CHAPTER 5: OF COURSE... THERE'S ALWAYS A PROBLEM

After a few more hours of grinning manically at the… pleasant memory, Natasha's eyes finally began to flutter open causing him to lose the silly – in his opinion at least – grin on his face and put on a genuine smile on his face.

"Morning Nat" he greeted with the smile still plastered on his face, the red head blinked before opening her mouth to speak, only to shut it quickly and blush a fiery shade of red as the events of the previous night came crashing down on her.

Percy's smile turned into a smirk as he saw her inadvertent face colouration, "Oh my, I didn't realize that red is the new morning colour" he stated sarcastically making her blush deepen into a deeper shade of red.

He couldn't keep it in any longer and suddenly burst into a fit of rambunctious laughter, "Fucking Jerk!" Natasha raged as she hammered on his chest with her fists until the pain of having two fists (that packed more of a punch than their deceptively small sizes allowed people to percieve) pounding away at his chest over rode his amusement over her blush.

"Ow, okay, okay I'll stop! Owiee! Jesus Christ that one stung! OUCH! Mercy!"

With a self satisfied smirk, Natasha stopped her onslaught on his poor chest – a pervert would say that she was just looking for an excuse to touch his chest… and would be ninety seven percent correct – and instead straddled his waist and rested her hands on his muscular chest (aha!) and then planted a small, chaste kiss on his lips before pulling back and smiling shyly.

Percy still couldn't wrap his head around the fact that an assassin like her who had killed hundreds of men via seduction could become a shy school girl having her first time with her high school sweet heart , so he settled for a wry smile instead of giving himself a headache.

"Percy..." she began softly, "… about last night, did you mean what you said, you know about not being bored of me" she finished in the same meek voice and a dusting of pink on her cheeks.

Percy gave her a deadpan stare before releasing a long exaggerated sigh through his mouth and all of a sudden flipped them over with himself now straddling Natasha. He held her hands over her head and his sea green eyes stared straight into her emerald orbs, "I haven't and will never get bored of you Natasha, but I am sure as hell getting irritated with you asking me that damn question" his voice dropped an octave, "Or would you prefer if I prove how much you feed my inner beast" he all but growled out making her gasp as she felt her nipples harden just as clear liquid began running down her thighs.

Before he could begin another sex session that would no doubt last the entirety of the day, the apartment door was suddenly slammed making Percy pause and making Natasha growl in utmost irritation at the unwelcome intrusion/ interruption of what would no doubt have been a pleasurable early morning experience.

With an irritated eye roll, Percy gave her a simple peck on the cheek and got up – she pouted – before haphazardly throwing on some clothes and walking out the door.

With another growl, the Black Widow got up and went to take a shower before dressing up as well and walking out the same bed room door.

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"Cap, this is a pleasant surprise" Percy stated with a raised brow at his Captain's (he would never admit the fact that he respected the guy, not in public at least) haggard and battered appearance.

"I wish I could've been here under much better conditions, but as you said yourself, the fates are hardcore bitches" the Captain stated tiredly, before grimacing at what just flew out of his mouth"

Percy raised an impressed brow at the Sentinel of Liberty, "Well look at you captain, before you know it you'll be able to speak like a modern, twenty first century youth…" he paused and then grimaced in an exaggerated manner, "… I didn't word that well".

It was Steve's turn to raise a brow at the assassin, "First of all, don't get used to it. Secondly, no you didn't"

Grumbling a bit, Percy got himself a can of Pepsi and cracked it open before taking a large gulp, "So… what brings you to these parts? Aside from the fact that you are a Brooklyn boy er, man"

At that, Steve's facial expression became grim once more, "Fury's dead" he stated making Percy pause mid gulp before finishing the rest of the drink at a go, "And I'm guessing that you're on the run because S.H.I.E.L.D believes that you're either his killer or at the very least have something to do with his murder?" Percy asked calmly.

The captain nodded, "That's not all, for some reason, the world believes that I'm someone called the winter soldier and aside from S.H.I.E.L.D, the FBI, CIA and practically every security organization in the world wants my head on a stake."

"Winter soldier?" Natasha butted in out of nowhere, Steve jumped in fright at her sudden appearance while Percy smirked a little, "He's some sort of genetically enhanced superhuman cum terrorist that only pops up whenever Cap over here is off the grid" Percy stated off handedly making all the occupants of the room (the Maximoff twins included) blink in surprise before staring at him with either surprise or irritation at the fact that he had such information… and with held from informing S.H.I.E.L.D.

Seeing their stares, he raised his arms defensively, "Don't look at me! Information ain't free ya know! Be glad I ain't charging" their stares lasted a little longer before everyone, except Steve who was twitching in anger, face palmed at the sheer… on second thought, they weren't surprised, this guy was a certified psycho after all.

"Fury's dead dammit! How can you possibly be thinking about money at a time like this!" Steve exploded making everyone go quiet.

Everyone except Percy that is.

"I get that you're pissed and honestly if I were in your shoes I'd be far more pissed than you, but if there is one thing I will not you do, not at the moment at least, is to freaking explode in some sort of righteous fury that will cause team tension just cuz some asshole out there thinks that it will be an awesome plot device… aaaand I'm rambling again" cue blinking, "My point is this…" he fixed the captain with a steely gaze which made him fidget, "… I hold very little things in regard, just because you care about someone or something doesn't mean I'll give a fuck if it lives or dies… I'm smart enough to know exactly how and when to play my cards, that's why I'm always ten steps ahead, capiche?"

The captain nodded uneasily and Percy cracked a grin, "Splendid! Grab your gear Nat, not the cat suit, I might just jump you if you do." Natasha blushed at that before glaring at him only to get a cheeky wink in return.

The red head huffed in irritation before strutting of to grab her guns.

Steve stared at her retreating form for a moment before turning back to Percy, "You love her so much, don't you" he stated rather than ask but was steam rolled over as Percy ignored him in favour of asking him a question instead.

Steve frowned but kept quiet.

"Whose your friend?"

"Huh?"

"The black guy standing behind my door?"

"Isn't that a racist statement?"

"Bite me Steve, it's only racist if I had intentions of the statement being racist"

"… I guess"

With a simple tilt of his head, the door was blasted open and the unidentified male came tumbling into the apartment.

The Maximoff twins watched on… this guys life was honestly more interesting than watching TV.

"You got a name pal?"

The man swallowed nervously, "Uh, Sam Wilson" he managed to speak out without squeaking, sqwaking, stuttering or mumbling.

It was a miracle.

"Hmm, any relation to Wade Wilson?" Percy asked apathetically.

"No"

"Good, I'm Percy Jackson AKA the Blood Merchant, welcome to team BBC! Your names not in it cuz honestly, it'll just ruin a well thought out team name. And before you ask, yes I have been watching RWBY a lot…"

Sam just blinked but still remained weary, this guy in front of him was a dangerous assassin due to his unpredictability which was his greatest advantage over other assassins.

"Thanks? I guess"

"Grand!..." he turned to the Maximoff twins, "The flat is yours for as long as I'm away, be good and no parties in the living room"

They nodded.

Percy turned towards the room, "Would you get out here already woman! We're running late!"

Natasha walked out of the room, "Hold on to your sanity Sam, Percy can be a bit… intense at times"

"Pffft! Don't mind her Sam, you'll have a swell time with me"

"I'm sure I will" the potential Avenger mumbled.

Falling into step with Steve, Percy cast a look at the first Avenger, "Steve?…" the war hero turned to face him, "… do you know why I wouldn't change a thing in the past even if had the power to change anything?" Steve shook his head, "Firstly, because all the shit that happened allowed me to meet someone as wonderful as Nat. Secondly…" he paused and smiled eerily, "… my time in Tartarus provided me with a means to travel between dimensions, and of all the multiple versions of myself, only one of me managed to ingrain an ideology in my head…"

Steve swallowed nervously, "What was it?"

Percy's smile turned into a small grin, "Always, always, have a Backup Plan.

AN: We are at 97k+ views… and I just started this story as an experiment! You guys are awesome! Anywho, it seems that the previous chapter was well received despite its graphic content and I'll be honest with ya all I was nervous that I would be flamed to hell for that, so thank you for not flaming.

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