Description
This is the rewrite of my previous fic under the same name. Please read this one!!! When Chiron tells Nico he's to go to Avengers Tower, he is reluctant to agree, but, whatever. This might as well happen, you know? Besides, it should be simple. Go to the Tower with Thor, figure out the specifics of this not-quest quest, and take it from there. Easy, right? Wrong, because a demigod can't breathe without an Oracle spewing a Prophecy. And this one? This one does not at all sound peachy. A new enemy is rising, and he's not afraid to play dirty. Of course, that involves some kidnapping and mind-washing. Because as Nico di Angelo and also literally any other demigod will tell you, life isn't fair when you've got the blood of the gods running through your veins. Nico will have to work with these Avengers if he ever wants to save the world (again). But the gods know that might not be exactly as easily said as done- especially when a certain Mischief god (Jotun? Dickhead? Drunk twink? Who the fuck even knows.) shows up and drives the team into a fuckton of shit. How on Gaea's sleeping bosom will that work out for Nico di Angelo, son of Hades, Hero of Olympus, Ambassador of Pluto-- and total fucking nerd.
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