun and I felt nauseous. I quickly lurched towards the bathroom and hurriedly opened the toilet lid, emptying out the remains of what I had left in my stomach. (which wasn't much)

I sat there for a while, kneeled over the toilet. Still feeling dizzy and nauseous. I figured maybe moving wasn't the BEST idea at the moment. In fact, I wasn't sure I would make it back to the bed. I looked out the bathroom door, at the nice and inviting bed. I frowned at my incredibly daunting task. This wasn't going to be a piece of cake. I might up chuck my organs or something important on the super long five or so foot trip to the bed.

You never know.

I slowly stood, using the walls and counter as semi-support, and slowly made my way back to the bed. Once I finished my daunting journey, and got into bed I closed my eyes for just a second, and fell asleep, my tiredness finally overtaking me.

And thank the gods I had no nightmares.

<•STARK TOWERS, LAB, 3RD PERSON POV•>

"Ugh!! Sh-"

"Language!" Steve warned Bruce as he worked with the blood sample, trying to identify the poison.

"Who even cares?" Tony said from the other side of the table Bruce was working at. Steve raised his hand. "whatever..."

"Hows it coming along boys?" Natasha asked as she walked into the room.

"Not to good..." Bruce said. "I've never seem anything like this poison. It may not even be farmliar to earth even!"

"So are you saying... Percy's gonna die?" Steve asked.

"No he's not. " Tony assured. "There has to be some sort of antidote. There always is. "

"I checked on him a second ago. He's asleep, but his temp is extremely high. " Natasha frowned. "What are we going to do?"

"well, fist things first, " Bruce said, not looking up from his work. "We have to find out when he got poisoned, and why poison it is. For all we know, he may not have much time left. We have to check the symptoms. Maybe we can figure out what type of poison this is, I just hope it something curable, Tony, Steve and Natasha, could you go and check in him? See what his symptoms are? Maybe we could get a better idea of what where dealing with. "

They nodded, and exited the room leaving Bruce to work. The short elevator ride and walk to Percy's room was silent. They opened the bedroom door and saw Percy laying in his bed, sheets and blankets throw off the bed, his eyebrows knit and a thick layer of sweat rolling off his face, and he panted heavily, tossing and turning every once a and a while. The trio walked over to his bed and all shared looks. Steve sighed and went up to Percy, gently shaking his shoulder.

"Percy, wake up. " Steve said. Percy's eyes snapped open and for a second he looked ready to pounce. His eyes where blood shot, and had dark rings underneath them. Percy relaxed a bit when he saw the familiar and friendly faces.

"Hey guys. " Percy said hoarsely.

"Bruce told us to check up on you and see how your doing. " Natasha said. "how are you feeling?"

"I've been better, that's for sure...." Percy grimaced.

"you've defiantly looked much better. " Tony joked a bit, which caused Percy to laugh, but then have a violent coughing fit that wracked his whole body. He put his hand up to his mouth and cleared his throat, but when he withdrew his hand it had a crimson liquid on it. Blood. Everyone's eyes widened at the blood.

"This isn't cool. " Percy grimaced, staring at his blood covered hand.

"We should take you down to the lab, so Bruce can see you for himself. " Natasha said frowning. Percy gazed at the door. It was a long ways away. Well, for him it was.

"well? What are we waiting for? Let's get this show on the road!" Percy spoke after a minutes silence.

<•STARK TOWERS, PERCY'S ROOM, PERCY'S POV•>

I slowly and cautiously sat up in the bed. Almost immediately I felt a strong wave of nausea was over me as I struggled to keep what ever I had in my stomach down.

Steve and Tony quickly went to both of my sides, putting arms around my shoulders and helping me support my weight. I had felt like I had only just fallen asleep when they came in and woke me, so I was still thoroughly tired. Well, I was still a bit grateful that they awoke me from my nightmare, at first I didn't have a dream and it was just a peaceful blackness, but then I had another nightmare. Of course.

Steve an Tony helped me down the hallway, that wasn't so long just a day ago, but now it seemed like it was miles long, and had no end. I felt the strong pain in my stomach again, and my knees buckled from underneath me. Luckily, Steve and Tony kept me upright.

After what seemed like ages to me, ( it was actually less then five minutes ) we reached the elevator and took our trip down to the Lab, where Steve and Tony carefully set me down on a bed that was down there. Natasha went and talked to Bruce, though I wasn't sure what she was saying. But from the frowns on there faces it probably wasn't to good.

I spotted a cup of water on a night stand next to me and licked my lips. Water! I love water. I reached over and grabbed the cup, greedily downing it and semi-satisfying my parched throat. I sighed sadly once the cup was drained and put it back. I felt the smallest bit better, like maybe I can last a few more minute before I threw up.

I knew I needed more then just regular mortal medicine. I would need ambrosia and necter. And I was pretty sure that none of them had any. But I couldn't tell them where camp was... How was I supposed to even be able to IM anybody at camp with all the stupid security cameras? And plus- would I even have enough energy to be able to make some mist with a cup of water? Or was I to drained and sick to do anything?

I groaned in frustration. If I told them where Camp was, they'd probably tell Fury. And I obviously couldn't tell him. If he wanted to know where Camp was, it was my job not to tell him anything. I would never rat out my friends. EVER.

I guess it was probably my fatal flaw. But hey, it's not a 'Fatal' flaw unless its fatal. I would probably die rather then betray my vary friends. So what makes Mister Fury think I'll tell?

But first things first,

1. Find out who captured Annabeth, Mom and Paul.

2. Find out who poisoned me and wants me dead. Whoever did the first one is probably the answer to this one though.

3. Beat the Hades out of Nick Fury.

I put down in a mental To Do list. Hey, this shouldn't be to hard. Well, I'm probably wrong but oh well. I turned and stared at the empty glass cup again, wishing it was magically filled with water again. But it sadly wasnt. Bummer. I frowned at the glass and sighed.

I closed my eyes hoping to fall into a dreamless sleep.

The only words going through my mind where 'don't worry Annabeth, I'm coming for you. '

[A/N] X3 it's funny 'cause I STILL have no idea for who the villain can be o-o eyup. So how did you enjoy dis chapter? Hope you liked it!!!

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