[A/N] sorry for the late update D: life has been hectic.. Anywho, I wanna apologize in advance for whats gonna happen. Dont worry. I hate it to. The Wattpad app is still being a retard so I can't access comments D: oh!! An mega thanks to my Beta @niajanee !!! She's awesome :D anywho CHAPTA TIME!!!!

Chapter ~27~ Percy's POV~

I sprinted the Stark Towers.

To say I was worried, was an understatement. Anything could have happened. Anything. And it would be my fault. No. I couldn't let anything happen. I couldn't.

My heart pounded loudly in my chest, I felt like it was going to explode. I burst through the double doors at the bottom of the tower and ran to the elevator. The lady at the desk kept calling out to me, but it was to late because the doors closes behind me as I nearly punched the correct button in the elevator.

I anxiously waited. Jittering like crazy. Dam ADHD.

The elevator doors opened and I slipped out as soon as there was enough space. I looked around the kitchen and the living room. No one was here. I saw the great big window, that was in the living room was shattered. I stepped closer for a better sight. Blood. The floor was covered in glass shards and blood, staining the carpet.

There was a fight. And a nasty one at that. I saw bullet shells littering the floor, and then, off to my right, an all to familiar item. Cap's shield. I went over and knelt by it. Blood also running off it, a deep crimson color I had seen far to much in my short 18 years of life.

Blood. Wait... If there was a fight and someone was injured they would have brought them to the infirmary. Of course. How could I have not seen tht earlier? I ran back towards the elevator and punched the button, and it sent me to the floor that had the infirmary.

I ran out of the elevator, and went straight to the infirmary. I was shocked at what I saw. I saw Bruce, Clint and Natasha surrounding a bed. I had no idea where Annabeth Tony and Thor where though.

But Steve... Laying on the bed was Steve, a gaping hole in his chest, Bruce worked furiously to stop the immense bleeding but to no avail. My heart nearly stopped. Steve's face was an ashen color, and I didn't need Nico here to tell me they where to late and their efforts where in vain.

I stepped towards the table and no one seemed to notice me. All eyes where on the great captain America. The first Avenger, laying on his death bed.

"Steve..." I heard myself say.

"I-I'll see... P-Peggy..." he said weakly, his eyes wistful.

I saw the faintest smile cross his lips, then his eyes closed for the last time. Bruce stopped working, realizing the truth. Clint and Natasha stood in a sad silence.

Captain America, was dead.

It was my fault. All my fault. If I hadn't had left then I could've stopped this. Everything seemed to slow down. A small droplet of blood fell to the floor, as if in slow motion. Another death... A death of somehow who didn't deserve it, dead because of me.

Bianca, Leo, Jason and now Steve. The first Avenger. All because of me. Calypso was right. I deserved to die. What's the point? The longer I'm around, the more deaths it will cause. Deaths of innocent people.

I needed to take down Calypso and Loki. And the only thing that's changed, is that I don't care if I die doing so. Because afterwards, I'd be as good as a dead man. There is no more point to living anymore. I'd put Annabeth in danger, Mom, and Paul. And my baby sibling that was yet to be born.

All great Heroes never have a happy ending. And I accept my fate.

<•3RD PERSON POV, THE EMPIRE STATE BUILDING•>

Annabeth, Thor and Tony stood in the lobby of the Empire State building.

The plan was that Annabeth and Thor where going to go up, and Tony was going to wait for them. Once they where done conversing with the gods, they would go back to Stark Towers.

Annabeth went up to the person at the desk.

"600th floor please. " she told him.

"I'm sorry, there is no 600th floor. " The man stated simply.

"I'm Annabeth Chase. Give me the key. " Annabeth said. The mans eyes widened, obviously knowing who Annabeth Chase was.

"Yes m'am. " the man fumbled for the key and handed it to Annabeth.

Annabeth nodded in thanks then went to the elevator. Thor and Tony followed close behind.

"What was that about?" Tony asked. "he looked like he saw his supermodel." Annabeth shrugged.

"Let's just say I'm pretty well known. " She said as they reached the elevator. "Now, Tony you stay here. Thor and I will go up and talk to them. Hopefully it won't take to long and we'll be back soon. "

"Got it. " Tony gave them a thumbs up.

"Be back soon. " Annabeth said opening the elevator doors.

"Yes," Thor agreed. "Soon we shall return. "

Thor and Annabeth entered the elevator. Annabeth put the key in and turned it, she then pressed the button for the 600th floor. They waited in the awkward and crappy music filled elevator.

A few minutes later the elevator dinged, and the doors slid open, revealing the golden buildings of Olympus. Annabeth smiled. She had designed all of this. Thor gasped in awe.

"This is amazing Lady Chase! It is a beautiful as the castle back on Asgard!" Thor exclaimed, taking in all the new features around him.

"I designed it all. " Annabeth said proudly. "But first things first, we've got a meeting with the gods. "

Annabeth led Thor out of the elevator and towards the direction of the throne room. On their way there, Annabeth saw a familiar man standing by a fountain. He wore a fishermans shirt, that was green, with little palm trees on it and a pair of rain khakis, along with some leather sandals. The man had black hair and sea green eyes, exactly like his son. This was Poseidon.

"Lord Poseidon. " Annabeth bowed, and was soon followed by Thor.

"Annabeth," he greeted and signaled for her and Thor to rise. He had a grim expression on his face. "I know why you have come, it's about Percy, isn't it?"

"Yes..." Annabeth said. "we need to find him.."

"I'm afraid that isn't necessary. " Poseidon said. Annabeth was confused.

"Why?" she asked.

"Because he has made his way back to the tower... I advise you hurry... I have already interfered to much.. I'm sorry I couldnt be of more help, but please, keep Percy safe. " Poseidon told Annabeth and Thor. Annabeth nodded.

"Thank you Lord Poseidon. " Annabeth said.

"You welcome, now hurry. It may just be to late..." he advised. Annabeth and Thor bowed one last time and rushed back to the elevator.

"What do you think he means in 'we may be to late', Lady Chase?" Thor asked Annabeth as they ran.

"I don't know Thor, I dont know..." Annabeth trailed off, worry and fear of what could have happened overwhelming her.

Something happened. And it wasn't good.

<•STARK TOWERS, PERCY'S POV•>

I stood in the far corner of the lab, watching Bruce pull a white sheet over Steve's lifeless body.

Natasha and Clint had told me what happened. Loki attacked, and it was only them. Bruce hulked out and Loki tricked him into jumping out the window with one of his fake dummies. It was a tough fight and in the end Loki had stabbed his staff straight through Steve. It had went straight through him. Loki wasn't this powerful before, he had stabbed me in the stomach before but it hadnt got through. He was stronger, and I guessed Calypso had something to do with it.

Clint and Natasha had injured Loki shortly after, and Loki ran, Clint and Natasha then rushed Steve to the med bay. Natasha stayed with Steve and Clint went and got Bruce, who after a bit, calmed down. But not fast enough.

Steve had lost to much blood, and just about then is where I came in. and the rest is history.

The elevator door opened and Annabeth, Tony and Thor walked in. But all three stopped in their tracks when the saw the form of a body laying underneath a white sheet. Annabeth noticed me and forgot about the sheet and ran up to me and engulfed me in a bone crushing hug. I hesitated and hugged her back, but only slightly. I didn't deserve her.

"Percy..." she said. "what happened?"

I remained silent. I didn't trust my voice right now. I was on the verge of breaking. Well, more then I already was.

"What happened...?" I heard Tony ask Bruce at the other side of the room.

I heard Bruce retell the story, I gripped Annabeth tightly. It was hard hearing the story. It always will be. I heard some slight chocking sounds, but I couldn't bring myself to look up at who made them.

I could understand the want to cry right now. Steve was alive and perfectly fine last I saw him, now he's a cold corpse, laying on a table, lifeless and limp. Never to talk again. I won't ever be able to talk to him again. Never hear him and Tony playing Black Ops. Never see him fighting over the last slice of pizza with Thor. Never to spend his early mornings working out in the gym. Never to hear him and his weird way of speaking. Never again.

All I wanted to do was sob. Let out all my broken tears, just break. Cry for all the lost ones. Curl up into a ball and block out the world. Just carelessly throw myself off Stark Towers. No. I can't do that. Not yet, anyways. I needed to avenge the fallen. I was going to take Calypso and Loki down. I would get revenge.

I felt something in my mind snap. Something changed. I could feel it. But, at the same time, I couldn't feel anything, all I felt was anger. Pure hatred.

And I embraced it.

[A/N] ... So... What's up? :D lol, no. You are all either, A.) sobbing in a corner, B.) screaming at your phone/computer screen, C.) finding out where I live to mercilessly kill me, OR, D.) All of the Above.

Probably D.

But I did apologize in advance!! Doesn't matter though does it •-• oh well. I'm as good as dead.

QOTD: "Not even the gods could devise a fate so twisted." ~Annabeth, HoH (I know I probably used this before, but it seemed fitting for this chapter...)

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