Widow's Child (Fem Percy Jackson and Avengers Crossover)

Chapter 4

Clint was not having a good day. Not only was he on a ship falling out of the sky, but an asssassin was walking around the ship and the said assassin would probably be mad at him for losing her daughter.

He was currently walking through the underbelly of the ship, triyng to get to the engine, where Steve and Tony were having trouble getting it online.

He could tell Nat was approaching behind him, so he waited a bit until there was room, then attacked. Him and Nat trained together all the time, they were pretty simliar in hand to hand, however, his strong suit was range fighting. 

A flurry of kicks, punches, and other went flying, no one able to tell what party was throwing what.

After about fifteen minutes, Clint was glad Thor had finally found his way into the fight. Thor may have not have been anywhere near the spies' level of combat, but he was a help, as little as it was.

Thor would occasionally jump into the fight, swinging him hammer uselessly as Nat would dodge it. It was a good distraction though.

Over at the engines, Tony and Steve were just barely geting it working. 

Tony was flying along, pushing it along its path, gaining speed so it could start again.

Knocked over from the fight, Steve was hanging on to a cable, trying to get back up to the controls.

The propellor had picked up enough speed to carry its weight in no time.

"Cap hit the lever." Tony comanded.

Steve was stlil hanging on. "I need a minute here." He requested, pulling himself up slowly.

"Lever, now!"

Steve had just pulled himself up when one of the enemies started openning fire.

Back in the turbine, the blades were going fast enough to out run Tony. He was pushed against the blade behind him, and had just enough time to think 'uh oh' before being caught up in the rotation.

As he was bouncing around, Cap pulled the lever, releasing him from the blades.

He managed to catch himself, despite the broken suit, an he shot off towards towards the man attacking Steve, takling him before his suit blinked out and he passed out.

On the ground, there were more difficulties. 

Percy had woken up in a feild to see a smoking builing in the distance. It was a small farmhouse, with no other structures for mile. There was also a man who looked like those Generals and Captains her mom got to boss around. Those times were always fun to watch. There were also a multitude of soldiers from the army, but they were just standing still.

The man noticed her awake and walked over to her. "Don't worry sweetie. The mean monster is being taken care of. Do you know where your parents are?" He said.

Percy could tell the man was evil. She saw the glint in his eyes when he mentioned Bruce. Obviously, she didn't trust him, so she did as Clint taught her. 

You are a poopoo butt face and Bruce is a good man and I want my mom and you are still stupid. I hate you and I need to go find Bruce or someone to take me home. She signed extremely quickly, her lip trembling and her eyes gaining tears quickly.

It took all she had to not respond to his ridiculous face. She had to play stupid innnocent child until someone came to get her. 

In the distance, the famous roar of Hulk sounded over the hills. A bounding sound came as well, getting louder and louder.

The man looked around, and commanded his men to raise their weapons.

"We must contain the beast before he does anymore damage!" He shouted over the rukus. The men looked nervous, clearly regretting their choice of career.

After one final bound, the Hulk was standing infront of Percy, blocking her from any attck the men might launch.

"Hulk protect little Spider!" He roared, starteling the troops assembled before him. 

The girl stuck her tounge out at the mean man before the Hulk scooped her up again and boundec away, going to find a safe place to hide away.

Back on the ship, one of the other minions, seeing as the Black Widow was busy, went up to get Loki out. 

He was about halfway back when the two heard a weapon charging up behind them.

"Turn around." Coulson demanded, brandshing the gun in front of him.

The minion stayed facing the same way, completely still, while Loki turned around with a evil gleam in his eyes.

"You know," the agent commented, "Even I don't know how this-" He was interrupted by the spear sticking out of his chest, "works..." He crumped to the ground as Loki removed the point from the man's chest.

In a hallway just a bit down, Clint was starting to make progress. 

Nat, tired from fighting the mind control and him and Thor, was starting to slow down a bit. She went to strike Clint again when the god of thunder got a lucky hit, clipping the side of her head with his fist.

She fell to the ground before getting slowly back up.

"Clint?" she asked.

Said man noticed her still blue eyes and got the final hit, knocking her down.

"Nice work man of Hawkes." Thor slapped him on the back, and he fell over as well, flat on his face.

Loki and the minion started making their way out as Coulson called out to him.

"You're going to lose."

The minion continued on, but Loki turned around slowly.

"Am I?" He asked.

"It's in your nature," Coulson replied.

The god of mischeif took a step closer, "Your heroes are scattered. Your flosting fortress falls from the sky. Where is my disadvantage?" 

He was three feet away from the agent now, walking like a freeman just out of jail.

"You lack conviction."

"I don't think I'm the one-"

He was cut off by the gun firing, launching him through several walls, leaving Coulson alone in the room.

"So," he wheezed, "that's what it does."