Agent Jackson The Man The Myth The Legend

Chapter 1- A New Job

I do not own Marvel Percy Jackson or any related characters. I changed the timeline just a bit. Percy still has multiple months till he turns 17.

Percy Jackson

I was sitting in central park by myself. I could not believe it. Everyone was dead. My family, my friends. Yet I was still alive. They all risked their lives for me, and now I can't even say thanks.

It has been two weeks since the war ended. I had stuff at camp I had to do. It was time consuming and boring. As soon as I was free I left camp. Everything there reminded me of my family. I could not stand it. So I left. I have no idea if I will ever go back.

I was sitting there, trying to figure out what to do. I had no place to live, no food, no money, and I was under age. Nothing was looking good for me right now.

A man in a suit sat down next to me. "Afternoon" he said to me, I just nodded. "Shouldn't you be in school young man?" He asked me.

Crap.

"Um, so the thing is, I just got back from a cruise, and me and my family stopped here to stetch ore legs. We don't live in New York." I smiled at myself mentally, it was a good explanation.

"Where is your family?" The man asked.

"They went for a walk. I wanted to think."

He nodded, "You say your not from here?" I shook my head, "You have a strong acent for someone not from New York."

I smiled sheepishly, "I got nothing"

The man held out his hand, "Phil Coulson, I work for SHEILD. We know who you are Mr. Jackson, and who your family is. We would like to offer you a job."

"What?"

"You know, a job. A place you go to work for exchange of money. We would love to have you with us."

"Yeah, why would I say yes?"

"Because, you are underage, have no living relatives, and have a long criminal record. If you don't want to end up in the system, or jail, I suggest you take my offer."

"Right, and what, exactly, is SHIELD?"

TIME SKIP

"So you are telling me, that a secret government agency wants me to work for them. Knowing fully well that I am a demigod, and having seen my crimanl record!"

"Yes, that is correct." Coulson told me.

"All right I except."

"Great, let's go introduce you to the director."

TIME SKIP
THREE YEARS LATER
PERCY IS NOW A LEVEL 4 AGENT
PERCY IS 19

"Agent Jackson, you are needed in Coulson's office." Miria Hill's voice rang through my com.

"On my way."

As I headed to Phil's office I had a emotionless mask on my face. Most people assume I am a higher up agent, but I am just a four.

I learned at camp that if you want respect, you have to hold yourself a certain way. I act like higher ranking agents, and I am taken more seriously.

I walk into Phil's office. He has been a mentor, trainer, and almost father figure to me.

"What's up?" I ask.

"You have a new partner." He siad without looking up, knowing how I will react.

"What now? You know I work alone! I dont want others in my way, and I don't t want others in danger."

"Calm down, he is a demigod."

"What, who is he?"

"Clint Barton, Roman son of Apollo."

"From camp Jupiter?"

He nodded.

"Age?"

"17"

"Does he know who he is working with?"

"No"

"Phil, if he starts freaking out when he sees me,"

"Calm down, not everyone is that crazy about you."

"Thanks. When is he coming?"

"10 minutes. He is meeting you here."

I shighed and flopped down in a chair. I sat in an odd position, with my legs over the arm rest, and my feet in another chair.

"Percy, please do not destroy my office."

I sighed and sat correctly.

"Thanks" Coulson said. I nodded.

A few minutes later the door opened. In walked a clear son of Apollo. He had dark blonde hair. Medium height. Archer build, (not to mention the bow and quiver on his back). He had bright blue eyes, that had a playful look in them.

He wore traditional SHIELD clothes. I never bothered to got the traditional way. I wore black jeans, a white button up (sometimes replaces by a t-shirt) and a leather jacket.

I stood up, as did Phil.

"You must be Clint Barton. I'm Percy Jackson, your new partner."

He looked surprised for a moment, but quickly covered it up. He shook my hand.

"I take it you are The Percy Jackson?" He asked.

I smirked, "The one and only."

Phil pushed my shoulder slightly, and gave me a look telling me to behave. I just smirked again.

"I'm agent Phil Coulson."

"Nice to meet both of you."

"Come on kid, let's see what you got?"