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"What do you mean?" I asked. Wanda had undone the restraints and now I was sitting on the gurney like a five-year-old. Occasionally swinging my legs back and forth. I wondered how easily I could stun Wanda and grab my weapons before vapour-trailing out of here.

Wanda walked forwards the couple of feet in-between us and did the last thing I'd expect, hug me.

She held me tightly and breathed into ear. "A son of Poseidon, I thought I sensed something different about you. Not here though. Later. Top floor. Sunset."

"What?" I could barely contain my surprise. Wanda gave me a glance like, not right now. I nodded mutely.

"I will speak with the Avengers about the results of your test and we will decide a course of action from there." I nodded optimistically, feigning a slight smile. "Feel free to roam as you please, I'm sure every level has food somewhere,"

A challenge it seems, the pursuit of food. A worthy cause.

Wanda exited, leaving the door open for me. I stood to go after her and find some food but then almost fell to the floor. I staggered back and leaned on the bench, feeling as if my breath had been taken away from me. I clenched the sides of my head and squeezed my eyes shut. She'd been inside. She knew my pain.

I shook my head like I was trying to shake out the visions and stood, unsteady. I stumbled to the door, now only leaning slightly on the frame, working out the pain in my head as I tried to walk.

I found the kitchen by a combination of luck and coincidence. It was relatively minimalistic for someone as extravagant as Tony Stark. I ran my hands under the tap for a little while and ran the leftover residue through my hair, being careful to make my actions seem as natural as possible.

Outside, I heard a scream, it was faint but loud, they were joined by a few others. I pressed my face to the glass and looked downwards, seeing a group of what seemed like flying motorcyclists, thieve, vandalise, and kidnap random people on the street. They were being pursued by a squad of police, but it was easy to tell that they were of no use.

I sighed and banged my head in the glass once in annoyance before I vapour-trailed down to street level. Still in vapour form, I began plucking hostages from bikes, landing them safely on the ground. The look on the bikies faces though, a combination of confusion and horror increased when they saw a half-formed guy shredding their tyres with a sword.

I made quick work of them, ensuring that no civilians were hurt in the process. I didn't stop for sass or tongue and cheek because at any time, the Avengers would be looking for me and telling me about their final decision. I caught up the to last guy; a brutish looking mortal that looked like the love child of the Minotaur and Polyphemus.

"Hey." I grinned, with a little wave. The lower half of my body was vapour but I smile as if it were no biggie. The bikie looked over at me.

"What the f-" I sliced his tyre, sending him flipping head over heels in a beautiful explosion.

"What did you say?" I cried after him. "You didn't finish!"

Sirens catcalled and a SWAT van appeared, I reverted back to vapour and trailed back to the Tower, leaning against the glass like it was no biggie.

"Having fun?" I spun around to see a slightly unamused Tony Stark standing there. He had his arms crossed and his eyebrow raised. His mouth was in a straight line.

"Spectacular," I grinned back, dusting off my jacket, "just a small lunch break, nothing too strenuous, you know, it's bad for the back and all."

"Totally." Tony said, in his eye, a slight glint of suspicion arose, I remained unaffected.

"Do you know where the food is?" I asked casually, Tony's harsh expression softened.

"Yeah sure," He said, "it's this way."

"We're off to go get food, and eat the food monster of Oz!" I hummed softly and Tony chuckled.

You asked for Tony and Percy bonding time? That's what you're gonna get! What do you think of Wanda knowing? How does she know?

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