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Chapter 4

Easy, Percy thought. He was too easy. Percy had seen the destruction that Loki had left in his path. The power he had. So why didn't he put up a fight? It irritated him. He wasn't sure whether he was over or under estimating the god.

For the god to be brought down by a single blast didn't make any sense.

Percy looked down at the handcuffed god. Like handcuffs would do anything. He couldn't help but feel unease at the storm.

After they had detained Loki, Natasha had pulled him to the side and asked him to come. She didn't trust anyone on the jet and wanted some backup. After Percy's initial reluctance, Natasha had pointed out that Loki's godly aura would cover his own. He had agreed.

So here Percy was, in a jet, in the sky, next to a god plotting to destroy the world. What in the world could go wrong? (Note the sarcasm)

The sky thundered, The Captain stopped his conversation with Stark and looked at the prisoner. Due to his nervousness at being blasted out of the sky, Percy had failed to notice that Loki looked just as nervous as Percy felt.

"Scared of a little thunder?" the Captain questioned

Ignoring the taunt, Loki replied while looking over his shoulder. "I'm not overly fond of what follows."

The words clicked in Percy's head just as a loud bang sounded on the roof of the jet.

He's here. Percy thought grimly. Well that sucks.

CAPTAIN ROGERS POV;

Agent Jackson was an enigma. First he's way younger than anyone else working in SHIELD, then he's the partner of one of the highest ranking assassins in the Spy organization.

But frankly, the thing that was the most off putting was that, When Steve looked at him, when he saw his nervous tics, the glance over a shoulder, the pain and longing in those shattered eyes that were almost constantly hidden by dark shades, Steve didn't see a spy or an agent. He saw a soldier, in the young man he saw himself.

Steve originally hadn't seen Jackson without the dark shades covering his eyes, but after capturing Loki, Natasha had walked up to him while they loaded the god into the jet, probably to ask Jackson to come. After talking for a bit, Jackson whipped off his shades, staring at her in disbelief.

His eyes shocked Steve. They were easily the most beautiful he'd ever seen. Shifting greens and shades of blue, but as he continued to stare he saw the look of a soldier. He could see the absence of hope in those eyes.

Hearing Loki's words back in Germany only served as a reassurance for what Steve already knew. Agent Jackson had seen war.

While pondering this, Steve stood next to Stark, the man looked very much like his father, It surprised Rogers that he seemed to be unfazed by Jackson's young age or his unsettling demeanor.

Just as the Captain continued to think on how much this world had changed, a bang sounded on the roof of the jet. Suddenly, almost too fast to see, a man in armor and a red cape came and grabbed Loki by the neck. Then used a…. Wait? Was that a hammer? To fly away.

The faces in the Aircraft ranged from Stark's arrogant disbelief, or Romanov's blatant surprise. The only one who didn't seem surprised was Jackson. The look on his face was of annoyance.

Almost immediately, Stark walked to the jet's opening. Steve, alarmed, went to stop him.

"We need a plan of attack!" He said urgently.

Stark look ticked. "I have a plan- attack.'' Then he flew off in his suit.

Jackson snorted. "Yeah 'cuz that always works out." He said sarcastically. He turned to look at Romanov. "Well, I've gotta go." He said bluntly.

She nodded like she understood. Steve on the other hand was confused, even more so as Jackson walked toward the door. After reaching it, he saluted and fell out backwards. Only one thought burned through the Captain's head, a thought that seemed to apply to much of what had happened that day, WHAT IS GOING ON!

Percy POV

Percy was annoyed- no, never mind it was much more than that. Percy was about ready to hit anyone who even talked to him right now. It was that bad.

First the reappearance of gods and mythology in his life, then Clint is taken under control, next the previously stated god is messing with his emotions and digging into his past, and now- well now one of Percy's old friends just took his prisoner. Yeah, Percy wasn't just annoyed he was POed at the moment.

Stark started to move toward the Quinjet's door. The Captain made a move to stop him.

"We need a plan of attack!" He cried out urgently.

Iron Man simply turned and said "I have a plan- attack" He flew out of the door.

"Yeah 'cuz that always works out." Percy said sarcastically

Wait-Percy was flying-air-Zeus-no aura-CRUD! Percy was in the air, in Zeus's domain, without an aura to cover his own. That's it; Percy thought I am soooo dead. Wonder if I could get off in time.

Hurriedly, Percy formed a plan. If he could vapor travel down to the ground before Zeus noticed, he could not only get out of the big guy's domain, but he could catch up to Tony and Thor.

He looked at Natasha and bluntly said "I've gotta go." She nodded understandingly, knowing he had to get out of here and catch up to Stark.

He walked to the open door and turned back to face everyone in the jet. He grinned at Natasha, while she just rolled her eyes. He saluted, dramatically falling backwards into the air.

Well this'll be fun. He thought dryly. Frankly he had no idea if his plan would work or not.

While falling, he saw Stark crash into Thor on the mountain top, he looked on and saw a couple of trees falling from where they had landed.

Making a split second decision, Percy decided to go after Stark and Thor, knowing that Stark wouldn't be able to take down the god himself, instead of going after Loki.

Percy closed his eyes and felt himself dissolve while still in the air. He didn't have a body of water to draw from, as a power source so he didn't know if he had the physical strength to pull himself back together.

Getting himself to dissolve was easy enough; it was bringing him back together that was the hard part. Not to mention he was falling from the sky, which made concentrating that much harder.

Uhhg, Percy hated his life sometimes. It was just so bloody complicated.

Finally, after great concentration, (which trust me, isn't easy for a teen with ADHD) Percy managed to get himself to the ground just outside of the area where Stark and Thor were battling. His shades fell of his face in the impact from a poorly choreographed landing. Quickly he put them back on, not wanting Thor to see his eyes.

After joining SHIELD he had decided that his eyes were too noticeable, hence the ever on his face sunglasses.

After composing himself, he saw that Thor was about to hit Stark with his hammer. Much as the guy was an idiot for jumping out of the jet like that, Percy couldn't let him sustain too many injuries.

Percy started to walk to where they were fighting. Time to get this show on the road!

AN: Sorry that there isn't much action in that chapter, just needed to have a baseline to build on. I'll try to have the next chapter updated by Wednesday, but no promises.