ARC TWO: OFF WORLD DRAMA

CHAPTER ONE: FITTING IN

PREVIOUSLY:

An uncomfortable silence descended on the duo for some time before being broken by Percy, "So, Black Widow huh?" he asked with an uneasy smile on his face.

Natasha sniffed, "At least I don't have a lame ass name like Blood Merchant" she scoffed making Percy look at her incredulously, "I'll have you know that my name is not…" he started but was cut off by Natasha grabbing him by the band of his shorts, "Oh shut up merc boy, we still have some movies to watch" she said breathily.

Percy barely managed to stifle a moan as her hand came a little too close to his member.

They both paused for a moment before she dragged him to the couch where they both plopped on the couch to continue their movie that was half finished already.

Knowing that Natasha was in SHIELD was enough to strengthen his already set resolve.

It wouldn't hurt to be a hero one more time, 'at least it's not any Greco-Roman business' he thought.

NOW:

TWO MONTHS LATER

Percy bubbly walked through the corridors aboard the hellicarrier, as of now he was an official Avenger (he wondered why that name reminded him of a cheesy comic book).

Now that he actually thought about it, it was funny that he a mercenary who would kill or back stab anyone for money joined the Avengers Initiative within a day while the other so called heroes were quite adamant about it.

Well except for Anthony Stark, there was nothing that guy could do that would surprise Percy.

Needless to say that on his first day aboard the hellicarrier he was greeted with hostile glares and mistrusting gazes, he even heard that Fury had some trouble with the board of SHIELD directors on his decision to even consider including a 'psychotic mercenary' in the objective. He merely scoffed at their sub par attempts to intimidate him, his uncle Hades had a worse glare than all of them combined.

Besides he wasn't here for them, he was here because of the promise he had made his step father and even though it wasn't exactly what Paul wanted, it was better than being a wanted mercenary.

That and Natasha could be very persuasive.

He stopped that train of thought as quickly as it came the moment he came close to the training room, he looked at the remaining length of the corridor that he had to walk down before casting a glance at the doors to the training section.

He was supposed to be at a meeting with the other assembled members of the team (he wouldn't exactly call them a team, he had taken a bet with Natasha over when Steve would lose his cool and shove a boot up the billionaire playboy's ass after all) and yet he wanted to knock some sense into a few of these SHIELD agents for their previous snide comments.

"I'm sure that they can wait another fifteen minutes or so, I won't be gone that long" he muttered to himself under his breath before pushing the doors open.

All forms of conversation and mindless chatter ceased in an instant as the mercenary turned Avenger stepped into the hand to hand combat area of the training room.

He scanned the sea of heads wordlessly before his eyes landed on a male figure, what was his name again? Oh yean Kurt Russell level seven agent, he was also the dumb ass who had made the most snide comments about the mercenary meaning that he had just earned himself a place on said mercenary's shit list.

"Hey you" Percy called out to the operative making him raise an uninterested brow at his person, "Yes?" Kurt replied lazily making it obvious that he didn't deem Percy as a threat.

He was about to swallow those thoughts with an unhealthy dose of ass whooping.

"Me and you, spar, right now, whadday say?" Percy asked with a glint in his eyes, the SHIELD operative scoffed at him while the others in the room chuckled slightly at Percy's request as it was a well known fact that agent Russell had actually defeated a handful of level eight agents in spars.

Impressive, but it was nothing to boast about in Percy's books, he had actually faced worse things than these half baked loonies.

"Okay then, let's do this but I have to warn you, this is a hand to hand combat sparring exercise meaning that you can't use your cheap Merc tech to help yourself" Kurt mocked.

Percy face palmed so hard that the occupants of the training room jumped back in shock before groaning, "I have an education you mediocre imbecile, I know what a hand to hand sparring session is" he stated.

The agent's face went red in anger making Percy blink at how easy it was to push this guys buttons without even trying.

"Okay smart ass, let's do this" the SHIELD operative growled as he took a defensive stance, Percy rolled his eyes at the quick tempered and irate agent before his.

He removed his face cowl much to the surprise of everyone there as he had never removed his mask before, he dropped the face shielding material to the side before removing his bullet proof vest made leaving him in his long sleeved black shirt.

At this point all the females and a few males were looking at him with bed room eyes making him shudder at the overwhelming amount of lust in their eyes.

It was creepy to be honest.

He dropped that to the side as well before cracking his neck, "Ready?" he asked the agent and got a tense nod in response.

Without warning, Percy covered the distance between himself and the agent and gave an experimental jab (which the agent had trouble seeing coming) at him which he barely managed block with both of his forearms crossed in an X fashion.

Kurt's forearms made a popping noise making him clench his teeth together tightly to avoid screaming in agony, he didn't get any reprieve to back track before a harsh back hand connected to his cheek making him spin as blood and a few teeth flew out of his mouth.

Percy gave a light kick to his chin making him lose his balance and crash face first to the training mat. Percy pressed his lips together tightly as he looked down on the unconscious and slightly battered form of agent Kurt Russell while everyone else gaped at how quickly the fight had ended.

Turns out that this mercenary wasn't all tech and no skill after all.

'That's it!' he questioned himself mentally before speaking up, "Can some one get this guy a medic please?" he asked tiredly making a few agents scurry away in search of a medic.

Percy rubbed his jaw, he was expecting the agent to be a bit more of a challenge so that he could have a good workout before pulverizing the sharp tongue SHIELD agent into a red stain on the floor.

"Was that really necessary?" the voice of a new entrant of the room questioned making the other agents rush back to whatever they were doing as they recognized the voice, Percy turned to the form of Agent Phil Coulson (one of his few friends) leaning against the door of the training room before rolling his eye, "It was just a spar, how was I supposed to know that the shit stain had a skeletal structure made of glass?" Percy said defensively.

Phil shook his head at the man, "I don't know about him having glass for bone, but I know that those fists of yours are not normal" he stated while Percy huffed in resignation as he put his bullet proof vest back on and opted to hold his face gear in his hand,

"Anyway, I was told to get you for the meeting" Coulson said with a small smile on his face, Percy's eyes bugged out at that statement as he had totally forgotten about that detail.

"Later!" the mercenary called out as he sped off towards the direction of the meeting room, Phil's smile widened into a full one at his friends forgetfulness.

WITH PERCY:

Percy skid to a stop just a few inches shy of slamming face first to the door, he straightened himself out and fixed a few crinkles on his sleeve before opening the door open and walking in.

"Thank you for finally joining us Perseus" Fury said in a tense voice that showed his barely contained irritation, Percy smiled cheekily at director before plopping unceremoniously on his chair close to Natasha.

The Russian rolled her eyes at him making him grin sheepishly at her, there was nothing he could do that could surprise her any more.

They knew each other that well.

"Seeing that you were absent for the majority of the meeting I will sum everything up for you, Loki has been spotted in Germany, no doubt he intends to attack the opera house within the area he is situated to make a statement"

Oh, did he forget to mention that Loki had stolen the tesseract and was in hiding….huh, guess he did.

Percy clicked his teeth, "Could you I don't know, be more specific with this 'location' that you speak of" he said using air quotes for emphasis.

Fury smiled tightly at him, "Maybe if you were here earlier you would know, but you were late you'll have to deal with it or if anyone here feels the need to let you know then they will disclose it out of their own free will" he said in a clipped tone before briskly walking out of the room.

The other avengers quickly scurried out of the room before he could ask them the location leaving him and Black Widow alone in the room.

He frowned at their abrupt departure before turning to Natasha to ask only to be cut short, "Nope" the red head said popping the 'p' before taking her leave.

His frown evolved to a scowl before he stood up and made his way out of the room.

'Great, just great I left Greco Roman bullshit behind now I'm on the receiving end of Norse bullshit' he thought grumpily.

AN: Short? I know but with a good number of reviews there is a likelihood of me posting tonight.

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