Percy Jackson and The Avengers Crossover

Chapter 5

Fury POV:
"You mean to tell me, that two of my best agents, failed to secure a teenager?" I said, giving them my trademark glare.
Agent Romanov looked down in shame, leaving Clint to the excuses. Which he did brilliantly.
"The kid had skills though Director!"
"He caught my arrow mid-flight!"
"He's much better in hand to hand combat then we anticipated, which of course surprised us."
He kept going and going, until Agent Romanov kicked him in the shin.
"Whatever your reasons may be," I cast a pointed look at Agent Barton, "I want him secured as soon as possible. Assemble the Avengers if necessary."
With that they nodded and left my office. I sighed and returned to staring at files and evidence on some case I didn't care too much about at the moment. That kid is hiding something. I know he is.

Steve Rogers POV:
Well, this certainly was unexpected. When Natasha and Clint called the Avengers up for a new mission, I by no means assumed that our target would be a seventeen year old boy. Although, I must say, I'm impressed with his resourcefulness, this many felons and he's only seventeen? Wow.
I glanced around the room, it seemed everyone except Thor, who was currently absent taking care of business on Asgard, Natasha, and Clint had the same startled expression that I did.
"Nat. Clint. Our target is seventeen. Are you sure this is the right file? No mix ups?" Tony joked.
"Tony," I responded, "Take one look at the list of offences and tell me that you don't think this kid could be a terrorist."
Tony shrugged with a smirk, and Bruce piped up.
"You don't expect me to, um, hulk out, on this kid do you?"
"Not unless necessary," Natasha said with a slight hint of doubt in her voice, like it might actually be necessary.
"What she means Bruce, is no. Come on guys! Lighten up! We're the worlds mightiest heroes! We can take care of a kid without banging him up too badly!" Tony clapped his hands at his own statement. I suppose we shouldn't be this concerned, but something wasn't right here. There was one small piece of the puzzle I couldn't figure out, and it was nagging at me, telling me to look just a little harder, and by the others' mood and expressions, I had a feeling they felt it too.