Tony couldn't believe it; Fury called a meeting... AGAIN. Does he ever get a break? Well, since he got woken up, he decided he's going to arrive fashionably late. Haha, payback.
~~~The Inevitable Time Skip~~~
Tony walked into the briefing room about twenty-five minutes late, and the look on Fury's face couldn't get scarier.
"Glad you can join us, Stark," he spat angrily. "Do you wanna tell me why you are twenty-five minutes late?"
"No, I don't think I will."
Tony received one of Fury's wolf glares and tried his best not to flinch. FAIL! He flinched. He sat down on one of the chairs around the circular table. Capsicle was to his right and Bird Brain to his left. Natasha was directly across from him, Thor was at the opposite end of Fury, and Bruce was next to Clint.
"Now that you're here, we can get to business."
Fury slid a file to Steve. "Detain him" was all Fury said. Steve opened it, and surprise washed over his face.
"You want us to detain a kid?" he asked incredulously.
"Let me see," Tasha said
Steve slid it to Tasha; she shook her head. The file got passed around until it reached Tony. And they're staring right at his face was a picture of his nephew. Tony immediately stiffened. And everyone noticed
"You okay, Stark?" Barton questioned
"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?"
"You just tensed up, that's all."
He read the file
Name: Perseus 'Percy' Achilles Jackson
Age: 17
Mother: Sally Jackson
Father: Unknown (lost at sea, presumed dead)
Stepfather(s): Gabe Ugliano (missing presumed dead)
& Paul Blofis
Date of birth: August 18, 1998
Hair: Messy Black
Eyes: Sea green
Lives: 156 17th avenue, apartment number 304
Note: Kicked out of 6 schools, most of which he blew up. Dumped class into a shark tank, fired Revolutionary War Canon at a bus. Connected to unsolved crimes, and is suspected of kidnapping his mother at age 12. In the same year, he assaulted 3 old ladies on a bus that he later blew up with 2 other people, got into a gunfight with an unidentified biker at the end of August. Suspect of blowing up the St. Louis Arch. Also saw at the scene of Mt. Saint Helens during its eruption. He blew up a car park last summer and was seen traveling with 6 other people in Greece etc.
Threat level: black
Status: Dangerous (Alive)
Suspected terrorist
Must be detained.
"I want him detained in forty-eight hours," Fury said again, and then he walked out of the room.
"So, what do you think?" Natasha asked, "Demigod or not?"
"Demigod definitely," the team answered.
"His file is proof."
WAIT! TONY'S NEPHEW A DEMIGOD!? No, not possible. He would never have imagined it.
"What do you think, Stark?" Bruce.
He was about to answer when JARVIS interrupted them.
"Sir, you have a phone call from Perseus Jackson."
Why is Percy calling me? I haven't spoken to him in years! Tony thought. Something must have happened.
He got all sorts of looks from the team ranging from confusion to accusation.
"Uh, answer," he managed to say through my surprise.
"Hello?" He asked
"Hi T," he heard Percy say, his voice cracking, "Can I spend the night? Something came up".
"Yeah, sure, where's Sally?"
"I'll tell you later."
"Yeah, you can come."
"Okay, thanks, I'll be there in twenty" he sounded relieved.
He hung up. And Tony turned nervously to face the team. And the table erupted in chaos.
"WHAT THE HELL STARK?"
"HOW DO YOU KNOW HIM?"
"WHO IS HE?"
"I'M GONNA KILL YOU"
"WHAT IS GOING ON?"
"CALM DOWN EVERYONE," he yelled, gods "CAN YOU ALL CHILL?"
Everyone settled down, and Tony breathed a sigh of relief.
"How do you know him, Stark?" Natasha asked
"Uh well, that's complicated."
"So, then uncomplicate it."
"You'll see when he gets here Romanoff, and then I'll explain."
"Fine, but watch out."
Damn, that woman is scary. Steve gave him a strange look of disapproval.
"Sir, Perseus is in the lobby. Shall I send him up?"
Tony looked at the team briefly before answering. Detaining him was easier than they thought it would be. But Tony wouldn't let them touch his nephew. He smirked inwardly.
"Yeah, JARVIS, send him up."
"Okay, sir."
They waited for about five minutes before they heard a Ding the elevator arrived. Tony got up from his seat and went to greet his long-lost nephew, the team following close behind. It's been at least six years since he saw him last. He stood there awkwardly with a black knapsack hanging on one shoulder. He looked tired, and his eyes were tear-stained. He was tall and looked very athletic, nothing like the skinny eleven-year-old boy he saw six years ago.
"Percy"
"Hi Uncle Tony"
The team stared at us in shock.
"HE'S YOUR NEPHEW?!" Barton yelled in confusion
"Yeah? And?"
Percy looked very uncomfortable, damn them.
"Come, Percy, let me show you your room."
"K great," he said, relieved.
Tony led him back into the elevator, and they descended to the floor seventy-second. He showed him to his room: blue walls and a king-sized bed, a computer on a desk, and a night table.
"Are they always like that?" Percy asked
"Pardon?"
"The Avengers, are they always like 'Do now Talk later'?"
"No, they're just surprised, that's all. Don't worry about it. You okay, Squirt?" Tony said, using the old nickname.
He smiled faintly. "Not really, Mom and Paul got into an accident, and they didn't make it."
Tony stood there in shock. Sally Dead? It can't be. That's not possible. His tears threatened to spill. He pulled Percy into a hug.
"I'm so sorry, Percy. But everything's gonna be fine, okay? You have The Avengers and me; we're gonna be your family".
He smiled a real smile this time. "Thanks, T, I owe you one."
"you owe me nothing, Squirt. Now I better go before the team kills me. Come up when you're ready, seventy-fifth floor," he replied hurriedly. Tony gently kissed the top of his head and then ran down the hallway to the elevator.
~~Time Skip~~
He returned to the living space, also known as the Avenger's Floor, where the team was waiting for him.
"Explain" was all Natasha said. When did she become the team's spokesperson?
"Well, Howard and Maria adopted a girl named Sally a few years after they adopted me. She grew up and had a kid. That kid's name is Percy Jackson. So, Percy is my nephew. Does that explain your questions?"
The team stared blankly at him, "and no, I have no idea if he's a demigod. But take it easy on him, all right? He just lost his mom".
"We have to find out if he's a demigod before Fury. If Fury finds out he's in danger", Steve stated
"we'll ask him later."
Natasha snorted, "yeah, like he'll tell us, oh, by the way, I'm a demigod, now is there any food."
He glared at her "he'll talk, just not to Fury."
"Fury doesn't know about the gods' existence, which is fine by me. The less I have to hear about the gods, the better" we all nodded our agreement to her statement.
We heard the familiar ding of the elevator. "he's here."
"Tony?" he called
"In the kitchen, Perce," he yelled back.
He walked in awkwardly and waved at the team.
" WE NEED INTRODUCTIONS," Tony shouted.
"Um, I'm Percy, but you probably knew that considering my file is on the table," he said. Subtle.
"Natasha Romanoff, a.k.a Black Widow" wow, she actually gave him her real name.
"Clint Barton a.k.a Hawkeye
"Steve Rogers or Captain America"
"Bruce Banner, also known as the Hulk."
"I AM THOR ODINSON!" ouch, can he be any louder?
"Well, nice to meet you all," he stopped. "Are those Pop-Tarts!?"
"Yeah," Barton responded.
"Give me" he then ran over to where Clint was sitting and grabbed the box of Pop-Tarts.
"I like your kid Stark," Clint said with a smirk.
Natasha grew serious, and she glared at Hawkeye. She then turned to Percy and asked, so straightforward Tony almost choked on air, "Are you a Demigod?"
Percy jumped slightly and narrowed his eyes. This is going to be interesting.