"And why are you not going Agent Jackson?" Fury asked in a cool voice.
"I refuse to go." Percy growled and Fury growled also.
"You will go, no questions asked or so help me I will lock you in a cell with Stark until you beg me to go!" Fury threatened Percy who quickly nodded.
"I will go Director Fury! I say tomorrow at 3 should do!" Percy almost shouted showing everyone how much he actually hated Stark. Fury nodded his head and dismissed everyone after that.
Percy and Clint were seen in the hallway after that. Clint was in the air ducts and Percy was sitting in the vent opening with the vent cover in hand. When Captain came through the hallway and seeing Percy pull the vent to the air ducts and secure it in place, he sighed.
Percy was a lot like Clint and Natasha with a go with the flow attitude.
Steve then heard the alarm and the code Purple, which meant Clint, Natasha, or now Percy, were in the air ducts. Meaning they would be scolded by Fury for pulling a disappearing act again on the Helicarrier.---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The next afternoon the Avengers and Percy stood right inside the camp barrier as Percy informed them.
"Clint and Natasha will scout territory with Steve, there are a lot of very observant half gods, and Greek creatures called Satyr's and Nymphs. Do not enter the forest, it is stocked full of monsters and if you get caught you got hundreds of angry half gods of most all the gods on your tail." Percy warned and the three were off.
"Stark and Banner you two miserable ducks stick with me, we have a message to deliver and some half gods to anger." Percy chuckled and fixed his fingerless black gloves before heading down to the Big House.
Younger Demigods watched as the strange trio walked through the camp, Stark for once being silent and Percy in the lead without argument, Bruce looked slightly nervous, teenagers could be very aggravating.
When Percy reached the Big house he stuck a pair of dark sunglasses on to cover his eyes."so are we going inside this farm house or not?" Stark sighed, the man was impatient. Percy turned and growled at Stark before he took a deep breath and opened the front door and led the way into the Big House.
"Chiron?! You here Chiron?" Percy called out and Stark narrowed his eyes, the kid knew people here, and he was supposedly exiled from the place 5 years ago.
"One second my boy." The voice of an older man sounded deeper into the house. Percy sighed and sat down on one of the couches and beckoned Tony and Bruce to join him.
Bruce sat next to Percy while Stark took an armchair.
"What's the big deal about all this?" Stark blurted out and Percy tilted his head back to look at the ceiling.
"One of the crimes I was accused of to be exiled was almost killing the man you two are about to meet. The criminal left him covered in sea water and with broken legs, half drowned." Percy said sadly and Bruce now knew partly how hard it was for Percy to come back, a man he was accused of almost killing, he had to see again and face once more.
"I'm here now, what is your problem." a man with the lower half of a horse rounded the corner and Percy stood up and walked over to said half horse man as if he was not half horse.
"It's been a while, Chiron. I have come to deliver a message, nothing more, Nothing less. Could you call a counselor meeting, they all need to hear this message." Percy greeted the Centaur now dubbed Chiron, the Chiron he called for when he first entered the house.
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Exile (a PJO and Avengers Fanfiction)
FanfictionPerseus Jackson. Exiled from the world of the Greek and Romans for a crime he did not commit. That was when he was 18, That was 5 years ago. Meet Hurricane. A SHIELD assassin on par with the Black Widow and Hawkeye. Peace never lasts and this time...