The Fatal Deception (Percy Jackson/Avengers/Agents of SHIELD crossover)

Chapter 3 - Tests

Chapter 3 - Tests

I may have slightly adapted the original story to fit mine.

Percy

Heart pounding. Breath shaking. Nerves failing. Screams threatening.

I want to run. To get out. To be anywhere but here.

But a leader doesn't let fear show. I calm my thoughts and remember my few happy memories. Blue chocolate chip cookies. Kissing Annabeth. My friend Grover. The Stoll's pranks. Snippets of memories return with dreams like I am finding the pieces of a jigsaw. But without a picture I have no idea how they fit together. The come accompanied with thoughts and feelings, but a nothing more than fragments. Most are horrible and threatening but some are calm and fill me with joy. The terror left me almost as quick as it came. I strode into the room because half the torture is in the waiting. Or so I thought.

--- I am Time Skip, nice to meet you (2 days later) --

My screams echo round the room as the blood covered blade forces it's way through my shoulder. Black spots cloud my vision as the burning pain shots through my body. Just as I think I am going to pass out, as he repeats the next round of indetical questions.

"Who are you?"

"What are you?"

"Why did you blow up a strawberry field?"

"Are you a terrorist?"

"Who is Annabeth?"

The last one struck the hardest each time and in my dazed state a mumble something like "Go to Hades."

The previously clean, white tiled room and covered in red, and a pool of blood has formed at my feet. Maybe making me wait showered in my own metallic blood is also a type of torture.

-- Time Warp (3 days later) --

The song blasts through the hidden speaker system and the door slide open. He is standing there staring at me with his cold blue eyes. I try to glare back at him but the song is working it's way into my brain. Every time He comes in they play it and I have come to expect the worst. But for some reason today I am feeling strong, rebellious even.
He starts of by asking the questions.

"Who are you?"
"The love if your life, my blessed torturer." I reply. Veins start to pop out on his neck but I remain completely calm.

"What are you?"
"An American underage citizen being held without my parents knowledge." I see his hands begin to shake.

"Why did you blow up a strawberry field?"
"Dammit I meant to hit the raspberry one beside it. I really hate raspberries." His breathing become strained but he continues as normal.

"Are you a terrorist?"
"It depends. Are you aware I am 16?" Shock flys across his face but it quickly returns to an emotionless veneer. They passed my first test, they know hardly anything about me.

"I am the one asking questions here." Finally, success, a breaking the pattern. "Who is Annabeth?"
"No one anymore." My first honest reply, the second test I give to them. Do they know when I tell the truth?

I see suspicion in his eyes but only honest reflects in mine. He turns around and says, "What did I tell you about lying?"
That means two things. One - they don't know when I tell the truth. Two - I am about to be in a lot of pain.

The electricity charges through my body. The last thing I see is confusion etched on his face.

Sorry about this chapter I have never written anything like this before and am doing the best I can.

Please comment if you have any suggestions of how I can improve.