Chapter 8 - Last Time

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Chapter 8 - Last Time

Percy doesn't know about the avengers, or that Fury is alive.

Percy

This was it.

The last kill.

After this SHIELD will be destroyed and I will disappear.

My target, Phil Coulson, head of SHIELD and anyone I need to kill to get to him.

It's funny the one thing everyone says to me before I cut their throat is, "Why?"

And I always answer, "You made me like this. You made me lose hope."

Nobody ever tells you what giving up hope is like. It is like you are falling down a bottomless pit, going deeper and deeper into darkness. Friends and family are screaming for help all around, yet no one is beside you.

And if you try to get your hope back. It is like climbing up the smooth, steep walls of the pit, dragging yourself up on nothing. Often there is a hand to help but it falls away before you reach it. And as you look up to see how far you have to go, you see nothing but darkness and despair so you let go, knowing it is easier.

That is what SHIELD did to me. They made me emotionless. A stone cold murderer, without even trying.

So that is what I do to them. I show them what they made.

And ohh how they despair when I am the last thing the see.

The last voice they hear.

I have killed 267 people. Coulson will be my last. Then I will be but the story people tell when they think of starting up SHIELD again.

The assassin who will take away their life in the night.

The murderer who will kill anyone to get to them.

The savage who will destroy anyone in his path.

--- Time Skip ---

Breath in. Breath out. In. Out. Study the Landscape. Take in everything. Remember the plan.

I was 53m away from the entrance to their 'secret' hid away. Once inside take the second left, up two flights of stairs, third right, mirror at the end of the corridor (remember keep one man alive to get through, kill the man), once through head up the stairs directly infront, second door on the left - Coulson's office.

What can I say sometimes torture comes in handy.

I count down from fifty then, I charge.

Fury POV

Sipping at the tea from a mug that has a blue telephone box on it - what can I say Coulson has weird tastes - I watched the events transpire.

The Cyclone, aka Perseus Jackson, has just broken into the base and was heading in this direction without a single wrong step. What he didn't know is that he was walking, well fighting, straight into a trap. As soon as he got past the mirror, he would be captured. Imprisoned. Trialed. Then, executed for his crimes.

Percy POV

Duck. Slash. Weave. Feint left. Stab. Jump. Run. Slide. Cut. Block. Unarm. Chop. Elbow. Front flip. Kick. Stab. Punch. Roll. Grab. Drag. Hide. Breath. Gun. Shoot. Up. Drag. Sword. Slash. Defend. Feint. Disarm. Slice.

I dragged the man to the mirror, turning around I show the destruction I left in a wake. The previous Percy would have cared. The Cyclone is emotionless.

I held the men's hand up to the glass. I caught my breath as a monotone voice gave the all clear.

I stabbed the man in the heart - what was he but another person in my way to revenge.

Using the wall as a shield as I gazed around the corner to see what beheld me.

It was empty.

A trap or an evacuation plan?

It had to be a trap - my luck was never good - but it was like something was pulling me into the room. Like they knew it was my way to revenge. My way to freedom.

I took out my gun and shot the ground at the base off the door. Nothing happened. Not a sound. Not any movement.

Breath in. Breath out.

I cautiously took a step forward glancing at either side of me as I entered the room. Nothing happened. Sighing in relief, I headed forward, warily, to Coulson's office.

My first mistake.

One step. Two. As I crossed the room checking for any sign of a trap. There were none. My mind relaxed slightly.

My second mistake.

I kept checking ahead of me and to both sides. I was almost at the stairs when I heard the trigger being pulled. I ducked and rolled to the side.

I looked behind me to see a small army was gathering, pouring through the mirror door. Gazing up I saw a woman lying in a vent shaft with a gun pointed at my head. I heard footsteps clanking along the metal pathway behind me as I was cornered.

This was familiar to me. I had faced this situation when I first 'met' SHIELD, but I was a different person then.

I smirked and questioned, "So who is going to be brave enough to bring me down? Who is going to avenge their colleagues? Come on! Challenge me!"

A voice from the shadows laughed, "So this is the famous Cyclone. Or should I say Perseus Jackson ..."

I hid my shock from them having played their games before, the difference now is we both know the rules. "Come out. Only a coward hides in the shadows and lets his men to the work. Come out and kill me yourself."

His footsteps echoed off the cold hard metal. I stared in shock at the face, "No, no Perseus, we don't what to kill you. We want to destroy you."

I smirked at him and stated, "Too late, Fury. Your men did that six months ago in The Frigde," I stared him straight in the eye, "after they tortured a sixteen year old boy for months on end."

He hid his surprise well but I knew it was there. I smiled, "Ohh Fury, I was meaning to kill Coulson but I guess you will be a better prize."

I held my gun up and pointed it at his head. All the men had aimed their guns at me but were still in shock for what I had said to react.

I grinned, "Maybe you will stay dead this time." I aimed. Pulled back the trigger and ....

Nothing

Soo what do you think??

Did anyone get the reference??

Btw I tend to have this problem of switching tenses quite a lot by accident. Sorry if it causes any confusion.

The avengers may becoming in on the next chapter, but I might wait another five. It just depends how nice I am feeling whiling writing.

The votes are in and the winner of the shipping contest is..

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Percy is going to stay forever alone!!

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