Confession this has been written for a while but uuh it jumps really far ahead from where it last was that is because my mind has been fritzed on how to get to this point. One of the commenters in the last chapter said just update it and do flashbacks and I'm like, hell yeah.So here ya go unbetad and unrevised...

"Your Poseidon? Ok ok, I can handle that. But you are my real father as well"

"Yes, Percy you-"

"Ah ah ah I thought we cleared this my name is Tony. Anthony if we wanna get specific. But"

There was a pause that kinda pause where nobody knows what to say that odd awkward moment where things seemed as if they had stopped

"YOU are my dad that's... no. Your not my dad"

"Perseus"

"That is not my name!"

To anybody nearby, it was a shock to hear Tony exclaim these things because well its THE Tony Stark one of the smartest and most collected people anybody could meet, and yet he was yelling and freaking out over a name.

"Why isn't Perseus your name why can't you have something your mother gave you with pride"

Barely a whisper from such a scared man you would never compare him to the one on the news.

"Because it's my fault she's dead"

"Why would you believe that"

"Because everything is my fault"

The man of iron was breaking under the weight of the world on his shoulders.

It's my fault I couldn't stop the attack I couldn't

"Perseus"

I had punched him. Right in the mouth. I broke his teeth according to Apollo. I went from an atheist to a monotheistic pagan child in less than a year. No wonder dad had taught me all of this but still how he managed to keep me safe is beyond me from what I was told technology and children of the big three are absolute monster magnets.

I had been joyously welcomed into the Hephaestus cabin and by extension, everything else that they run. Wich is a surprisingly high amount. Many underground areas and secret weapon and trap stashes. I had decided to drown all of everything out with some great songs and suit fixing maybe make a new robot to help these kids keep organized.

Alas, my attempts turned futile after some time and how I had not seen my immortal boyfriend in a long time and I missed him. Not having heard from any horse mythological beings while not uncommon was disheartening. Finishing off the newly named dust-E a distant spin-off of Dum-E. That was another thing I had found myself missing my robots and the interaction with people who had no clue what it was like to fight and struggle out of a situation to make a call and go with it.

Looking back I've got no clue why Cap and I have such disagreements we have such similar and yet so different of and experience that its shocking to see us as enemies. I mean he was my hero a kid from literally nothing grows up to be something lasting immortalized in history a legacy even after you die with a clear conscious.

"You do realize you punched a god in the face right?"

"And a super-soldier might be added to that list if he doesn't back off"

"Alright" despite the seeming confirmation in his reply came and sat down next to me

"you will have to face it eventually"

"face what, the fact that basically my whole life I've been lied to more than just the basics. That my father knew and didn't tell me. it actually explains a lot of things just..."

there was nothing else spoken they sat there the two living outcomes of Howard Stark's life sat in peace just how Howard would have wanted. No more fighting at least for tonight.