CHAPTER ONE: THE MISSION

Percy was running, which was quite funny considering the fact that Kowalski told him that this mission was easy, 'easy my ass' he thought to himself internally as he swore (internally as well) to butt rape the tuxedo wearing ass hole with a flag pole when he saw him next.

He skid to a stop close to a sports bike in a parking lot, grinning to him self he quickly mounted the bike with the briefcase on the fuel tank while resting against his abdomen.

He quickly hot wired the motorcycle and with the screeching of tires he sped off narrowly dodging gun fire. "HOW THE HELL ARE THESE MORONS FINDING ME!" he screamed in frustration causing some pedestrians and drivers (who were narrowly escaping from the way of his frantic 'driving') to look at him strangely.

He changed his course to a construction site with intentions to end this ridiculous chase as soon as possible.

He drove through the barrier firmly aware of the two armoured vehicles following him at blazing speed. He zoomed through a strip of road (which would be a walk way once construction was done, but meh stuff happens).

Suddenly two armoured vehicles blocked the exit and men clothed in bullet proofed suits and armed with various weapons alighted from said vehicles and aimed their weapons on him.

Percy squeezed the throttle of the bike and gained speed as the mercenaries opened fire on him, the bullets simply bounced of harmlessly of his skin as he narrowed his eyes at the mercs.

Once in range he quickly jumped off the bike sending it speeding into the ranks of the mercenaries, he whipped out two Glock 9 pistols and rapidly fired at the carburetor of the motorcycle which exploded amidst the hired guns.

He spun around and opened fire on the other armored vehicles, had the gun and bullets been regular mortal ones, they would've simply clanged of the thick armour of the vehicles.

But the Glock's being fired (and the bullets as well) were made from adamantine, so they tore through the armour like hot knives through wet tissue paper.

The insides of the vehicles were painted red with the blood of the mercenaries, a stray bullet hit the gas tank of one of the vehicles causing it to erupt into flames, the blast pushed the other vehicle backwards causing it to slam into another fast approaching armoured truck instantly killing all the occupants.

Percy exhaled through his nose and looked at his clothes, his skin might've been resistant to the bullets, but the same could not be said for his clothes, "The one time I decide to put on a Tux and I am bathed in bullets, I knew I should've put on my suit.s" he grumbled.

He sighed, 'better make myself look presentable' and with that thought he vanished in sea mist.

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Percy was back in the same alley way that he met Kowalski the night before, this time around he was playing 'Gods of Rome' online on his mobile phone and decimating the competition as he played.

Just as he unlocked a level three Hercules on his phone, the sound of an approaching vehicle became clear, the green eyed male sighed in irritation before pausing the game, locking his screen and pocketing the phone.

"I still can't wrap my head around the fact that when ever I wait for you, you always waste my bloody time, but when I find something interesting to keep myself occupied, you decide to pop up just then?" Percy asked with a raised eyebrow.

"There is no time for your pointless banter, did you deliver the package?" Kowalski asked in his usual monotone voice.

Percy sniffed, "I tried to deliver the package, but the damn retard tried to shoot me in the head, something about leaving no loose ends" he said with a careless shrug.

The tuxedo clad Russian's eyes widened momentarily before he narrowed his eyes, "But what happened?" he asked tersely.

Percy rolled his eyes as if the man had asked him a stupid question, "What do you think? I shot the ass hole in the head before braining his goons with a metal bar. It was fun" he replied while muttering the last part to himself but it was obvious that he was heard.

The Russian tensed as he remembered exactly who he was dealing with, the fact that this man standing in front of him had given him a name besides his alias (even though he highly doubted that his actual name was Jackson) was a wonder to even him.

'Blood Merchant' AKA Mr. Jackson as he chose to be addressed by (only by his person) was one of the top five most dangerous solo mercenaries on the planet (a list tabulated by the almighty Deadpool himself), with a rate of insanity surpassing Deadpool and a success rate higher than the Black widow, he had performed missions for who ever was willing to pay his price ranging from simple thefts to performing hits in the Triskelion itself,

Shaking his head to clear out all the horrendous and painful ways that the Blood Merchant could kill him if he crossed, he turned to the assassin who was currently playing with a scalpel (he had no idea where he got that from, and it served the purpose of increasing his anxiety)

"Did you at least bring the package with you?" Kowalski asked as he began to work up a sweat, Percy looked at him for a second before bobbing his head up and down in response to the question.

Letting out a sigh of relief the Russian spoke again, "Hand it over then" he said tensely. Percy looked at him with piercing sea green eyes, "Is that an order?" he asked quietly.

Kowalski was sorely tempted to shake his head furiously as a way of saying no, but he fixed the blood merchant with a blank stare (he had a little dignity after all). Percy grinned at him toothily, "Just kidding" and with that cheerful statement he dug his hands into his boxer briefs inside his jeans and brought out a glowing red sphere.

Kowalski's eyebrows shot up in shock, 'that was synthesized Uranium combined with tesseract energy, HOW THE HELL IS HE STILL ALIVE?!' the Russian thought in bewilderment as he placed the uranium/ tesseract combo in a containment briefcase.

He was promptly snapped out of his internal musings when a finger snapped in front of him, "This look like your bedroom to you? I said give me my damn payment" the blood merchant snapped at the bald Russian.

"y..yes, the money has been sent to your account" he stammered, Percy stared at him for some moments before whipping out his phone, unlocking it and exiting the Gods of Rome game (pay now, game later) and going through his notification list.

"Sweet I got paid" and with that simple comment the psychologically unstable mercenary walked into the darker areas of the alley way causing the Russian to sigh in relief…..only to jump out of the way just in time to avoid being run over by a motorcycle zooming out of the darkness of the alley….with the Blood Merchant as the rider.

'WHAT IS WRONG WITH THAT GUY?!' he thought with further bewilderment as he watched the mercenaries form speed off into the New York night.

AN: Has anyone played the Gods of Rome game? If you have, tell me what you think of it. This is my first time writing a crossover, so encourage me with your reviews, favs and follows. Don't forget to vote on the poll for which ever pairing you want.

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