CHAPTER TWO

Percy awoke to a throbbing at the back of his skull and a bright light shining in his eyes. He squinted, trying to make out his surroundings, but the bright light made it impossible.

Percy slid off of the bed he was laying on and put his feet on the floor, blinking the vision back into his eyes. He went to put his weight on his feet, but remembered just in time that he had sprained his ankle.

He sat back down on the bed and pulled his foot up across his knee to examine his ankle. It was red and puffy, and Percy figured that Will would have his hide if he didn't get back to camp to get it all wrapped up and eat some ambrosia.

Sitting back down on the bed, Percy looked around. Then he noticed he wasn't alone. Staring at him from the other side of the room was a guy in a long white lab coat and wearing wire-rimmed glasses. He looked like he had been working at the microscope in front of him when Percy woke up.

Percy cleared his throat uncomfortably. The man started.

"I'm Percy," Percy stated, his voice scratchy with disuse. "Where am I?"

The man walked over to him. "Dr. Bruce Banner." He scratched his head. "I don't know if I'm allowed to answer that second question."

"If you can't tell me where here is, can you tell me why I'm here?" Percy scratched his head. "The last I remember was a crazy dude with blond hair trying to hit me with lightning, then something hitting me on the back of my head." He looked at Bruce. "You wouldn't have had anything to do with that, would you?

Bruce shook his head hurriedly. "No, no, no. You met some of my coworkers."

Percy stared at him. "Your coworkers?" he asked in an incredulous voice. "Are any of you human?"

Too late he remembered he probably not say that he knew that there were beings other than human. But Bruce didn't seem to notice the slip-up.

"Yeah. All of us except Thor." Then he frowned, as if realizing how weird Percy's question was. "Why-"

Percy hurriedly cut him off. "Who are your coworkers? What do you guys do? Do you usually kidnap teenagers taking walks in the woods?" Bruce seemed to not have heard exactly why they had kidnapped him. Yet.

Bruce scratched the back of his neck. "Well...um..." He seemed at a loss of words. "They dropped you off here, unconscious with a sprained ankle, and told me to notify them when you woke up. I assumed you were some kind of criminal."

Percy lifted his hands in mock surrender. "Me? A criminal? I was just taking a walk in the woods when your so-called 'Thor' grabbed me and flew over the bor- flew out of the woods. My shirt came off and I dropped to the ground, where I sprained my ankle." He paused, deciding to bend the truth a little.

"Thor fell, too, and bonked his head. He passed out. Next thing I know, I wake up here with a throbbing skull."

Bruce shrugged uncomfortably. "I was just following orders. I guess I better tell them that you're awake. JARVIS?

Before Percy could stop him, Bruce spoke. "Please tell Thor, Steve and Natasha that their mysterious teenager is awake."

AN:  I'm thinking tat the curse is a little different in this fanfic.  It protects from scrapes, and other exterior wounds, but bash him hard enough, and bones with break.  It's harder than usual, though.  For example, when Percy fell from Thor's grasp, a regular person probably would have broken their leg, while Percy only sprained his ankle.

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