The year was 2002,I was fourteen at the time.I'd just gotten back from mom and I were sitting at the kitchen table when the doorbell rang. Mom shot out of her chair knocking it over. She opened the door and let a man with dark skin and an eyepatch in. She looked at me sadly before she crumbled to dust vanishing with the wind. I stood to look the man in his eye and stood tall acting unaffected by the event. "Sit Perseus, This will take some time." I nodded sitting back down in my chair. "You're mother, is a god named Loki. He left us two clones of one of his female forms back in 1988. One of the clones was released into the world only to meet a man,fall in love and have a child. At first we chalked your birth two months later to it being your mother's…. , it wasn't just his/her fault was it?" I shook my head slowly. "No…" I trailed off not knowing his name or what to call him. "Director Fury." He supplied for me. "No Director Fury. My father is also a god, however he is of the Greek pantheon. I'm only telling you because I feel as though I'm faced with either criminal charges for existing, certain death or the choice to help you or be detained."

Fury rose his eyebrow and I shrugged. "I'm a demigod sir. We don't get approached like this without those options." He chuckled softly. " , I work with the Strategic Homeland Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division, we want you to work for us as a spy. Not on your people but for missions." I played with the water in my glass thinking for a minute. "I'm not the brightest, I have ADHD and Dyslexia. I don't do well with people and I'm stubborn. But I am loyal Director." I took a sip of my water. "I may not be as human as I thought but, I'll work with you sir." He stood and gave me a seemingly rare smile. "Then come with me, I'll introduce you to your handlers."

I bit my lip and followed him. I was introduced to Agents Maria Hill and Phil Coulson. They became my parents in a sense. It was in Greece in 2006 after I sent Gaea back to sleep that I received the worst news. The camps believed me dead. Good for them,it would be better that way.I was dressed in my uniform waiting on Fury and the Helicarrier. The Helicarrier appeared on the horizon and was docked in mere seconds. Fury stepped off the ship and walked over to me. "Agent Jackson!" He yelled as I jogged over to him. "Yes sir?" He placed his hand on my shoulder. "Agent Coulson is dead." I blinked feeling the shock seem in. "H-he can't be Fury! I-I-I No he can't be dead. Please tell me this is some sick joke. Please Fury." Fury shook his head as Maria came off the ship running over with tear filled eyes I hugged her close.

My days fell into a pattern of training, missions and research. I was accompanying Fury to Stark Tower. The Avengers stayed there and he needed to speak to all of them. Maria was with us as well. "Stay on your toes." She whispered. "You look like your mother they might think you are him. Didn't I tell you to get a haircut?" I rolled my eyes letting the sea green filter through the harsh faceted emerald that I had selected around a month ago. "Happy now Maria?" I purred softly. "How was Italy? I never got to ask." She countered avoiding my question.I chuckled and shrugged. "Messy, loud, usual."

Fury stepped off the elevator and looked at me. "Play nice Jackson." I rolled my eyes muttering in latin crossing my arms. "You have no faith in my ability to be nice do you sir?" I cringed at the heavy accent I carried now. I had spent nearly a year in Italy not speaking English in the entire time I was there. Fury chuckled and shrugged. "Maybe I do maybe I don't." We entered their living quarters to find them eating pizza.