Ok sorry for the long wait but here is chapter four.

I don't own Percy Jackson and I don't own the Avengers or blablabla.

Now enjoy reading this chapter and the next and the next…

Present Day

Steve

The van outside the coffee shop was probably the most obvious and suspicious thing ever. It was black with tinted windows. 'Shield,' was painted on the side in large white letters along with the shield logo. The plan was stupid. Stark had made a joke about kidnapping an immortal being and Fury, recognizing Percy as a threat had agreed.

Steve was supposed to walk in the store, buy a coffee, while casually scooting the place out for any sign of something that could be potentially dangerous. Once he had sighted his target, Steve was then going to walk out of the building and report the information to the rest of his team. Clint was outside, perched on the roof of the building in order to cover all exits in case thing went south.

The rest of the team, except Thor, who refused to kidnap his hero, was to wait by the van where they would catch Percy by surprise. Banner was already in the front seat his foot on the gas, ready for a quick escape. Once they had their target, Percy, inside the van they would sedate him, before bringing him to the newly renamed Avengers Tower.

What they did then was above the Captains pay grade.

Tony's voice spoke from Steve's ear, "You ready Cap?"

"Yeah," he answered quietly trying not to look like he was talking to himself.

Steve walked toward the door, pushing it open and expecting to see Percy armed and waiting for him. Instead, he was met with the identical shop he had gone in yesterday except it was missing one thing, Percy.

"Guys he's not here," Steve whispered into the earpiece, "I don't know what to do,"

"I'll be there in a sec Cap," Natasha's voice responded

The gothic teenager at the bar looked at him in surprise, "You again?"

"Yeah," he shifted uncomfortably, "I'm kinda looking for someone."

"We are looking for someone," Natasha came through the door at perfect timing. She had unzipped her jacket a little bit showing off her cleavage. The boy at the counter's eyes widened and he suddenly looked really awkward.

"Umm hh-hi-hi," he stuttered,

"Hello," Natasha walked closer to the counter, swinging her hips ever so slightly. She placed her elbows on the counter, leaning forward and giving him a perfect view down her shirt. "I was wondering if you could, you know, help us," Natasha looked up at him her eyes big and sexy. The boy's breath hitched.

"My boss would kill me but I-I-I guess I could help you out," he looked at Natasha.

This time Steve spoke up, "He has black hair, sea-green eyes, muscular build?" When the teen still looked unsure he continued, "I was talking to him yesterday. He was sitting over there," this time he pointed toward the booth to the left of the bar.

"Oh him? Yeah he comes here almost every day sitting in the exact same seat and orders the exact same drink. Been here as long as I can remember," he frowned at the Captain and Black Widow, "Why would you want to see him? He's … never mind."

"What?"

"He's unstable,"

Natasha looked at him suspiciously, "How do you know?"

"His eyes. They have that cracked, almost suicidal look."

"I don't understand," Steve stepped forward, "You are so young. How do you know what that looks like?"

"My mom sent me to some therapist once. She thought I was emo or something. Anyway there were people that looked like him in that mental place. It took me a week to get out even though I told her and the shrink that I only dress like this because I'm obsessed with Black Veil Brides. They didn't believe me and," He stopped talking and frowned at both Natasha and Steve, "Why am I telling you this?" He shook his head, "All you need to know is that he will probably be here within the next few hours."

Steve turned toward Natasha who looked like she wanted to say something more.

"Thanks," he said before she could open her mouth, "That's all we need."

Steve guided Natasha out of the store and back to the van.

"What are we going to do now?" Steve asked

"Wait here for three hours until he shows up," Tony joked, "Obviously."

"Tony is right." Natasha said, "It's called a stake out."

Captain America and the Hulk both turned to glare at their fellow Avenger.

"Will it help if I said that I was joking?"

Clint turned an exasperated look onto Tony, "This is all your fault. You and your stupid jokes."

Tony shrugged, "Uh Sorry?"

Percy

Percy's battle senses were going wild. He was getting a feeling that someone watching him. He almost smiled when he saw the big black van parked in front of his favorite coffee shop. Inside, he could just make out Bruce Banner sitting in the driver's seat. On the side of the van were white letters spelling out S.H.I.E.L.D. Percy gave the van a look, before walked past it and into the store.

Percy stepped into the threshold of the shop and by the way the cashier looked at him he knew that the Avengers had already paid the teen a visit. Percy ordered he usual of black coffee no cream or sugar. But instead of sitting down in the same seat as he had the last thirty years, Percy took his coffee and left the store.

Stepping into the sunlight Percy headed toward the S.H.I.E.L.D. vehicle that was parked across the street. As he got closer, he heard shuffling and mumbling, coming from inside the secure walls. Trying not to laugh, Percy stepped up to the front window and rapped on it sharply with his knuckles. Percy waited patiently as Bruce casually rolled down the window, acting like he hadn't just been stalking the other man.

"I don't know what you guys want with me, but I am assuming the Cap told you something."

Bruce stared at Percy nervously gripping the steering wheel, "I d-d-don't know what you're talking about."

Percy grinned, "I know they are waiting in the back of the van," He gestured to the van, "probably with some kind of knockout gas or something but I am willing to come peacefully to avoid unnecessary conflict."

Bruce nodded letting out a breath of relief, "Tony, Barton, open the doors, Percy's coming in."

Percy herd more arguing and shuffling before the doors at the back of the van gently clicked open. He gripped the door with one hand bracing himself for some kind of sneak attack. When he opened the back, he was surprised to see the Avengers sitting neatly on benches arranged like a prison transport vehicle.

The benches were made of a thick steal the felt cool on Percy's legs as he sat down. His old friend, Steve, reached over and snapped a pair of powerful handcuffs onto his wrists, mumbling a quiet "Sorry." Percy met the eyes of each Avengers present, before trying to remain as still as possible in the crowded van.

By the time they reached the Avengers tower, everyone scrambled to get out of the van. It had been silent the entire ride and everyone was dying to get out of the awkward environment.

The team led their new captive through a complicated series of hallways, before ending up in an interrogation room. The walls had a honey comb like structure that Percy guessed created a sound proof barrier from the rest of the building.

"Stay here," Natasha barked to Percy, "and the rest of you, except Barton, come with me."

They left the room in a hurry, most likely looking for Fury and Hill. Percy was stuck in the room with one table, two chairs and four cameras positioned in each corner of the room.

Barton looked at Percy suspiciously, before fastening Percy's hands to the table which was bolted to the floor. Hawkeye tried to make himself comfortable in the chair, but seemed to be more nervous of the man across from him. Percy, on the other hand, was completely at ease even though he was the one about to be interrogated by a highly secretive government organization.

He didn't have to wait long. Almost immediately, the door was flung open by a man decked in all black. Scanning Percy with his one good eye, Fury frowned.

"Did you search him for weapons before bringing him here?" When he received no definite answer the director of S.H.I.L.D. turned to his best agents, "Well?"

They looked at each other uncertainty, before Natasha stepped forward to answer, "No sir."

"No sir, you did not check him for weapons?"

"That is correct sir." Natasha answered again.

Fury let out a breath of frustration, "Go, take all his belongings and empty them onto the table."

The two agents approached Percy, and expertly searched for anything that could be used as a weapon. Percy sat calmly as keys, a pen and a wallet, with fifty bucks and a faded picture were placed onto the table. It was only when the agents reached to remove his necklace that Percy jerked out of their reach.

"Don't," he blurted sharply, "Please, don't."

Fury locked eyes with the agents, before making a slight head movement that gave them permission to proceed.

As soon as Clint's fingers touched the fraying string, the super spy jerked them back unconsciously.

"What's wrong?" Black Widow asked her partner.

"It burned me."

Everyone's eyes turned toward Percy who was sitting emotionlessly in his chair.

"The neckless is protected. It only allows me to remove it." He responded to the unasked question.

The agents, once more, looked at Fury for their next instruction. When he signaled to let it go, they retreated to his side.

"Is that all?" Fury asked.

"I drank his coffee," Tony interrupted causing Fury to turn an exasperated look onto the jokester.

"Seriously Stark?"

"It was disgusting. No sugar or anything."

"Ok, thanks enough Tony," Agent Hill pushed her way through the crowd of superheroes holding a thin folder in her hands.

Percy could just make out the name printed in large black letters at the top of the folder, 'Percy Jackson,' and across the rest of the folder was one large word written in red, 'DECEASED.'

Hill slapped the folder onto the table, before turning to the Avengers, "Everybody out. You can watch from upstairs."

Fury locked the door as the Avengers left, before moving to stand next to Hill in front of their prisoner. Fury took the photo from Percy's wallet and held it in front of his face.

"Who is this?" When Percy didn't answer he asked a different question, "Will she be looking for you?"

Percy gazed sadly at the blond haired beauty in the picture. Her gray eyes stood out, sparkling even as the rest of the picture was faded to the point of being almost unrecognizable. Before Fury could ask the question again, he shook his head sadly.

"Whys that?" Hill added,

Percy's face hardened as he spoke, "She's dead."

"Good," Fury responded harshly, "Let's get started… Who and what are you?... Percy Jackson."

Ok so that is the end of the chapter. If anyone has any suggestions or anything they want to tell me you can PM me or just put it in the reviews. I have a request for all of my readers. Someone in a review said it was better than they thought it would be which… is a complement but I think that they were also saying that my summary is bad. If anyone can think of a way to write a better summary or has any summary ideas PM me because I want my story to have a good summary. If you have any questions or anything to say, I'll try to answer and respond to your reviews below.

First review go

Death212:

YEAH ONCE A WEEK YOU SAY IT'S BEEN MORE THAN A WEEK

A:

Yeah about that… so I know its not a good excuse, but I had a lot of testing and stupid PARCC. Which I had to take even though like half my grade opted out or whatever. Death212… reading this review gave me life. Lol. JK but I did really wanted to update this story after reading that.

The Twelve Olympians:
u should put some reference from Gladiator (one that have Russelle Crowe)
PS. one of my fav scene is where he reveal himself to the new emperor, that he is roman general (I laughed when i saw emperor's reaction)... but sad ending...and i thinking there in incest

A:

I don't know if I can reference Gladiator in this story… but I guess I can try and see if it will work in later chapters? Just for you The Twelve Olympians I will put in some Russelle Crowe. :D. I watched this movie a long time ago so I barely remember it… Maybe I'll watch it again. Idk. Ummm where is there incest… are you talking about Gladiator or my story. I can't tell…?

Anyway like I said last week I'll try to update once a weekish but as you saw last time I said that… it will probably not happen. Review and HAPPY MOTHERS DAY!