Different (Percy Jackson Superpower AU)

Episode 7: Kings of Theives

"Percy I needed this signed, yesterday."

"Percy, Ms. Dare wants to speak with you. She said it's urgent."

Percy, the new shipment of grappling hooks just arrived."

"Percy-"

"OH MY GODS." Percy Jackson grabbed his head trying to quell the pounding headache. The group of agents around him looked slightly startled at their director.

Percy was not cut out for this. He never handled any of this crap. He was used to handling mission reports and funding projects and general affairs with the government. He never had to worry about the paperwork before.

Then again he'd never been Annabeth-less before either.

"Oi!" A loud voice broke through the crowd surrounding Percy. Everyone moved aside to make room for Clarisse La Rue, head of training. "Morons, you know where to put the grappling hooks, signed papers need to be run through Gwen and Butch in Public Relations, and everything with Dare is flipping urgent--She can wait a day!"

The people nodded sharing looks.

"GO!" Clarisse bellowed (Though, that was really all she ever did). Everyone scattered leaving the hallway empty except for Percy and Clarisse. It was the first silence Percy had had since Annabeth had called it quits three days ago.

"Than-"

Clarisse jabbed a finger into Percy's chest, giving him a bruise, "Get yourself together, Prissy! Either learn what to do or go get Blondie back. I ain't gonna keep covering for you, got it?"

"I would go get Annabeth again, but no one knows where in Hell she is." Percy snapped, rubbing his temples, "Damnit, Annabeth!"

Clarisse snarled, "Better figure something out, Jackson. Or everything's going to follow her to Hell!" She drew back and crossed her arms, "Also, you made a mistake in my next mission. There's no way I'm teamed up with that reg, Chris Rodriguez."

Percy rubbed his eyes, "That was the one thing I didn't mess up today-"

That's when the Alarm sounded: a series of three horn calls repeated over and over again. Percy and Clarisse looked at each other and cursed.

"Intruder!" Percy scrambled towards the end of the hall drawing his pen-sword Riptide. The agents had scattered running around in an organized panic. Percy hoped the new recruits were following orders. Frank and Hazel had been hanging out in the training room sparing, and Piper was going to the forge to meet Leo last he saw her sparkling blue eyes.

He practically flew through the area towards the control room, where he would receive the report, Clarisse followed him with jeering yells to everyone else.

"What happened?" Frank appeared with Hazel in tow right next to them, easily keeping pace. Percy didn't know why he expected them to be somewhere else. 

Percy sighed, "No clue."

"All I saw were two guys with sandy brown hair," Hazel said. "Then they was gone!"

Percy and Clarisse stopped, mid-pace. "Did you say sandy brown hair?"

Hazel and Frank nodded obviously confused. The other two agents cursed so fierce Frank had to cover poor Hazel ears.

"The Box Office." Clarisse said. Percy nodded and they changed course sharply without bothering to explain. Percy jumped down a staircase and bounded towards the second to last door on the thirty fifth floor.

He threw the door open to find a boy maybe a year or two younger than him sitting at a computer typing ferociously. Percy grabbed him by his collar and dragged him from the computer at sword point. Clarisse ran past them into the long hall of boxes that looked all the same except for a number code on the bottom left corner. There was the sound of a scuffle, something heavy was dropped. When Clarisse came back she was dragging a slightly older boy with a black eye by his ear and she tossed him against the wall opposite to the other intruder.