Percy Jackson Meets The MCU

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Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. All characters belong to Rick Riordan, Marvel Studios, and Sony respectively.

Tony POV

"FRIDAY, get me to the Empire State Building," I said as I put on the Iron Man suit.

"Right away, Mr. Stark. It will take about 10 minutes 24 seconds."

"Alright, let's get those teenagers." I said to myself as I blasted into the air through the door that I put in at our new headquarters. It was getting annoying having to constantly rebuild things when I flew through them.

30 minutes earlier

"Alright team," said Fury. "These are your next targets." He threw eight files down onto the table. We all started shuffling through them and passing them around.

I picked one up. The first page read:

Name:

Leonidas Valdez

Age:

16

Sex:

Male

Mother:

Esperanza Valdez - deceased

Father:

Unknown

Date of Birth:

July 7

Place of Birth:

Houston, Texas, USA

Charges:

1. International Terrorism (That's a thing, right? Sorry if it isn't)

2. Multiple accounts of arson

3. Destruction of public property

This kid must be a hell of a troublemaker, I thought. I turned the page to reveal what looked like a school picture of a relatively scrawny Latino kid with a crooked smile and a mischevious glint in his eyes. I picked up another file for a Piper McLean. She was the same age, but her date and place of birth were unkown. Her mother was unknown, and her father was Tristan McLean. Hey! He's that famous actor that went missing last winter! I thought again. She was being charged for the same things, too, but instead of 'arseny', it said 'theft'. BOTH of these kids are terrorists?

After a minute or two, Natasha said, "You want us to go after a bunch of kids..."

"No, I want you to go after a bunch of terrorists," Fury explained. "These kids all have records. The one we know the least about is him." He slid one of the files to the middle of the table, and Natasha immediately snatched it.

"Nico di Angelo," she read aloud. "Age, assumed around 14."

She raised her eyebrows and looked up at Fury. "Assumed?"

"Just keep reading, Romanov," Fury ordered.

"Okay, then," she answered. "Sex, male. Mother, Maria di Angelo - deceased. Father, unknown. Date of birth, January 28, 1924?! Excuse me, Fury?"

"Keep reading."

She huffed. "Place of birth, Venice, Italy. Charges: 1. International terrorism 2. Destruction of public property 3. Identity theft. Okay, I'm done," she said, dropping the file on the table. We all sat in silence for a few seconds before she realized what she had just read. "Wait, you're accusing a 14 year old of identity theft?"