AN: Please let it be said that this is my very first attempt at a story, and as such won't be very good, but I will try to avoid clichés. I am also looking for a beta, so if you know anyone, just give me comment or something.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Percy Jackson franchise, nor do I claim to, therefore, I cannot be legally sued for this. Now that is out of the way {stupid lawyers…}, on with this… attempt at a story.
Perseus "Percy" Jackson was NOT happy, being chased down does that to a person, huh? Of course, Percy hadn't done anything, but he never had the best of luck to begin with. So of course it was just his luck (and a scary amount of coincidences) that lead to him being chased down by the NYPD for the death of sally Blofis-Jackson and Paul Blofis. Now obviously he hadn't done it, but someone did. And that is how he ended up chained to a table being interrogated by a weirdo pirate and D&D fanatic. Yep, Perseus "Percy" Jackson was SO not happy. With this logic in mind, he decided that when life gives you lemons, you turn them into combustible hand-grenades and toss them right back at it. In other words, annoy the hell out of Mr. Fury McOneEye and Mr. Armor 'n' Hammer. "This should be fun" was Percy's only thought before that Fury guy started to talk... well it was more like threaten anyways.