CHAPTER FIVE: REQUIEM OF A DEAD MAN
AN: READ AUTHORS NOTE AT THE BOTTOM!
PREVIOUSLY:
Soon the entirety of the agents were in bleeding and unconscious heap, strangely though Percy noticed that he did not kill any of them rather choosing to either maim them or knock them unconscious.
'Meh, there's still blood everywhere so I guess I kept up my reputation' he thought with a shrug.
Suddenly his ears perked up to a whizzing sound and he quickly raised his left hand just in time to catch an incoming arrow, he narrowed his eyes at the arrow as he heard a beeping noise from it before his eyes widened in realization but it was too late.
The arrow exploded sending him to the floor to kiss the asphalt, he quickly stood up and turned to the direction the arrow came from.
He saw a black haired man with an arrow nocked in a bow trained on him, he made to mist travel around him regardless of revealing one of his 'trade secrets' to pound him to the ground but stopped suddenly as his eyes widened in recognition.
"MICHEAL?!" he asked / yelled incredulously.
NOW:
The archer narrowed his eyes at the mercenary, "How do you know that name?" he growled in a threatening voice.
Percy did not answer the question but rather opted to stare with an agape mouth (not that it could be seen) at the son of Apollo who he had presumed dead during the battle of Manhattan.
Seeing as the mercenary would not answer the question, Hawkeye released the nocked arrow at him, that seemed to snap Percy out of his trance and rolled out of the way of the arrow (he had learned his lesson).
He quickly stood up from his roll and pulled out his guns before opening fire on the archer, Hawkeye performed a roll of his own and fired off two arrows as he came to a crouch, said arrows were in turn intercepted by several adamantine bullets which he had to dodge as they came his way.
Using the distraction, Percy holstered his gun and covered the distance between himself and the archer causing said archers eyes to widen in surprise.
Percy delivered a swift kick to the bow wielding man's gut causing him to hunch over in pain, he attempted to deliver a haymaker to the side of the archers head only for the fist to be blocked by the bow.
The bow broke on impact with his skin causing the bow and arrow wielding S.H.I.E.L.D agent to bug his eyes out in surprise. His surprise was short lived as a jaw breaker connected to the right side of his face sending him crumpling.
He attempted to roll out of the way but was to slow to prevent the sharp kick that connected to his rib cage, the kick finished his intentions for him as the force of the kick sent him rolling on the asphalt.
Despite the pain wracking his body, Hawkeye still managed to get to his feet albeit shakily and got into a sloppy defense stance, the mercenary raised an eyebrow at the S.H.I.E.L.D agent 'most people would be out of commission after that hit' he thought to himself.
The archer ran up to him and attempted to deliver a round house kick to his temple only for his leg to be caught mid swing, Percy hooked his arm under his knee and spun him around in a 180 degree motion before slamming him painfully on his back to the asphalt.
The archer coughed out blood and groaned in pain, "You know for a demigod and war hero, you're kind of sloppy" Percy said to the agent's downed form, his eyes widened in horror at the fact that this mercenary knew what he was, he made to open his mouth and speak but was cut off, "Nah, I'm just awesome that way, how've you been Michael?" Percy asked with a curious stare at the agent.
"H…how…d..do you kn…know that n..name?" he croaked out a question at the merc who in turn raised a questioning brow at him, "What do you mean? Isn't that your name? 'Michael Yew', that's the name your mother gave you, isn't it? I mean who else would actually name you? Your dad? Hell No! He was too busy knocking up another mortal *sigh* I'm rambling aren't I?" Percy asked back after his ramblinig session.
"…What do you think?" the archer deadpanned causing the mercenary to smirk under his cowl, Percy looked up to see more ropes be thrown down from the Hellicarrier and groaned in displeasure.
Turning back to the (formerly thought to be deceased but still very much alive) son of Apollo and spoke, "Well it was nice and fun to have this little chit chat session Mikey, but alas duty calls, see ya!" and on that cheerful note, the blood thirsty mercenary dropped a small pebble on the ground.
On contact with the asphalt surface, the pebble exploded in a cloud of thick smoke sending the agent into a coughing fit. By the time the fresh batch of agents had arrived, the smoke had already cleared showing the absence of both the mercenary and the containment vessel which had the Tesseract in it.
Seeing as they was no one to apprehend, the agents decided to help their fellow colleagues out by moving them to the med bay of the now descending Hellicarrier.
Clint Barton (or Michael Yew) stood up with difficulty while wincing in pain for every inch he lifted himself, once up he grabbed the broken remains of his once perfect bow and looked at them in awe at how much damaged had been done to the near indestructible bow.
Some agents rushed to his side to assist him to move to the med bay but he waved them off rather opting to go himself.
Before he could leave a smudge of red caught his eye, he walked over to one of the eight bullet ridden armoured vehicles and saw a writing written with blood (if the smell and its attraction of flies was anything to go by) causing the hardened S.H.I.E.L.D agent to pale a little, the note read:
Pleasure doing business with you sir
Please come again next time.
Signed: Blood Merchant
The agents left eye twitched, 'What the hell is wrong with this guy?!" he thought to himself.
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Percy was standing on the roof of an apartment complex, the place where he would wait in order tp meet this mysterious 'Mando' person, deliver the Tesseract and receive his payment.
As expected of the contractor, a pudgy and fat man(if that is even possible) with a bald scalp, he showed up an hour late in an Helicopter while being escorted by two buff looking body guards causing Percy to snort 'As if that would help him against someone like Deadpool' he thought to himself as he continued to watch the fat man waddle towards him.
He himself was dressed in his usual combo of form fitting black jeans and a hoodie that covered most of his face.
The fat man finally arrived from his 'long' walk considering the fact that he was sweating bullets from walking from the chopper to where he was standing.
"Ah Mr. Blood I see that you have acquired the item" the man said in a Boston accent as he eyed the briefcase that Percy was holding.
Percy rolled his eyes, "Is it that obvious?" he asked sarcastically causing the fat pig to chuckle, "Your sarcasm is unnecessary Mr. Blood, but regardless hand over the briefcase so that we can get this transaction over with" he said with an out stretched arm while licking his lips.
Percy gave the man a dull look, "Pay before service" he said in the same dull tone of voice causing the fat individual to growl in irritation "Your money has been transferred to your Canadian account, now hand it over" he snapped in irritation.
Percy gave the man a glare causing him and the duo of body guards behind him to shrink back in unease, he smirked at their reactions before whipping out his phone to check for any notifications.
True to the Pig's word, the money had been sent to his account and so without even glancing up, he extended the briefcase to the man who snatched it and the key to open it.
Smiling in satisfaction at what he saw, the man shut the briefcase and turned to the mercenary who was now playing Clash of Clans on his mobile phone, "It was nice doing business with you Blood, maybe we can do this some other time" and without waiting for a reply he spun on his heel and began to walk away.
He has barely moved twenty five feet before the two body guards by his side dropped to the ground dead with bullet holes in their heads.
His eyes widened in horror as he could immediately tell that the Blood Merchant had double crossed him, but before he could act on it a bullet fired from a gun with a silencer attached to its muzzle pierced through his skull causing him to drop dead with the look of horror still plastered on his face.
Without looking up from his phone, Percy shot the pilot of the chopper as said pilot tried to fly away from the area causing the helicopter to crash to the streets below.
Percy exited the game and walked over to the 'Mando's' dead body where he grabbed the briefcase containing the Tesseract and began to walk away. Advanced Idea Mechanics or A.I.M for short had offered him a whooping sum of seventy two million dollars if he could get them the Tesseract.
Screw ethics when you can keep gloating over the billions of dollars you have in your account.
AN: I promised another update tonight, well here it is. I need you guys to recommend any available Percy/Natasha fics on this site because ya know just because I'm writing one doesn't mean I won't read one, am I right?
Yep that's right the poll is closed, and Natasha Romanoff aka Black Widow is the undisputed winner.