Random Percy Jackson (DISCONTINUED)

Crossover- Sherlock Chapter 3

Sorry I didn't update once more yesterday from fans suggestion I was watching The Flash as I already saw Arrow, I finished Flash season 1 (there is only 1 season until October) and am currently going to try and watch Gotham. Please give me any more suggestions of Crossovers you may want, please, don't be shy I love hearing comments and talking to you guys.

Percy's P.O.V

I didn't think the mercenaries would find me this fast as I heard the alarm for the fire escape go off.

I quickly got my backpack and ran toward another exit that hadn't gone off, the fire escape and the main elevator alarm went off and I used a small makeshift screen and used it to check the security cameras that I barely had time to install.

The main elevator showed the mercenaries but what was interesting was that the two people coming from the fire escape didn't look like mercenaries and with a quick thought I sent a morse code message to get the hell out of there.

Hopefully they understood morse code.

I ran out of the room and quickly calculated the time until the elevator got to this floor and quickly timed myself to the back exit where the stairs were.

I slide down the railing of the stairs and was at the bottom quickly but as I reached there the two men that were at the fire escape saw me and I quickly ran the opposite way as the one that was shorter yelled for me to stop.

Did he really think that was going to work?

I ran with as much energy as I could and pushed the back door open and ran threw the alleyway that was behind the building where I was currently located.

Quickly making my way to the fence that was blocking the alley to the street I was just almost over it when the two men burst threw the door and took off toward me.

With a pull up I was over the fence and quickly gave them a smile and two finger salute as I took off right and didn't stop until I knew they were gone.

I was panting hard and was trying to catch my breath when something grabbed the collar of the hoodie I was wearing, "Hey!" I shouted and looked up.

It was the taller man, "If your down now, maybe we can talk." He said

"What do you want." I said grabbing my hoodie away from his grip, I wasn't going to run unless I was in immediate danger.

Well I mostly stayed because of the analysis of the shorter man wearing a plaid shirt with a light jacket over it.

The guy looked ex-military but he wasn't the fighter, maybe a medic. It would make sense as he seemed to take in my appearance.

I don't know why but I trusted the ex-military more than the one that was slightly harder to read but by the way the military guy was lecturing the taller one.

I say the taller one does things that a normal person probably wouldn't do, he also seemed to be subjecting me with critical eyes.

"Is this a staring contest." I snapped at the older man. Don't blame me but I barely got any sleep the other night and I was cranky.

The military guy coughed but I knew he was covering a laugh, "What exactly do you want." I asked again folding my arms over my chest and scowled.

"We want to help you." The military guy finally said

I looked down thinking about options, "How can you help me?" I asked

"Your uncle can help you." The taller one said

That perked me up and made me narrow my eyes, "And how do I know you don't want me dead too."

Before the shorted one could talk the taller one said, "Why don't you tell us seeing as how you already valuated us."

"Sherlock he's only 9, what could he tell about us." The shorter one said and to just prove him wrong I started talking.

"Your ex-military but not in the field if I had to make an educated guess you were one of the medics. You were shot. Afghanistan? You and your sibling don't see eye to eye, your sibling is divorced and doesn't live here.

You only met him a bit ago yet you stick with him despite how annoying he is. Right handed but that isn't hard to get, you were in a relationship that ended." I said with giving a humph and crossover my arms once more to prove a point as the taller one smirked a bit but it disappeared, "How?" The shorter one asked

I raised an eyebrow, "I've been told I have a keen eye and smarter than I look." I said

Just then the mercenaries rounded the corner and shouted in another language, Russian really, and I knew instantly I need to go, "Gotta run." I said and took off running before the two men could stop me.