The Avengers : The Hero's Deceit

A New Stark

Coulson's pov:

As a SHEILD agent , I have done many things, been in different situations. When Director Fury asked me to babysit a dying billionaire I never thought I would see such a sight....

"What are you doing Mr. Stark?"
"What do you think? Can't you see?",he snarked.
"Why are you crying?"
"Well i wouldn't cry if my long lost sister whom i chased away years ago died with her husband and daughter without knowing that i am sorry."

Well look who's sarcastic.

"Is there any family she left behind?"

He drank the rest of the scotch in his glass.

"Sally had a son too... Still minor"
"Then why are you wasting away here go to him this instant Tony, oh my god that poor boy must be broken! Get up now and be a man Tony or I'll swear to god that you would wish you listened to me!"

Well note to self never piss off miss Potts.

"Well hello miss Potts."
"Thank you for looking after him Phil... He can be a handful at times."

Stark sobered up a bit .

"Let's go get my nephew... "

..................curse you Kronos..................

When we got to the NYPD , Officer Walters - the man in-charge of this case - came to us and debriefed us on the situation.

Apparently Selene Stark ran away from her home aged 7 and was put up for adoption.

Later James and Estelle Jackson adopted her and thus became Selene Jackson. Then due to a plane crash young Sally was orphaned again.

She was handed over to her uncle to live with until she can sustain herself. After some years her aunt died of cancer. Just before she started collage her uncle died of Cancer. Leaving her with no money, family or diploma.

Then her life had a huge turn it seems. Ms. Jackson was reported pregnant and gave birth to a healthy baby boy whose father she never mentioned. Report says that he was lost at sea.

Then after 5 years or so she married a man named Gabriel Ugliano who went missing a few years ago and is presumed dead.

Later she married yet again to a man named Paul Blofis. Both of them had a daughter named Estelle Blofis who was only a year old before they got murdered.

At that point Stark seemed tense.

Soon we were lead down the hall to a small waiting room. There on the bench sat a figure. He had a swimmer's build, wearing tattered blue jeans with age old blood stains, a burgundy t-shirt and a black hoodie with a large hood and gold trimmings. Overall the figure looks dark gloomy and sadistic. He was staring blankly at the tiles.

Officer Walters gestured us to sit.

"Mr. Jackson, my name is Michael Walters. I am here to ask you certain questions about a certain matters. I hope you'll answer me truthfully?"

Silence

"Well let's start from the beginning just to make sure you are not dangerous."

The boy, Jackson, scoffed.

"You had a knack of getting in trouble even from a very young age didn't you? For starters, why did you push your class into a shark tank?"

Stark brightened.

"I am dyslexic. When that man asked me to pull on the lever with door written on it , I got confused."

His voice was hoarse as if he is just recovering from screaming out loud for days.

"Ok so what happened with the canon Mr. Jackson? Did you aim for your bus?"
"I was really young. Do you really think I aimed for the bus?"
"During sixth grade, you were rumoured to be delusional. What do you think about it?"
"You see it all started at the field trip. You know I kind of have a natural sense of justice. My best friend being bullied is not one of them. I was on edge and well I got angry and pushed the bully into a fountain. And you can guess how much I was chewed out. With all that and exams and dyslexia, I was quite a lot frustrated."
"Oh I see. Care to explain the whole kidnapping-your-mother scenario?"

He looked offended and sighed. He raised his head and looked directly into the officers eyes. That was when I got a look at his face. Perfect tan, thin  pink yet dry lips, high cheekbones. All in all he could pass for a model. Yet those were not the most beautiful thing about his face. No , it was his eyes. A vivid mix of green and blue: sea green eyes with specks of gold. GOLD. And that was not all. It looked like it was broken like glass. And it seems to be swirling like a hurricane. Mesmerizing.

"Look officer , you can accuse me of anything. Anything but that. Who in their right mind would accuse a twelve year old of kidnapping his own mother?" He spat.

Boy was he angry. What would have happened if he was the hulk?

"Ok sorry. But wasn't it you who destroyed the arch?

He sighed again.

"Did the ones who accused of such a thing notice a lady and her dog? Or did they just omit that fact?"
"No Mr. Jackson, we did consider her but she was old."
"So what you can go on and accuse me? I was twelve for Pete's sake!! You can consider old ladies but not young children?"

It was a bad idea to question him about his mother. But Stark's enjoying.

"Calm down kid. Ok so who was it? How did you survive that dive?"
" My mother and I were kidnapped by my psychotic cousin who worked for some organization. They used my mother to get me to behave. They did things... Well we escaped... I guess it was something they did to me that saved me."
"Next year you destroyed your school gym."
" It was the transfer students. We were playing dodge ball but those idiots used bowling balls. The gym was bound to be destroyed"
"There was another student with you?"
"Tyson. He is a distant relative of my dad."
"Your father ?"
"He was lost at sea even before I was born. His half-brother took me in. He runs a summer camp."
"Ok so I what about the other incidents?"
"Well till a year I was hunted by this organisation. Later I found out that one of my aunts were involved too. I trusted her and she betrayed me. They.... Did things. Experiments. I left with a group of my friends. They too were like me. They caught us but I..I..but I saved them. They were released. But then they cornered me again and th-they, th-they destroyed me. They ripped me apart. Constant pain. When i finally had enough... When I came back mom......"

He schooled his emotions like an assassin. A great poker face. Yet his eyes and voice portrayed his true emotions.

"It's ok Mr. Jackson. You are hereby cleared of all charges. I hope you know about your uncle. You are still a minor therefore you must stay with him to finish your education and can sustain yourself. Ok?"
"Well good day Mr. Stark?"
"Jackson"
"No, nephew. If you want to keep the name, keep it but a Stark would be added to it."
"Whatever"
"What's your name kiddo?" Stark smirked.
"My name is Perseus Theseus Achilles 'percy' Jackson-Stark."