*Just as something to keep in mind, I did picture the movie versions of all Avengers/Marvel characters. Percy is definitely mostly books version, but I might some of his movie stuff in there too, we shall see. At the same time, the Avengers aren't anywhere in particular story wise, meaning that none of the movies are for sure background, except for possibly the first Avengers movie, but not necessarily all of it. I hope that wasn't too confusing… I am a terrible explainer XD

Percy was in trouble. He knew that the moment he felt the electricity in the air. The only thing is, he couldn't think of what he had done to anger Zeus, especially since he wasn't in the sky and things had been quiet since he had gone to the Roman camp to go to school. Of course, maybe it wasn't the Greek side of Zeus that was angry at him, but the Roman. But once again he hadn't been doing anything, in fact this was the first time in months he had left the Roman camp barrier.

So here he was, standing in line to buy a hot dog at a stand, and the electricity in the air was building. Couldn't the gods just leave him alone after all he had done for them? Oh well, if he was going to be a fried demi-kabob in a minute he was going to enjoy one last hot dog. Besides, it wasn't like he had anything that could protect him from a direct bolt of Zeus' lightning. That's when things got really odd. Nothing happened. He got his hot dog, sat down, ate it and tossed the wrapper away once he was done and still nothing had happened.

The electric feeling in the air was still there, in fact, if anything, it was stronger now than it had been moments ago. "Maybe I can reach the tunnel before whatever is holding back Zeus or Jupiter, whichever he is at the moment, fails." He thought as he headed in that direction. He didn't get far before he felt the feeling of being watched. Hoping it was just his battle heightened mind, he picked up the pace and turned a corner, heading away from the tunnel just in case. Seeing a doorway that would block him from view from anyone coming around the corner, he dove for it, trying to keep his breathing calm and low.

After a few minutes with no one coming around the corner, that he saw anyway, he slowly made his way out from the cover of the doorway. He wished he had a way of contacting someone, but he hadn't brought anything with him and he didn't see any helpful health food stores around. Whoever was after him was good, and he knew that someone was still after him. For one thing that electrical feeling in the air was still there and for another he could still feel eyes on him.

He decided to head for the ocean, that way if worse came to worse he could always head for safety or fight whatever was following him. Suddenly a sharp, tiny object imbedded itself in his neck! He quickly pulled it out, discovering it was some kind of dart. Before he could think or do anything else, his vision went black as he collapsed on the ground in a heap.

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When he awoke, it took Percy a moment to figure out where he was and once he did he still couldn't figure it out. How was it he could go out cold on the street but end up in a room on a bed? The walls and floor, heck even the bed, blanket and pillow, were all different shades of grey. Suddenly a door, which had been concealed just by blending in with the rest of the grey walls, opened up and a woman with short red hair entered the room. A man, who was standing at the entrance, said something to her that Percy couldn't hear, but she replied, "I got this Clint."

The man closed the door, but Percy had a feeling that he was still being watched other than by the woman who stood before him. He could tell she wasn't a monster or goddess, though she could easily pass as the second in his opinion. She had that same air about her as the ones he had met, thought there was an edge to her that was a lot more human than them. She sat down at a table that slid out of the wall, along with a chair for each of them which she motioned for him to take the other of.

Cautiously he sat down and waited for her to speak, which she wasn't long in doing. "Perseus Jackson" Percy winched out the sound of his name, "you have caused a lot of damage in your short life haven't you?" "It's Percy, if you don't mind, and what do you mean?" Percy asked as he fidgeted with the pen he pulled out of his pocket, which was of course just Riptide. The woman frowned at him and said, "Do not play dumb, I have the footage right here as well as articles." Thoroughly confused since the Mist had "erased" what happened and people saw things that hadn't Percy asked, "May I see what you mean?"

She slid the tablet across the table and Percy was shocked to see the damage to the Arch in St Louis and articles about the schools he had been in where problems had happened. He thought he did well at hiding his reaction to such, but as he looked up to the woman across the table from him, he realized that he hadn't quite succeeded in that category. Taking that in, he also realized that in order for people to see through the Mist to what had really happened, someone, probably Hera, had to be using him as a pawn for some reason.

Trying to keep the anger from showing on his face, anger for once again being used for whatever the gods wished, he looked across the table at the woman as she said, "Well?" "Well what?" he asked, trying to keep his tone friendly and light. "Care to explain this?" Percy looked down at the tablet, wishing he could but why would she believe him? Besides to tell would be a bad idea, not just for the believing factor. An idea came to mind which almost caused him to smirk, but schooling his features he answered, "Just some demons I had to face."

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Hours later, Natasha exited the room, having learned nothing more about Perseus Jackson other then he preferred the name Percy and apparently had an affinity to blue foods as he had asked for a blueberry muffin with blue milk when she asked what he would like to eat. Although there was the matter of his shirt. No matter how long she stared at it, she couldn't quite make out what was printed on that orange shirt of his. She had also noticed a beaded necklace, which seemed odd for a boy his age, man really since his file said he was eighteen.

Clint walked out of the adjoining room and said, "Wow he is a tough one to crack isn't he? I haven't seen you take this long on anyone in… ever!" Natasha glared at her good friend before answering reluctantly, "You're right. Maybe we should take him to Fury aboard the Hellicarrier? Maybe Tony has some machine up there that will get him to talk." "Sounds good to me, besides Agent May made it clear we are wearing out our welcome here." He replied. Natasha nodded and went to commandeer their Quinjet for a ride back to where the other Avengers were waiting. Thor had been with her and Clint on the mission to apprehend Perseus Jackson but hadn't stuck around, feeling awkward with the female agents that kept staring as he walked by.

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Percy hadn't paid attention to where they were taking him, too busy fretting about why he was there, when all of a sudden he realized that they were airborne. He sucked in a deep breath, which caught Clint's attention, as he seriously prayed that Zeus was in on whatever this was. "First time flying?" Clint asked from his seat across from Percy. "No, but let's just say I really don't make it a habit to fly to where I want to go." Clint knew this was correct from his portfolio on the kid, but he couldn't understand why. "Maybe the kid just has a fear of flying." Was what he finally decided on.

As Percy looked out the cockpit windows, he could see the Hellicarrier coming into view. He sighed to himself as he thought, "Well I guess I won't be leaving without assistance cause there is no way I am going to go through that much of Zeus' dominion without something around me." Then he thought, "My friends won't be rescuing me from here."