Percy Jackson And The Agents of S.h.i.e.l.d.

Chapter 14

May's POV
"Thirsty?" I asked.

He looked a little frightened, "Um, yes."

I found it quite amusing that I could actually scare him that much, "My friend tells me you think we're HYDRA." I said, more of a statement than a question.

"That's right." He said.

"Well I'm here to reassure you that we aren't HYDRA." I sat down in the chair across from him, "Nick Fury died from being shot in the chest. We found his secret base and one of his assistance past on the word that Coulson is the new director."

He nodded slowly, "If your not HYDRA then you should already know that I'm not interested."

I nodded, "We do know but we want to give you a second chance." I folded my hand on the table, "We need every help we can get."

He grabbed the beer and unscrewed the lid. He took a long sip then set it back on the table. We sat in silence for a few minutes.

"Tell me something that only shield will know." He said.

I pondered on that, "Your ex-wife, Bobbie Morris, was also a shield agent. One of the best."

He nodded slowly, "Fine, I'll help you. But if I don't like anything I walking."

I pushed my chair back, "Fine."

He grabbed his beer. I opened the door and we walked out of the room together. Coulson met us at the bar. Skye stood next to him. She nodded her head at us.

"Agent Hunter, this is Agent Skye." Coulson gestured for Hunter to sit, "Two of our agents have been possessed. . ."

I motioned for Skye to follow me. We walked around the corner so we couldn't be heard. She crossed her arms and waited for me to speak.

"Coulson said we should get some practice in. Get dressed I'll meet you in the training room in five."

She nodded, "Will do."

**10 minutes later**

"Remember you want to be able to keep calm when your shooting. This watch," I tapped the watch that kept track of her heart beat, "you want it to be 60 all the time."

She nodded, "Can I shoot the dummy again?"

I gestured towards it, "Hit the target this time."

The last few minutes I had her fire shots at the dummy one out of the twelve shots hit close to the target. To be fair it was a small target but she'll have to learn somewhere. Skye replaced her ear muffs. She looked at me to give the okay signal.

"Fire only five!" I almost yelled.

She gave me a thumbs up, "Okay!"

She picked up her pistol and held it out. I plugged my ears. When we are out on the streets the noise doesn't echo and make it two times as loud as it really is. Skye aimed and fire repeatedly for five times. She removed her ear muffs and fixed her hair.

I walked over to her and checked her watch. It read 63. She bit her lip waiting for my reply. I didn't say anything and she grew impatient.

"Not too bad?" She asked.

I flicked the button to draw the dummy closer so we can take a look, "It depends on the results."

The dummy came to a halt in front of the stand. Skye leaned over. By the looks of it she had shot it three out of the five times close to the target. She smiled slightly.

"Not too bad." I said, "Put the safety on." I told her, planning to do something else.

"Safety on. . ." She repeated.

She took the gun and flicked the magazine switch. The magazine clattered to the ground. She bit her lip and looked up at me.

"Oops." She said.

I pointed to the safety, "Safety," I point to the magazine switch, "magazine." I repeated the motion two times and picked up the magazine and clicked it back in its spot.

She nodded and pointed to the safety, "Safety," She pointed to the magazine trigger, "magazine."

"Now turn on the safety." I said slowly.

She did and I nodded, "There you go."

Percy came through the door, "Hey. . ." He stopped and looked at the gun in Skye's hands, "Piper is here."

"Already?" Skye asked.

He nodded, "Us demigods have our ways around."