Chapter 5
Tony POV
I open my eyes to see the harsh white lights of the infirmary at Stark Tower. Groaning softly I try to remember why I'm here. Then suddenly the uh, incident with the kid, -what was his name again?- Ah, Percy flashes into my mind.
I'm still shocked how he managed to beat all of us. I mean he took down Natasha like she was nothing, for God's sake he managed to dodge a laser beam! How he did that I have no idea and somehow managed to damage my suit, which reminds me I will have to check it out later.
I hear the infirmary door open and get up slowly. It's Bruce and Thor, they're talking softly. Then Bruce notices I'm awake and swiftly moves towards me checking over my injuries and vitals. Everything seems fine except for the fact that a 17 year old kid beat us. The Avengers. Earth's mightiest heroes defeated by a teen.
I voice my thoughts out loud saying, "Brucie how did the kid do that? He just beat us all without even breaking a sweat."
Bruce simply shrugs and goes back to work although his expression is worried too. Thor meanwhile simply laughs while saying, "I told you going after him is a mistake. He beat you so easily. Ha!"
I scoff but make no comment. No need to wound my pride further. Suddenly Jarvis speaks up, "Sir, Mr Fury has requested your presence in the conference room along with Bruce and Thor."
I nod at them and we make our way to conference room. When we enter we notice the rest are already seated everyone sporting some minor bruises as a result of the fight. Their faces look shameful though Natasha maintains an excellent poker face as usual.
Fury is seated at the head of the table his eyes, sorry eye flashing murderously. I turn my gaze away from him as he gets up obviously worked up over the fact that the boy defeated his best men and women.
"Well, what do you have to say for yourselves?" He starts off with a deadly calm voice, nobody dares to interrupt as his tone steadily rises, "Can anybody tell me how you, the Avengers, Earth's mightiest heroes were beaten by a teen?" We stay silent till he continues his rant. Once he finishes he gives us another harsh look warning, "I don't care what he can or cannot do. I want him here in two days. Clear?"
We all nod silently though everyone has the same question. How are we going to get him?
Steve Rogers POV
How are we going to get him? Is the question on everybody's mind right now. That kid who is just 17 managed to singlehandedly beat us and didn't even break a sweat.
He just caught my shield super easily and Clint's arrows. At first he looked like a normal teen but his posture was one that suggested he was tired, tired of the world. And one look at his eyes told me that he has seen too much.
Those sea green eyes that should be full of mischief and happiness were instead dark and shattered, full of pain. The kid looked horrible although he was handsome. He had a sharp, defined features, raven black hair and the most hauntingly beautiful eyes I had ever seen though he had dark bags under them which indicated that he hasn't been sleeping well. His muscles were well defined and his stance and posture during fighting were perfect, even better than a soldier's
I was jerked out of my thoughts as Thor said, "Well Midgardians I am not going to help in capturing Perseus therefore I will be off. I had already warned you not do it. I will warn you again. Beware his wrath, friends. Goodbye."
With that and a fresh clap of thunder he disappeared to God knows where. Then Nat looked up and judging by her face she had an idea.
I looked at her questioningly but instead of answering she stood up and went to the head of the table clapping her hands to get everyone's attention. Once she was sure she began speaking, "Look we know where he is staying, we can just break into his house when he is sleeping, sedate him and get him out. Simple."
I think over the plan. It's simple and effective and easy. Plus it doesn't involve getting the crap beat out of us. I find myself nodding and looking around everyone agrees to the plan.
We check his location according to JARVIS he lives alone in a cabin at Montauk should be easy enough to get him. We all agreed and decided that we will leave at midnight.
*Time skip to midnight*
We're all suited up and hiding at same place as this morning. The cabin lights are low and Natasha conformed that he was sleeping but we decide to wait a few more minutes just in case. Once we are completely sure we quietly head to the door and Natasha manages to open it somehow making no sound.
We enter the cabin looking around. There isn't much stuff except a few framed photos. A cupboard containing a few clothes and an almost bare kitchen. But the boy is nowhere to be seen. Then we find the bedroom.
The boy in question is sleeping very comfortable and peaceful. In that moment I notice just how young he looks and I start getting a guilty feeling because no matter what he has done, he still is a child.
But orders are orders and we don't want to make Fury angrier. With slight reluctance Natasha steps forward injecting the sedative into his bicep. He stirs for a moment before going unconscious. Tony and I lift him up. I expected him to be heavier but he is surprisingly light and that is not a good thing.
It worries me and glancing at Tony I can see the same expression on his face. Looking at him right now I don't think the kid could be a terrorist.
Nevertheless we take him back to Stark Tower. He is placed in a secured room so that we will start interrogating him as soon as he wakes up. I can only hope that he cooperates. Fury is mad enough as it is.
Percy POV
I wake up in a bare room which is definitely not the cabin. I try to recall the last thing I remember, the talk with dad, crying, and falling asleep on the beach. But he wouldn't have brought me here and kept me in a place like this. I look around the room.
It's plain white, the only furniture being the bed I'm sleeping on and a sink in the corner. I look around some more finally spotting a camera.
I guess those comic con costume guys brought me here then. I'm not even mad at them I guess it was pretty smart of them to drug me in my sleep and easily take me back here. I gotta say I'm kind of impressed.
I could get out of here any time I want by vapour travelling away but dad said to at least hear them out first. So I guess I'll do that. Suddenly the redhead I'd knocked out enters.
She doesn't say anything instead, gesturing me to follow her but before I leave she handcuffs me. But they're pretty easy to get out of and she doesn't even notice when I take them off and put them on again. It was something Leo had taught, handy trick.
I'm lead to a typical interrogation room. Like it's so cliché with the lone desk and two chairs on either side and a one-way mirror. I can sense about six people on the other side. Then one of them leaves and a man wearing complete black with a black eye patch covering one eye steps into the room glaring at me. Please, the glare looks like an adorable puppy, I smile up my famous troublemaker grin at him which I suppose just made him madder.
I decide right then that my goal is to annoy him as much as possible.
He drops into the chair opposite me and places his fingers on the desk. I mimic him but he doesn't notice. I decide to name him Pirate Guy. Apt name.
Then he begins speaking, "So Perseus-"
I cut him off correcting, "It's Percy" He looks annoyed but I shoot him a glare of my own and he falters but recovers quickly.
"So Percy what is your age? And what about your parents?" I stiffen at the question but decide to toy with him.
"I'm sure it's all written in your file why don't you look in that." He looks surprised and getting annoyed stomps out of the room. Huh that was surprisingly easy.
I mentally fist pump at my victory. Then 5 mortals enter the room they're the same ones who attacked me.
I simply look at them when Spangles starts, "So Percy-"Once again I cut him off saying, "Introduce yourselves first."
The look about to argue but one glare from me silences them and they step forward introducing themselves. Spangles is Steve Rogers aka Captain America. Archer dude is Clint Barton aka Hawkeye. The scientist who transforms into the green monster is Bruce Banner aka the Hulk. The metal suit man is Tony Stark aka Iron Man. Finally the redhead introduces herself as Natasha aka Black Widow. I know that isn't her real name.
So I tell her, "C'mon Natasha? Is that the best you could think up? It isn't your name although I bet its close since you have a faint Roman accent I think it's Natalie or something close?" At her look of surprise I grin in triumph, "Yes! It is. I was right."
All of them look at me awed and impressed. I squirm suddenly uncomfortable at all the attention then Natasha (it suits her better) steps forward saying, "So Percy, what do you have to say about your past record, getting expelled multiple times, blowing up schools and national monuments?"
I just sigh and reply, "Believe me I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. I never meant to do anything. Accidents just happen around me and I get caught in the crossfire."
Surprisingly she seems to sort of believe me but she asks a dozen question like where I was the past eight months. I told that I was on a trip to Greece. After she is satisfied I'm told to wait in the room until one of them comes to get me.
Ah, it's going to be a long wait with nothing to distract me. Stupid ADHD.