Hey guys! Wassup? So, I've been reading all your reviews and I couldn't help but ask myself 'how on earth is this story so popular?!' I mean, it's almost to 100 reviews guys! What the Hades!?
Sadly, due to so many reviews I can't answer them all :( [don't let that stop you from reviewing though :D]
llamaprincess13 : That's fine! Be the grammar police, I love it when people point out my mistakes because it gives me the chance to make things better!
Matt(guest) : Um...whoops. I will have to fix that.
The first thing Percy noticed when he was driven back to consciousness was that he had a mind blowing headache. Whatever had been used in the darts or tranquilizers or whatever that had been used to knock him and his friends out, definitely had some gods awful side affects. He groaned and forced himself to open up his eyes.
He had to blink several times since his vision was fuzzy. All he could see was smudges of white and gray before he blinked several times and it came into focus. A thought suddenly entered his head and he bolted upright which resulted in his head feeling like he had split it with a hammer. Wheres Annabeth? He thought through the pain. He forced himself to push it away, he had endured far worse.
He looked around, finally managing to observe his surroundings. The first thing he noticed, was the absence of color. The walls and floor were white and with the fluorescent lighting it blinded him whenever he stared for too long. He focused on his hands and blinked in surprise. Hand cuffs. Both hands were cuffed, the metal rings had been soldered to the clean metal table. He looked down and found that his ankles were latched onto the legs of his chair.
He groaned and leaned back. He could feel the absence of the familiar weight of Riptide in his pocket. He didn't even have pockets, thanks to S.H.E.I.L.D taking his clothes and putting him in a plain white shirt and pants. He knew they had taken Riptide though how long ago, he couldn't tell. It might have been only a few minuets ago or a few hours. So either Riptide wasn't coming anytime soon, or it was late which wasn't a good thing. He was going to pretend they had taken it a few minuets ago.
He bolted upright as he heard the sound of a door being opened with an almost unnoticeable whoosh air. He sat up straight, his hands clasped neatly in front of him. He emptied his face of emotion and stared straight ahead. Which was no easy feat by the way. He is ADHD after all.
The sound of footsteps behind him moved around the table. He glanced at the figure from the corner of his eye and fallowed his movements until he was sitting in the seat across from him.
He was tall, and muscular with blond hair and blue eyes and a kind and easy going smile that eased some of the tension in Percy's shoulders. But, he could see the battle hardened awareness in the mans own shoulders and the somewhat guarded look in his eyes. Percy smiled.
"Wow, wasn't expecting to meet Captain America anytime soon." He said with a laugh. The man across from him smiled wider.
"Just call me Steve." He said and dipped his head. "I've heard a lot about you in the past few days Percy. You were quit the trouble maker when you were a kid." Percy snorted and rolled his eyes. He didn't comment and Steve continued.
"I know right now S.H.E.I.L.D doesn't seem it, but we're the good guys." This time Percy's snort of disbelief turned into a cold laugh.
"You kidnapped children and threatened an innocent summer camp. I dunno, doesn't sound like something the good guys would do." Percy said in a bored tone. Steve's smile faded and he averted Percy's eyes.
"Why don't we get on to the questions?" He said briskly and placed a stack of papers on the desk. He takes out a pencil from his pocket and poised it over the paper. He smiled uncertainly. "I don't normally do this, so bear with me here." He cleared his throat and his his eyes darted down to read the first question.
"Um...where were you born?"
"Like, hospital wise? No idea. I was born in New York. Does that help?" He leaned back as best he could with his hands and feet bound.
"Any erm...disabilities?" Steve looked embarrassed about asking such a question but Percy didn't really mind as much.
"Dyslexia and ADHD." He said with a voice tinged in boredom. "I don't normally do interrogations but this is kinda boring. Any important stuff?" He turned his head away and eyed the wall as if he could find something interesting on it's spotless walls. Damn ADHD.
"Uh, yes. I needed to ask you about how you got the technology to create a genetically modified horse with wings?" Steve asked with curiosity tinging his tone. Percy's eyes glanced back to him before darting back to staring at the walls.
"If I did know, I wouldn't tell you." He sighed. His eyes darted around the room before he faced Steve again. He leaned forward slightly and dropped his tone.
"I'm gonna tell you this captain, one war hero to another." Steve stared at him curiously at the young teen when he said that. He leaned forward as well to better heat him. "You need to tell S.H.E.I.L.D to get their huge noses out of our business." He said softly."Our lives are something you don't want to get messed up in."
Steve opened his mouth and looked about to say something. Possibly to object about how he could hadn'e whatever was thrown at them. But a clear and sharp ringing sound interrupted the superheroes speech. His once passive expression became upset as he pushed himself to his feet.
He fished around in his pocket and revealed a single key. Percy's heart raced as he unlocked his hands from the cuffs connected to the table. He rubbed his wrists and quickly wondered if would be able to run away as soon as he unlocked his ankles, but Steve quickly showed that wouldn't be possible. He quickly placed a new set of hand cuffs around his sore wrists before releasing his feet.
He gave the poor demigod an apologetic smile as he held his upper bicep in one hand while he led him outside the pristine white room. His grip on Percy's arm wasn't too tight but he could feel strength in his hand so he wisely followed along.
The super soldier led him into a room down several corridors and slid the door open for him. He cast him an uneasy glance but when he turned to look into the room, his eyes widened at the sight of Annabeth, holding a dark haired ivory skinned boy in her arms while she knelt on the floor crying. Will was no where's in sight and neither was Clarisse while Leo was sitting on the lower bed on a bunk while he stared blankly at the ground. For once, his happy gaze was sad and he looked about to cry.
His hands were still and Percy immediately bolted to his friends. He wrapped his arm around Annabeth while at the same he placed his hand on Nico's chest. He could feel the steady rise and fall of his heart so he was confused as to why she was crying.
"Annabeth?" He asked. "What's wrong?" Annabeth glanced at him as tears ran down her cheeks.
"Nico w-won't wake up and- and." Her lower lip wobbled. "Percy, they said they'd..." She sobbed and buried her head in his chest, unable to continue.
Leo looked up, tears running down his face.
"They said they burned camp to the ground."
Well... I hope you guys don't hate me too much for that.
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