Multi Fandom Crossover Oneshots

Captured and Enraptured

This was a request made by general_jackson so I hope this is what you wanted. Sadly, it is not fem Percy :(
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You know that feeling when you just feel like you are so utterly done with life? I reached that point by the time I was 16. But somehow, the fates still manage to screw with my life even more. I think the old age is getting to their heads. It just so happens, that I managed to get captured by mortals. At the ripe old age of 25 (for a demigod at least), they finally got their inexperienced hands on me. Apparently, killing a 'cheerleader' is frowned upon among mortals, just to add to the fact that I have been on the top of their 'suspected terrorist list' since the sime I was twelve. (I don't think that's actually a thing but whatever)

So, being interrogated is not the funnest thing in the world for most, but if your going to capture Percy Jackson, a certain Persassy is bound to come out. Bat-dude didn't like that.

"Who do you work for." He questioned for the millionth time. I gave him a cheeky smile.

"I'd say Satan, but then again, he's a little bit below me in the social class." The man growled.

"Who do you work for!" He shouted this time, trying to be intimidating. I sighed, this was getting a little old.

"Look dude, your real nice and all, but I'm not really interested. I've told you before and I'll tell you again, I don't work for anyone." I said, finally having enough of his bullshit. His face got as red as a chili pepper, but before he could shout at me again, someone else walked in. She has wavy dark brown hair and light olive skin. She had a file in her hands and she talked as she came up to Bat-dude.

"Hey, I found that file you needed on the new villain we were fighting the other day-" She looked up and saw me.

"Not the time." Bat-dude ground out behind clenched teeth.

"Sorry, who is this?" She asked.

"Percy, Percy Jackson." I said before Bat-dude could get a word in. Her mouth dropped open at my words and she straightened her posture more. She turned to glare at Bat-dude.

"And why is he tied to a chair." Bat-dude flinched slightly at her glare, but he hid it well.

"He's a terrorist-" Before he could continue to accuse me, the woman interrupted.

"Bullshit." She said. Bat-dude let out a confused 'what?' so she repeated.

"Bull-shit." She said slower. "Let him go. Now." Bat-dude started to protest, but one more glare and he complied. Once the ropes around my body had been undone, I stood up and stretched.

"Thank you so much for the wonderful time, though I do hope that you don't treat all your guest like that, and that I never see you again! Have a great life Bat-dude!" I chirped and started following the woman out of the weird cave thing. I heard a faint 'It's Bat-Man!' but opted to ignore it as we took a couple of twists and turns before we got back out into the blinding light of the sun. We walked down the street a bit before the woman pulled me into an alley and turned to me. I got a better look at her. She looked to be about 27, had brown eyes and a well structured face.

"Your Percy Jackson" She blurted out before she could stop herself. Her cheeks went a little red.

"Yeah, thats me. You know, uh, things?" I asked, doing my best to hint at the Greek and Roman worlds. She nodded slowly.

"Uh, yeah. Your a huge deal where I'm from." She replied. I looked at her skeptically.

"Which is?" I questioned. What? I had to make sure she wasn't just a monster here to kill me. Now that I think about it though, I probably should have done that earlier.