"I still remember them

Covered in ash

Covered in glass

Covered in all my friends

...

If there's another place that I could be

Then I'd be another memory."

~ The Only Hope for Me is You by My Chemical Romance from the album 'Danger Days: The True Lives of the Fabulous Killjoys'

(Song is on the side. The song can be found on Spotify (with the rest of the album) and on YouTube)

...

Perseus Jackson's POV

Broken.
Hero.
Soul.
Wars.
Loss.
"Percy?"
Pain.
Torture.
Help...
"Percy?"
Mom.
Thalia.
Nico.
"Percy, can you hear me?" 
Annabeth..."
Percy?"
No...
NO!

...

As the sweater was lifted and everyone saw the horrible scars covering Percy Jackson's tan skin, Percy's knees buckled making him hang on his arms. Bruce Banner recovered from his short shock and immediately pulled the sweater down and looked at the boy. Eyes closed and a painful look on his face.

Banner softly slapped on the teenager's face. "Percy?" No response came from the lost demigod. "Steve, Clint, hold him up before he dislocates his arms." Steve and Clint grabbed Perseus by his shoulder and pushed him a bit up, getting a bit of the weight of the body on their arms. "Percy?" Once again Banner tried to wake up the teenager. Again, no response. Fury, Natasha, Tony, and Thor came into the room. "What happened, Banner?" Fury said to the scientist. "I have no idea. He just went unconscious as we lifted the sweater. Could have something to do with his PTSD." Steve Rogers looked at the doctor in question and asked: "How could a teenager have PTSD?" Fury answered instead of Banner, "The kid may be a terrorist, but he is still a human being." Banner looked up at Fury. "I highly doubt that he is a terrorist, Nick." In an angry voice, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. said, "His actions say something different." With an angry look, Bruce turned back to the teen. "Percy? Can you hear me?" He looked at the teenager's face, sweat starting to form on his forehead, his teeth clenching, a sad look on his face. "Percy?" He laid his hand on the boy's face and felt it heating up.

Suddenly the demigod's mouth opened, "NO!" Banner shook Percy's body. "Wake up, it's not real." Perseus started to calm down. "Calm down, Percy. Everything is going to be fine." Banner spoke in a soft voice, trying not to trigger the boy more. His heartbeat slowing down bit by bit. Tears rolling over his cheeks. His eyes slowly started to open. "Percy?" Banner said softly. The boy still looked down. "Whatever it is, it was not real. You are in Stark Tower in New York City." Percy's head shook. "Just let it go, doctor." The boy said in a soft voice. "I won't let it go," Banner responded.

The team was silent while they watched the doctor talking to the boy. The broken look in the teen's eyes was not to understand for them. Not knowing his background, the loss, the hurt, the suffering.

"Percy, what happened?" Banner cared for him, even though he didn't want to show it. The mystery around the 'terrorist' made him curious. And the sadness in the boy's eyes reminded of himself a long time ago.

"You wouldn't understand. Nobody would." "We could try." The boy shook his head at the doctor's words. Banner looked at Fury for a second and then pushed the button to release Percy's arms from the cuffs. That moment Percy's full weight in Steve's and Clint's arms. "What do you want us to do with him?" Bruce opened his mouth to answer Clint's question. But Nick answered, "Put him in the container." "What? No!" Bruce said. "Fury, are you sure that is necessary?" Natasha asked. Fury nodded. "No, Fury, he needs to go to my lab. You can't let him rot in a cell while he's like this!" Fury turned to the doctor. "He is going to if he does not give any information." Bruce wanted to protest, but Natasha put her hand on his shoulder as a sign that he should stay silent.

As Percy was in front of the glass cage, which was transported from the Helicarrier to Stark Tower, Steve looked at the down looking teen in his arms. If he had known this, would he have taken the teen from the graveyard? Probably not... He had seen some of the soldiers that came home from war with PTSD and it's not pretty. Nightmares, flashbacks. Some were not able to adjust to normal life again. He had conversations with them, seen the pain in their eyes and he saw the same with the kid.

As Clint and Steve walked into the cell, they shared a look. Something was just not right about this whole situation. They laid the boy softly on the floor of the cell. As they walked away, the Avengers heard the teenager snoring. Steve closed the door of the cell, thinking they had left Percy while he was peacefully sleeping. Not knowing that with each step that they took away from the boy, his head was filled more and more with nightmares of the past.

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Hey everyone!
Here's an update I wrote while being on the way to Italy! Hopefully, I'll find some great books about Greek Mythology!

I first wanted to update Percy Jackson ~ Life Without CHB, but I still need to think how to continue the storyline and stuff. Hopefully, I get some good inspiration and ideas very soon! (update 31-3-2016: Percy Jackson ~ Life Without CHB is completed!)

Hopefully, you liked the chapter enough to vote and comment!

Xo'

Maria