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

Chapter 15

Percy's POV
"Piper. . ." I said cheerfully.

She smiled until I came in reach and she slapped me. I held the side of my face even though it didn't hurt that bad. I didn't want her to feel bad.

"What was that for?" I asked.

She smiled affectionately, "Hello Percy. How'd you end up here?" She said looking at the plane.

I straightened, "Long story."

She let out a chuckle, "Where's Jason?"

"Piper," Jason said from behind me, "you here."

I stepped aside letting him step forward. They hugged and kissed. It reminded me of me and Annabeth. I shook the feeling away.

"Ew. . . get a room." I said.

Piper glared at me, "Oh, Percy, we all know you want a kiss too."

That spiked me up, "I'm going to go now. Skye lets go they're gross."

She was standing in the cargo hold, "What?"

I grabbed her hand and dragged her past the lab and to the bar, "Now that we have Piper I need you to track your friends somehow. When we find them Piper can sweet talk them into leaving your friends."

She nodded, "Okay, I need at least an half and hour."

I nodded, "Make it quick."

"Hey Percy," Piper said behind me, "how've you been holding up?"

"This talk again?" I asked.

She nodded, "Yes this talk."

"It's been difficult but I'll live." I told her.

She eyed me, "Let me know if you want to talk."

*Exactly 30 minutes later*

"I got it!" Skye exclaimed, "If I did this right then they should be. . . 5 blocks from here."

I sat up and looked at the screen that displayed the map. The place looked familiar. I wasn't that good at maps but I still could figure out a few things.

"Wait zoom in."

She clicked a few buttons on the electronic table and it zoom into my apartment. I cover my mouth.

"Oh, my gods." I muttered, "Thats my place. Someone get me a cell," When no one move I yelled, "now!"

Skye reached into her pocket an pulled out a smart phone, "Whats her number?"

I told her. She dialed it and put it on speaker. It rang for a minute or so. Then someone answer.

"Hello?" It was Sally.

"Mom? Mom it's me, Percy. There is something. . ."

There was a screeching noise on the other side of the phone and the sound of someone clattering to the floor.

"Mom?! Mom are you okay?" I asked.

There was silence then, "Percy Jackson," Trips voice said, "we have your mother."

"If you touch a hair on her head I'll. . . I'll. . ." I couldn't think of a threat.

"Oh, don't worry. We won't touch her," I let out a quite sigh, "on one condition."

"And that is?"

"Our master wants a demigod from each of the big three. If you come and hand yourself over you'll have your sweet mother back."