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Crossovers (part 2)

Knowledge needed to read this: MCU and my HOO fanfics.

In an AU where Annabeth dies in the Giant War. Percy, thinking that two of his best friends are dead, not knowing Leo was alive, thinks that the prophecy didn't come true and everything was for a waste, and accidentally winds up in the MCU. He fits in with the Avengers and becomes a secret operative for them, and this is when Thea realizes he's in an alternate universe and goes to get him back.

Nick Fury's POV

I didn't exactly approve of Stark's new base for the Avengers, but he did clean it up nicely, I'll give him that. So when Stark brought an 18-year-old kid to me and told me that he could be useful, I trusted him. Who would have known how useful and powerful he was, and what a mess he would bring with him.

This kid was Percy Jackson. He didn't exist anywhere on the internet, no birth certificate, no family records, nothing. It was like he just appeared out of nowhere, which is what Stark claims that he did. But he was smart, powerful, skilled, a perfect soldier, so I let it slide then, asking Barton and Romanoff to keep an eye on him. Even with their skill-sets, I wasn't sure if Jackson got out of control, we could contain him.

He was a well-built man, and looks Romanoff described as 'cute and scruffy.' He held himself like he was nothing, like he was broken, but he radiated the sense of leadership that Rogers often displayed. There was a fire in his eyes that couldn't be snuffed out. He had a dark hair, tanned skin and unusual sea green eyes. Those definitely weren't natural.

He, like the Maximoff twins, had powers, but his seemed to be ingrained in his DNA, not a result of experimentation. Stark called it hydrokinesis. The ability to manipulation water particles and bend them to his will. He was also capable of talking to fish and equestrian creatures like horses, but despite all these abilities, he had several mental issues.

ADHD and dyslexia. Jackson claimed that the ADHD helped him concentrate in a battle, but I wasn't so sure. After a physical examination, Rogers explained to me that he was as fast as he or any other super soldier was, and although not as strong, he could still hold his own and even beat the Captain.

There was one more thing I found concerning about him. He couldn't be seen on any digital device. When Wilson looked through his visor, he was non-existent. When Stark and Rhodes looked through their interfaces, he was invisible. Not even a heat signature. The digital world seemed to be intent on making him non-existent. Thankfully, this was a perfect ability for a spy, and that was what we trained him to be.

He was a warrior with a fiery heart. We taught him to dim the flames and be icy cold. He was a shining star. We taught him to hide his light and be the soulless dark. It wasn't easy, but we did it.

Even if he refused to tell us his past.

According to Barton, he screamed when he slept. He yelled names in an unknown language and cried when we woke him. His back was covered in scars, and so was the rest of his body. There was so much scar tissue on him, it was unlike anyone else we had seen. Not even Romanoff, a former Russian spy, had as much scars as him.

So when a girl that looked so similar to him, with the same tanned skin and dark hair, managed to evade all security measures and just appear in the cafeteria, we immediately locked her up.

SHIELD protocol.

She had a green leather jacket on, a dark grey top, black leggings and thigh-high heeled boots. A silvery gray shawl was around her neck, and with that look she looked like a normal teenager.

I walked in to the holding room which held her, who didn't even seem surprised with her handcuffs cuffed to the tabletop. "Who are you?"

"The only thing I will say to you is that I will only talk to Percy Jackson." She said, steely calm. When I looked at her now, I realized that her eyes, unlike Jackson's, were silvery. Not gray. Silver. There was still that underlying sea green color to it, but silver at the same time. How was that possible?