Steve's POV
I took a deep breath. I paid attention to the ground, pounding beneath my feet. I felt the wind on my face. I heard the distant voices of children shrieking in delight. I breathed in the fresh pine smelling air. I looked at the sun, nearing the center of the sky. I loved to jog right before S.H.I.E.L.D. employed me, also when I was living in the 40s. Now, I'm getting too busy to stop and smell the roses. I take a personal day to do exactly that every once in a while. I spend the whole day in a park far from the action, usually in Florida. I then take a swim and enjoy the sweet smell of the salty air. A vibration in my pocket jarred me out of my thoughts. "Hello?" I asked, out of breath. "I know you are on a personal day, but we have a mission," Fury said with no emotion, "assemble the Avengers."
Tony walked into the conference room fashionably late, his hair uncombed and his clothes wrinkled. "Nice of you to join us," Natasha said wryly from the corner, her arms crossed as she leaned against the walls into the shadows. Peter was hanging around. Literally. He was on the ceiling. Bruce was sitting quietly in the middle of the conference table, Thor was busy being fascinated with the blinds. Clint was absently twirling an arrow in his fingers.
"It's so early,"Tony said with a yawn.
"It's 2 o'clock!" I exclaimed.
"Exactly, early," Tony groaned.
"Silence!" Fury shouted. We all fell silent. Fury handed me a file that said "Classified" at least five times on the cover.
"Gee, Fury, ya think this is classified? Just maybe?" Tony said with a snort as he was looking over my shoulder.
"Quiet, Stark, and read," Fury growled.
"Ok, ok, what got your eyepatch twisted in knots?" Tony muttered.
"What was that?" Fury said, his voice dangerously quiet.
"Nothing," Tony squeaked. Even he wasn't stupid enough to challenge Fury at that moment. I looked at the file. The file subject was Percy Jackson, a seventeen-year old male. He had raven black hair and very pretty sea green eyes. In the picture, he looked about twelve.
"Um, Fury, why are we seeing a file about a little boy?" Clint asked. Thor squealed. Yep, he actually squealed. The whole team looked at him like he just said he hated Pop Tarts. "That is the famous Perseus Jackson, known on Asgard for his acts of heroism," He exclaimed.
"Heroism? The boy's a terrorist!" And, Clint, to answer your question, it is an out-of-date picture, he is actually 17, we haven't been able to find a more recent picture, which, IF YOU HAD READ THE WHOLE FILE, YOU WOULD'VE KNOWN!" Fury shouted. We all just backed away. Veery slowly.
"Terrorist? What did he do?" I dared to question.
"Let's see, he blew up the St. Louis arch when he was only 12, is said to have kidnapped at least 2 people, was involved in the Mt. St. Helens eruption that was one of the worst in history, was missing for 9 months and just randomly appeared in Rome, and helped blow up some other stuff. Just to name few of his many, many "achievements"," Fury said, putting quotes around the last word.
We just stood there, our mouthes hanging open.
"They were all accidents," Thor protested, "He just happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time, for most of them, anyway!"
"Yeah, real assuring," Natasha said. Peter nodded his approval of Natasha's words.
"I want you to catch Percy Jackson," Fury said.
Tony snorted. "Easy as pie. I like pie, can we get some after this?" Tony licked his lips hungrily.
"Tony!" Natasha hissed, "Focus!"
"Right, sorry," Tony said, straightening.
"Careful, my fellow team members, do not underestimate Percy Jackson." Thor warned. "Also, I would like to sit this battle out. I only fight for what I believe in, and I think what you are doing is wrong," Thor finished grimly.
The room exploded with noise.
"Quiet!" Fury shouted. We all reluctantly closed our mouthes. "Very well, Thor, I respect your wishes," Fury said, looking directly at Thor.
"We should all go get some sleep," I said, " We leave at dawn tomorrow."
We all shuffled out of the room after Fury.
After I took my shower and was in my S.H.I.E.L.D pajamas, I got into bed.
As I got into bed, I wondered how this kid could be so dangerous.
As I pondered this, I felt my eyelids get heavy. Within minutes, I was fast asleep.
WOOOO 658 WORDS!Alright guys! I'm not going to do a long end thingy bc my computer is crashing! YAYYY... not...
Next chapter there will be more action...
*laughs manically* Oh, gods, I need help. *sighs*
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