Leave Me Alone (a Percy Jackson story)

3: Escape

Natasha's POV:

I'm not sure why, but I felt the need to check out the gravestones that girl was looking at. So I went over and read the words on it. It read, 'Perseus Echo Jackson'. Underneath that it had three Greek omegas, beneath that it said, 'Forgive Us', and below that there was some small, sloppy, lettering that I couldn't read. Then I made it out, it said, 'I forgive you'. 

The other said, 'Annabeth Olivia Chase', under this one there were three Greek letters. I didn't know which letters they were, but I knew they were Greek. Beneath those it said, 'Hopefully reunited with her love'.

I went over and told Steve and Tony what the gravestones said, then I was going to help them carry the kid to the helicarrier, but found they didn't need help. In fact, only Tony was carrying him. 

"This kid feels like he hasn't eaten in months! Let's order some pizza tonight!"

Percy's POV:

I woke up to Tony Stark's face an inch from mine. 

I shrieked and would've fallen off the bed if I hadn't been tied to it by my wrists and ankles. 

Tony laughed, "Calm down kid! I'm not that ugly!" 

"Where am I?" I panted. "What do you want? Who are you? What's going-"

"Kid! Slow down! One question at a time. First of all, you are at S.H.I.E.L.D. Second, we are the avengers. Third, we want you, obviously. And fourth, how do you not know me? Are you, like, isolated at home or something? Do you not have TV?" 

I just glared at him. 

"O...k..., I'll change the subject. Um, you are at S.H.I.E.L.D. because we believe you're a threat and bla bla bla. Oh, and something about not knowing what you were and doing experiments. I don't really pay attention at the meetings."

Just then, someone else walked into the room. I remembered her as one of my kidnappers and tried to scramble away from her, but the keyword in that sentence is tried. To scramble away from someone is quite hard to do when you are tied to a bed. The strap that held my left leg broke from the strain and my knee flew up, hitting me in the eye. The second strap, which belonged to my right leg, held fast and dug into my skin, causing me to scream in pain. 

Natasha, I believe that was her name, rushed over and undid the straps on my wrists and right ankle. I sprang out of bed, going for the window. Since they didn't know about my wings, they possibly thought that if I jumped out the window, I would fall to my death, not escape. So they probably didn't worry about it. 

I crashed through the window and fell thirty stories before ripping my backpack off and slowing myself down with my wings. Because it was night and I was already thirty stories down before I let out my wings, they most likely didn't see them. At least, I hope they didn't.

3rd Person:

Natasha and Tony watched in horror as the kid crashed through the window. He would never survive the fall. 

"What the heck made him do that? Tony asked. 

Natasha ignored him and crept toward the window. She looked out and saw...nothing? What? "Where did he go? He can't possibly be alive." Natasha said. 

Tony looked out the window as Natasha left to get Fury. 

"What are you, kid?" he whispered.