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Thor made his way angrily through Stark tower, taking off into the air when he got to the balcony.
Tony was on his tail in the Iron Man suit, but he didn't slow to wait for him.
He was outraged, how dare Fury pick on a child, a hero! He'd have thought that Cap would at least protest, refuse the mission. Thor would have to teach Fury to show respect to heroes like Perseus. Is that how the Avengers will be treated after all they've done?
"Thor wait!" Tony called out to him, but the god paid him no heed. "Look, you barging into the room and threatening Fury isn't going to convince him that Percy is a good guy. If we want to show Fury that he's not a bad kid then we have to get Percy first."
Thor finally stopped and turned to face his teammate. "And how do you want to do that? He beat you, am I correct?"
"Well, yes," Iron Man rubbed his neck. "But he told us that he'd rather talk, so..."
"Then we shall talk to him, let's go!"
Tony stopped him as he was about to fly off again. "It's not that simple, we don't know where he is."
Thor frowned. That certainly complicated things. "You cannot track him?"
"No, but we'll find a way. C'mon."
When Percy woke up again, he felt a strange tingling down his spine.
He knew what that feeling meant, and his first instinct was to get out of there. Packing up his camp as quick as he could, Percy debated on whether to keep following the creek, or to take a shot and go through the woods.
Securing his new cloak around his shoulders, keeping Eye of the Storm within reach and having Riptide reassuringly in his pocket, he set off along the waterline, eager to be long gone before whatever it was arrived there; monster or S.H.I.E.L.D.
Having the cloak made it easier for him to stick to the shadows, out of sight from anything in the air. He had a feeling that the agents would be scouting the area for him, as they obviously knew he had been there not long before they had.
Being on the run from the government again made him feel strangely nostalgic, and he longed to have Annabeth and Grover with him.
Only a few months ago he had been fighting Kronos, and now he was on the run again. Except this time he was all alone.
Letting out a huff, he kicked a stone, watching it skid across the bank and into the creek.
Why did his life have to be so difficult? He'd already spent the last five years fighting a Titan, and just when he thought he could finally have a break and be with his girlfriend, a secret agency had to decide that he was a threat.
If only they knew that Percy couldn't really do anything to harm mortals directly, since his weapons went through them and they saw his powers as something else entirely. Well, with Eye of the Storm he could be dangerous, but he'd never try to hurt anyone.
Percy pulled the hood of the cloak over his head and stuffed his hands into the pockets his jeans, curling his fingers around Riptide. The familiar gesture gave him reassurance. No matter what happened, either one of his swords would be there.
The thrill of hiding from S.H.I.E.L.D. made him itch for something to fight. He just wanted them to hurry up and find him again so he could release some of his pent-up energy.
Then he heard the tell-tale sound of Iron Man's suit.
Putting his hand of the hilt of Eye of the Storm, he whirled around to face them as they reached him, only to find that they were unarmed as far as he could tell, except for the shield on Captain America's back.
When Hawkeye saw Percy's hand on his sword, he held his hands up. "Hang on, we only want to talk to you."
"That's what you said last time," Percy challenged, tightening his grip.
"Does it look like we have any weapons, Jackson?"
Percy inclined his head to Cap's shield, and to Mjolnir. "Uh, yeah. Pretty sure they're weapons."
He didn't recognise the two new guys that were with them, but he had feeling that the big guy knew how to use that massive hammer. The man was huge, with shoulder-length blonde hair. He was wearing armor in a similar fashion to what Percy figured the Olympians would wear. The other was of an average build with brown hair and glasses.
"Perseus Jackson," the blonde said. "I assure you, we mean you no harm. I am Thor Odinson."
Thor, shit, Percy thought. He should've seen that coming. "Thor huh?"
"Perseus, I know who you are; you are a hero, not a threat."
Percy scoffed. "Try telling that to S.H.I.E.L.D."
"That is what we would like to do," Thor explained, supported by his friends' nodding heads. "You can come with us and show them for yourself."
"Yeah, I don't think so."
Black Widow spoke up. "Listen Percy, Fury is a reasonable man. He only wants to assure the safety of the world." Tony decided not to make a quip at the exaggeration of Fury's character.
"So do I," Percy countered. "If you guys didn't notice, I was obviously fighting a monster in that photo. I don't understand how you guys came to the conclusion that I was a threat. Besides, I'm all that's left, how could I possibly be dangerous to the earth's entire population?"
He saw the brown-haired man's eyes widen he said he was alone, and knew he'd succeeded in telling them that he was one-of-a-kind. He only prayed that Thor didn't know that he was a demigod, and that there were in fact hundreds of kids like him.
"Please Percy, just give us a chance to convince Director Fury." Cap pleaded.
Percy acted like he was considering the offer, thinking back to what Hephaestus and Athena had said to him. If Fury didn't believe he was a hostile, he would probably leave him alone. The longer Percy stayed on the run from them, the longer they had to collect information on his abilities. And with the Asgardians on their side, it wouldn't be long before someone realized what he was, and then the Olympians would be exposed.
He opened to mouth to reply, when he felt a jolting pain originating from the base of his neck. Percy's knees buckled under the pressure. He felt the electricity coursing through his body at an unbearable rate.
His vision starting to fade, he saw the Avengers jump back in surprise as agents emerged from the trees. Goddamn it, he thought hazily.
Percy gritted his teeth, biting back a cry of pain. The electrical pulse hadn't ceased yet, and the edges of his sight were beginning to go black.
Then the pulse intensified when it became clear to the agents that the current voltage wasn't going to be enough to knock him out.
Percy's head throbbed, his vision was dark and unfocused and he felt like he was about to throw up. Finally, it became too much and his eyes rolled back into his head as he lost consciousness.
"Fury!" Steve bellowed as the Avengers arrived at the conference room where the director was waiting.
After Percy had passed out, the agents had cut off the electricity and had tried their best to hold back the Avengers. While the heroes were occupied, two of the agents had managed to get Percy's limp form onto a jet and had flown him to the helicarrier, where Maria Hill took him into solitary confinement, in the top-security cell that had been designed to contain the Hulk.
"What the hell was that!?" Tony accused. "We were talking to him!"
Fury had his hands behind his back, standing on the opposite side of the table in the center of the room. "I ordered you to bring him in, and clearly you weren't capable of doing so."
"He was about to answer our request to come in," Thor argued.
"And if he said no?"
"Well, if he was going to say yes, we just lost his trust completely by attacking him!" Clint countered.
"Enough!" Fury snapped. "I only asked you to capture Percy Jackson. He has been captured and is no longer your problem, he is in the custody of S.H.I.E.L.D."
That was exactly what Steve was afraid of, but he bit his tongue to keep from saying so.
"Now, unless you are willing to lend us your skills in discovering what Mr Jackson is, you will have no contact with him, understood."
Tony opened his mouth, but Natasha elbowed him sharply in the side. As long as they were allowed to see Percy, there was a way for them to help him. No way was she letting Tony ruin their chance with his big mouth.
"Fine," Natasha agreed.
Percy's eyes blinked open lazily, taking a few seconds to focus and take in his surroundings.
Noticing the absence of Eye of the Storm and his cloak, the glass walls around him and the cameras in all corners of the room, Percy released a steady stream of Ancient Greek curses.
How had he been so stupid! How had he even considered the possibility that the Avengers were being honest to him. Of course it was all a trap.
For the umpteenth time in the lost few days, Percy felt anger coursing uncontrollably through his veins. He seethed with rage.
He stood, turning in a full circle and finding no doorway. Still, they had been dumb enough to cage him in glass. He approached the glass, slamming his fist into it as hard as he could, but nothing happened. Not even a crack.
"That's useless, Percy."
Percy whirled around and saw a dark-skinned man with an eye-patch standing on the other side of the glass.
"This cell was designed to hold the Hulk, you won't be able to break it." A/N: I know that it breaks in the Avengers movie, but let's just say that S.H.I.E.L.D. made another one, because they probably did
The man looked smug, and Percy instantly felt a strong dislike for him. Somehow he knew that this was the man who had been chasing him, this was Nick Fury.
"You'd be surprised at what I can do." Percy answered easily, keeping his voice even so as not to show Fury how pissed off he was.
"That's why you're here," Fury replied, walking around the cell. "You're quite a mystery, Percy, I'd like to find out what you are."
Percy narrowed his eyes. "I'm not telling you anything."
"Suit yourself." Nick shrugged. He turned to leave, and Percy let out a rough laugh when he saw there were no guards appointed at the doors.
"You honestly think you can keep me in here? You're a fool, Fury."
Oh, it was going to be too easy to get out of his prison, wherever they were keeping him.
If the Hulk couldn't break the glass, there was no way Percy was going to be able to, he wasn't even going to bother, but he had other ways.
Percy sat down, watching the surveillance cameras. They would catch his escape, but there wasn't anything he could do about from here.
Percy hadn't quite mastered vapor-travel yet, definitely not to the extent of Nico's shadow-travel, but he would be able to get himself out of the room, and then he would get his stuff and be on his way with S.H.I.E.L.D. being none the wiser about his heritage.
He closed his and concentrated on the water molecules in the air around him. He felt the same nausea he experienced when riding Mrs O'Leary as the water joined with those in his body.
He literally evaporated into thin air, travelling through the vents and out of the cell. Percy flew through the cracks in the doors, arriving in the hallways just as the alarms sounded, signalling his escape.
Percy let his body return to its normal shape, and took off down the hall as the agents came behind him.
Hope you enjoyed that ;)
I wasn't really sure how to describe vapor-travel, or how it would work, but oh well.
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