Murdered Shawarma

HAI GUYZ...okay, that annoys me. Let's try that again. HI GUYS! That feels better. AnYwAy, I don't wanna ramble on about stuff like I did for the last intro, so for those of you who read these, here's a new fact of the day!

Psychology fact of the day: YOU CAN'T MULTITASK

OKAY, WHY NOT?! I mean, I'm writing, breathing, and living at the same time. If that doesn't count as multitasking, then, I'M SORRY WORLD. I CAN'T ALWAYS MEET UP TO YOUR EXPECTATIONS. Geez.

Welp, now that I got that out of the way...TO THE STORY!

Also, this is Percy: ψ(._. )>

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Tony Stark's P.O.V (First Person)

Okay, I have to get this out. Percy figured something out BEFORE me. I mean, I'm a genius with a 270 IQ...and I was outshone by a blue food eating 17 year old. What have been doing with myself...

Okay, before I wallow in my own self misery, here's what happened after the meeting. When the lunch horn blew, I ran off with Leo to get the Hephaestus cabin in order. Of course, us being the builders of the bunch, could never be in order. The entire cabin was diagnosed with ADHD, which meant that no one could sit still - kind of like me when Pepper found that I tried to do the laundry.

Needless to say, we arrived at the Dining Pavilion in a very organized blob. Nyssa, Leo, and I were making plans for the Argo 3 and a new Iron Man suit made out of nanoparticles that were housed in a storage unit inside my chest piece. I was, being the genius that I am, already thinking about that specific design, but Leo and Nyssa had already been working on a housing unit for such particles. All I needed was their blueprinted outline for it so that I could modify it and put it in my chest.

Anyway, our blob of a group made it to the pavilion in a hurry. Apparently, news had spread about Percy and Chiron's plan for us (The Avengers) tonight. Everyone was talking about whether or not Chiron would make an announcement on it. The Stoll Brothers from the Hermes cabin (real hoots by the way) were already making bets on the announcement, too.

I sighed, "Is it always this hectic around here?"

Leo grinned, "You haven't even seen the worst of it, Iron Dude."

I raised an eyebrow and took a seat next to him. As usual, everyone sacrificed the best part of their food to the gods...which meant...my Shawarma...NO! IT'S TOO PAINFUL TO TALK ABOUT, but I have to. With a heavy heart, the juiciest part of my meaty goodness was basically thrown into a fire that smelled like cookies.

MY SHAWARMA WAS MURDERED IN A COOKIE FIRE.

I sighed and headed back to the Hephaestus table, sitting sown next to Leo again. I looked around for my teammates. Clint and Bruce were having the time of their lives in the Apollo Cabin - Clint talking about archery and Bruce talking to the camp's head doctor about the treatment of demigods. Natasha was arm wrestling a burly girl from the Ares cabin. Cap, Thor, and the Jason kid were talking in hushed tones, probably exchanging war stories. Peter was watching the Iris kids turn everything they had into multiple colors. Even Loki was enjoying himself, showing the Hecate cabin his magic. I didn't feel right, though.

Nothing felt right without the best part of my Shawarma.

Taking tiny bites, I wondered what could have been if I hadn't sacrificed it. Suddenly, Chiron stood up, clinging his spoon on his glass and making me lose my train of thought. Everyone stopped talking, and all eyes were on the old centaur. He studied the crowd with kind but wary eyes, "Children." he said, looking at the Avengers as well, "We are expecting something to happen at tonight's campfire-"

"Is someone else gonna come back to life?!" A kid interrupted Chiron, speaking for the entire camp.

Chiron shook his head, "We've had quite enough of that. We're expecting some...light to be shed, tonight. We shall see. Now, that is all, you may get back to eating."

In no time, everyone was whispering about what would happen, and the Stoll Brothers were collecting their money. Lunch went as planned, without any more interruptions. The rest of the day went by in a blur: Me working on a new suit, playing dodgeball with Percy, eating dinner, and freaking out more about my shawarma.

During dinner, it was clear that tension was rising in the air. No one spoke. No one hummed. The only noise in the air was the silent vibration, the one you hear when you're silent.

After feeding time, everybody quickly made their way to the campfire. No one sang songs. No one made a squeak. Everyone held their breath in anticipation - imagining what would happen. Then...it...well...happened.

Everyone gulped and stared at the top of my head. I looked up, almost blinded by the glowing symbol above me.

A flaming hammer.

I looked back down to see everyone staring at me in awe. It might have been very cool in any other circumstance, but I was very confused, and that's not normal.

Chiron spoke up, "Just as I suspected. Tony Stark. You have been claimed by Hephaestus. God of Fire, Metalworking, and the Forge."

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YAY. So, that happened. I know you guys must be confused since Tony has both parents, but that'll be explained in the next chapter. Sorry about the short chapter. STAY TUNED FOR THE NEXT ONE (I know you're not instruments to tune, but dEaL wItH iT.)!

Also, it might seem like the team had been at camp for longer than a week, but these past couple of chapters, the team has been at camp for about 2-3 days. Weird, but you guys can check!

OTHER THAN THAT, SEE YOU SOON!