My family, the Avengers ( An Avengers/ Percy Jackson Crossover)

Avengers Arc : Recruiting

├ Somewhere in Russia ┤

With a hard smack and a grunt of pain, Natasha sat tied up in a chair. She knew this job would be easy, she's done it many times before. All she had to do was play along and she'd everything she needed. He spoke in russian, an easy language to understand seeing as how it's her native tongue. "I know how you wanted this evening. Believe me this is better." She replied to him.

One of the men that worked for Luchkov leaned her chair back above the pit behind her as Luchkov spoke. "Does he think we have to go through him to move our cargo?"

" I thought General Solohob is incharge of the export business." Natasha said as the man placed her on the ground again. Feinting to be oblivious was the only way to get him to give her all she needed, again really easy. What wasn't really easy though was the pit behind her. One wrong move and she could go falling who knows how many floors down. Luchkov, at a slow pace, moved to her. "Solohob. A bagman, a front. Your out dated information betrays you." He smirks at her, one that he believes that he has the upperhand. "The famous Black Widow is just another pretty face."

"You think I'm pretty?" She quips at him which wasn't a good thing to do since a thug grabbed her face examining her. With his thumb and forefinger, he puts pressure on her cheeks, opening her jaw. Luchkov waltzed over to a table that held different tools, used for torture. "Tell Lermentov we don't need him tomove the tanks. Tell him he is out.Well..." He picks up a pair of pliers. "...You may have to write it."

He walks to her with the pliers but is stopped by one of the thugs phone ringing. He looks curiously at the caller, not knowing who it was. Answering the phone about to speak before getting cut off. "It's for her."

"You listen carefully-"Luchkov says intimidatingly but get cut off by the american agent on the phone. "You're at 1- 14 Silensky Plaza, 3rd floor. We have an F-22 exactly eight miles out. Put the woman on the phone or I will blow up the block before you can make the lobby." He takes the phone off his ear and looks scaredly at the phone before handing it to her

"We need you to come in." Agent coulson tells Natasha. She glares furiously at the ground, "Are you kidding? I'm working."

"This takes precedence."

"I'm in the middle of an interrogation, and this moron is giving me everything." Luchkov looked to his thugs asking if he was. Natasha glares at him to shut up.

"Barton's been compromised." She stops. Worry fills her mind for her best friend, and hopefully not Percy since he was with him at SHIELD. Natasha loves Percy as if he was her son, though she can't have any children, Percy is her child. Biological or not. "Percy got hurt, badly."

"Let me put you on hold." She looks at Luchkov to take the phone and when he does she slams her foot in his junk and head butts him, knowing that he'll stay down while she deals with the thugs. She stands up and, with the chair still tied to him, kicks at the first thug who swung at his fist.

After a few minutes of fighting and Coulson politely waiting for Natasha to return to the phone, Natasha wraps a chain around Luchkov's foot and lets him dangle over the pit. The backup broken and bloodied─and unconscious─ are scattered across the floor, with Natasha as the victor. Grabbing her shoes and the phone that was feel to the ground she continued their conversation. "Where's Barton now?"

"Don't know," Agent coulson answers.

"What about Percy?"

"Alive and in the med bay, he got hurt pretty badly. But luckily he was with the director, so nothing too bad happened to him. We'll brief you on everything when you get back, and we need you to get the big guy."