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Steve's PoV
"Guys. I found Riddle." I say over our comms. "Stay put we're on our way." Bruce says. "Aunt Lily, can you please help me take care of Callie? I don't think I can cope with all this alone. Not to mention having to raise a child along with schooling." Riddle says.

This Aunt Lily smiles and agrees. Riddle hands her the child. Suddenly a teenage girl rushes in, pulling Riddle into a hug. "Don't scare me like that again Death Breath." The girl whispers. "Clarisse I'm fine. And please for the sake of my sanity and Nico's name don't call me Death Breath." Riddle says looking like she's about to burst into tears.

"You two young love birds go for a walk." 'Aunt Lily' says. Their faces blush scarlet. They try to defend that they aren't together. Finally they give in and walk out hand in hand. I hear reoccurring words like "Wise Girl" "Repair boy" "Sunshine" "Camp". Who would turn these two young women evil?

"Potato Janitor." The new girl who was called Clarisse says suddenly. "I remember that." Riddle says between fits of laughter. "Remember when I told you about the time they dressed up as The Avengers on the Argo II?" Riddle says. "Yeah. You stood there laughing your ass off." Clarisse says laughing.

"Where are they?" Natasha says running up. I point to the obviously perfect couple. "I remember you telling me the conversation where you said you where literally the straightest person on that ship." Clarisse says smiling. "Yet I'm 'bout as straight as Nico." Riddle mutters.

"Jena Riddle you are under arrest." I say authority in my voice. "Yeah I actually don't see a rest over my head." She replies back radiating sass. Oh dear.

Then I see it.

An Arc Reactor implanted in her chest.

She follows my gaze. "Oh. That." She says flatly. This Clarisse girl snorts. "Yeah 'cause a glowing electromagnet in your chest is not see able." "Shush Clarisse." Riddle says smiling.

Natasha fires her gun at Riddle. She dodges. Then all hell breaks loose.

Tony's PoV
"How do you lose a goddamn girl?!" Fury yells. We got our asses whooped. "She had this girl there. They were pretty much impossible to beat." Natasha says.

"It was foolish to go after Jena Riddle." Thor says. All heads turn to him.

"Miss Riddle is legend on Asgard. Every warrior trains to be just like her. She is one of the only survivors of an attack." Thor says a look of joy on his face.

Jena's PoV(Kinda dark and depressing)
Every animal I see reminds me of Frank, every flame and machine reminds me of Leo, every gem and jewel reminds me of Hazel, makeup reminds me of Piper, every lightning bolt that I see along with brick and a stapler reminds me of Jason, every body of water and horse reminds me of Percy, every shadow reminds me of Nico, and every building and grey item reminds me of Annabeth.

I can't do this anymore. The only things I have to live for are Callie and Clarisse and Peter. I drag the knife across my wrist. It leaves a bleeding cut in it wake. I do it again and again till my wrist is covered in bleeding marks. I apply more pressure to the blade. I do the same to my other wrist.

My head starts to swim from blood lost. I fall against the cold bathroom tile blood staining the floor around me. My eyes close. Hopefully for the last time.