lost (Hawkeye)

Chapter 14

I changed everyone's age a little bit.

Percy: 23 years
Tony: 30 years
Natasha: 28 years
Bruce: 31 years
Steve: 91 years
Thor: (Appearance ca. 27 Years)
Clint:  28 years
Nico: 20 years
Will: 23 years
Thalia: 28 years (physically 16 years)
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Percy:

"Hello, Mr. Pirat. " I looked him in the face without expression. With his new nickname, slight resentment flushed over his face, but this was quickly hidden behind a professional mask. He sat across from me and looked at me. I looked back.
"What's your name?"
"Don't you have a file with everything important about me?" I looked at him defiantly. When he kept on starring at me, I sighed and rolled my eyes. "Well than my name is Sparrow, Jack Sparrow", mimicking his introduction. He grimaced, yet didn't take his eyes off of me"My name is none of your business. "
He sighed softly. "Miss Harper, it would help all of us if you just told us what we want to know. "
"My name is not Harper and I don't know what to tell you about. "
Now he looked completely annoyed, I think I would not be any different, if I had to do this every day. "Why did you kill those people?" I looked up, surprised. "I don't know what you're talking about, I didn't kill anyone. "
"Wait here. " With these words he got up and left.
Now I was alone again, it seemed to me as if I had been sitting here for 5 hours, but probably it were only 5 minutes. I knocked a melody on the table and hummed quietly.
That's when Fury came back in, this time he was holding my bag. He put them on the table between us and took out my things. First my clothes, he just put them on the table without looking at them. Then came the cornucopia, he raised his eyebrows and looked at me questioningly. "It's a souvenir from a friend, it's a memory from  Greece. " He nodded and dropped it. Then came my drachmas. Before he could ask, I said, "It's Greek money, I was in Greece with some friends and I haven't brought it to the bank yet. " He put money on the table and pulled a dagger out of my pocket. Shit, I was wondering what he might see. He raised his eyebrows. "Why do you have a baton in your pocket?" So a baton. . . I thought for a moment. "You never know when you'll need something like that. " So it went on, I didn't have much left with me, a few books in Greek, a monster-safe cell phone that Leo had invented so that demigods could make calls, even more guns, which was not easy to explain, and some nectar and ambrosia.
"We'll see each other again soon", with these words he packed up my weapons and walked out of the room, I packed the rest, including the horn, back into my bag and threw it my shoulder. Mr. Colman came and lead me back to my cell, where I immediately fell asleep after a hot shower.

Next day:

A loud gong ripped me out of my sleep. I was startled and looked around, confused, I surveyed my surroundings until everything came back to me. I sank back into my pillow, but not without noticing that I had slept through, without having any nightmares that night, which was quite rare for me after the war. When Mr. Colman knocked on the door and yelled at me to get up, I went to my bathroom where I showered and then put on a thin white sweater and dark blue jeans. Ten minutes later, Colman came into my room and dragged me by my arm into a dining room. This room was already full of agents and in addition to them, other prisoners were already there. Colman pushed me to the buffet, where he passed me a tray. There were two buffets, one with a wide selection for the agents and one with only the basics for the prisoners. I wasn't very hungry, so I took a sandwich with peanutbutter and some water. After Colman had helped himself, he led me to the prisoner's table.

As I sat down I noticed many astonished looks resting on me. Of course, who wouldn't look strange when a woman sits in the middle of criminals, accused of things as murder, rape and way worse?

Next to me sat a man who had stared at me for too long for my taste. I gave him a nasty look and slipped a little further away. Then he grinned at me and got even closer. I couldn't go further without sitting on the lap of the person to my left. So I just sat there and threw my best I-can-and-will-kill-you-if-you-get-any-closer at him. I guess I'll have to ask Nico to give me detention, concering death glares, sincehe only took it as an invitation to get closer. When he tried to pull me on his lap and slide his hand under my shirt, I had enough. I slapped him in the face while twisting his finger. "Keep your damn hands to yourself or  you  won't have any more hands to keep to yourself!"I hissed before turning my attention back to my food. But my seating neighbor didn't like my threat  and pushed me off the bench. At least he tried, but I took  his hand and twisted again his wrist, this time with more force. Now the agents noticed something was wrong and turned to us just in time to see another prisoner dragging me off the bank. Frightened I let go of my wrist and promptly I got a kick in the side, I gasped slightly, jumped up and focused on the threats in front of me.

It was Colman, he grinned at me and tried to pull my legs away, but I just jumped up and so he missed me. I glared at him and wanted to sit back down when I suddenly got a blow in the back. "What the heck are you doing, I can't even eat in peace, can I !?" I yelled at Colman.

"Actually you can't, you just broke the wrist of a prisoner." I took a step back and looked at Mr. Can't keep my hands to myself. And it was right, his hand was in a weird ankel. I should feel sorry, since I wasn't planning on breakinng his wrist, but deep innside of me, I knew he deservedit.

"He started." I said,  crossing my arms in front of my chest. "Nonetheless, there are rules for everything, that discipline the ones that broke them. You harmed someone: attempted murder." My eyes widened, that was bullshit, were ws breaking someones wrist attempted murder?! He cotinued. "You disobeied, you put others at risks and so on and on." He grinned smugly at me. Meanwhile, the entire hall had turned to us and looked at me. I heard footsteps behind me and looked around. There I saw the agents that saved me from Hydra standing in front of me.