CHAPTER 8: PERCY MEETS A CYBORG
IMPORTANCE NOTICE: READ THE AUTHORS NOTE.
PREVIOUSLY:
Leo gaped at him while Nico pinched the bridge of his nose and muttered something that suspiciously sounded like 'my cousin is a schizophrenic sociopath'.
"… isn't sociopath-y the new face of badassery?" Percy asked with twin sea green orbs that radiated innocence that Nico and Leo were sure did not belong there.
Looking at the time, the two immortals wordlessly agreed that their time was far spent.
"Look Percy, if you need some one to talk to, I'm always a shadow away, you don't have to carry this burden on your own"
Leo nodded his agreement.
On that note, the two were gone in burst of shadows and a burst of flames respectively.
Percy's care free smile dropped into a menacing smirk at that.
He crumpled the Pepsi can into a ball and then closed his eyes in focus. Within a few seconds, the reason of his focus was made known and a figure very similar to him in all ramifications split from his person.
Open his sea green eyes that were glowing, a sure sign that his powers were in use, he spoke to his carbon copy.
"Join up with the others in Quebec, Boreas has put the final nail in his coffin by rejecting our initiative, convey this mental message to them… and end the wind god"
NOW:
"You finally decided to show up?" Steve asked with a hint of irritation in his voice.
Percy shot the Captain an annoyed look, "Keep talking, the time you decide to stop being a prude and finally decide to bang Peggy's niece, then I'll listen to your thoughts on my sex life"
Steve sputtered indignantly as his face took on a red hue while Sam outright gawked at the jab at the Captain.
Before more words could be exchanged, Natasha cut in "That's enough, I think we have more pressing matters to attend to. Like the fact that a certain somebody is stirring up trouble in S.H.I.E.L.D" she stated in a serious tone as her spy/assassin persona came into full effect.
"But where do we start? Sure we have weapons, and Percy can probably pull out some last minute moves that can either save our asses or give us a great advantage. But despite that, let's not forget the fact that S.H.I.E.L.D is a powerful agency with a lot more influence and resources than any of us combined, and it's all more or less in the hands of HYDRA now" Steve stated stressfully.
Percy stared at the sentinel of liberty for a while before chuckling darkly, he muttered a few unintelligible words before straightening up once more, "Cap's right, we need to approach this tactfully... which is why I propose that we go straight for the jugular. In two days time, Alexander Pierce will be meeting with a software designer under S.H.I.E.L.D's pay roll in Japan, Tokyo to be precise. This software designer is a HYDRA operative and is part of the team working on an algorithm that is a guaranteed game changer for HYDRA. I propose, that we use this opportunity to capture, for information sake, either Pierce or this software designer… who for some reason I can't remember his name right now"
"…"
"…"
"… you really need to stop keeping intel from us" Natasha stated an exasperated tone.
"I'll do that once you start asking, one problem with killing the human race is the problem of assumptions and presupposition. You assume, that because I don't talk, that I don't know anything. Once you start asking, then you'll start getting info… communication is a two way street after all" Percy stated sagely while wearing a pair of reading glasses that seeming came from nowhere.
"That is the most retarded logic I have ever heard" everyone else intoned at the same time.
Percy huffed indignantly.
"Randomness aside, that's the best course of action we can take at the moment. For now, let's worry about getting to the land of the Rising Sun without going through the usual process, we're bound to be found out by S.H.I.E.L.D if we do" Steve said.
"… I hope you guys have a strong stomach"
"What?"
"Come again?"
"Huh?"
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""I don't really see what you guys are complaining about; this was a perfectly convenient way to travel" Percy complained as he stared impassively at the hunched over forms of his 'travelling companions' as they chucked up the content of their stomachs.
Turns out that mist travelling could actually be a trigger for motion sickness.
"Percy… if you do that again, I'll chop your balls off" Natasha muttered darkly.
"Or you'll just suck on them since you find me too irresistible"
Natasha sputtered, Sam choked for air and Steve face palmed.
"Percy '4071'. Natasha, '6'"
"… I really hate you sometimes" The red head grumbled.
"Of course you do" Percy drawled back sarcastically, turning his attention away from her, he raised his arms in an flamboyant manner and then gestured to the surrounding area with a sense of faux pride, "Steve – Kun, Sam – Kun and Natasha – Chan… welcome to the land of the rising sun!"
"…"
"…"
"… for some reason, that sounded racist" Sam mumbled to himself.
"Would you stop it with the racist allegations already!"
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TWO DAYS LATER:
"Status?" Steve asked coolly, adjusting his baseball cap as he took a sip of his coffee in a nearby coffee shop, discreetly observing the surrounding area.
"Pierce just met up with the programmer, and there's sniper presence in the area" Percy grumbled back over the earphone, he was clearly pouting over something.
"I didn't think that it was serious enough to involve snipers" Natasha stated as she adjusted the scope of her 'anniversary gift'"
"That's an irrelevant thought! I still stand by the fact that we should have seen a few sights before we began this Tartarus forsaken mission!" Percy complained.
"You can pout all you want Percy, but we'd rather not risk getting deported because you decided to go racist on a bunch of Japanese indigenes" Natasha replied agitatedly.
"I'll have you know that my Japanese is perfectly …"
The fugitives were all dressed in regular western garbs, all except Sam who was wearing the Falcon exoskeleton suit.
"If we thought it necessary to bring a sniper, then I'd be surprised that he didn't arrange snipers" Sam interrupted from his position atop a nearby skyscraper, no doubt uninterested in the incoming 'never ending' debate about lingua and the likes.
"Just goes to show you how far HYDRA is willing to go to accomplish their goals" Steve growled as his grip on his cup of coffee tightened considerably, enough to make it crack.
"Cool it old man." Sam placated over the comm link.
"I get this tingling feeling that some major shit is going to hit some serious fan in this episode" Percy mumbled to himself.
"Come again?" Natasha questioned.
"The universe is giving me a sign that it intends to piss over our plan" Percy replied in a monotonous voice.
"… ookay. Please keep your head in the game"
"You're saying that now…"
"An armoured truck just pulled up close to their rendezvous point… no one's stepping out of the vehicle" Sam informed.
"Geez, talk about over kill, one would think that they're expecting Al Qaeda to make an appearance" Percy jabbed.
"Percy, alone you are worse than Al Qaeda. Combine Steve and Nat and then their prepping is justified" Sam stated as if it were a scientific fact.
"Hey, since when did Sam start talking to me like an equal …"
"They're stepping out" Sam interrupted Percy's tirade.
"That was quick" Natasha chimed in as she steadily fingered the trigger of her 'mystical' sniper rifle.
"This was no doubt an exchange, and not a meeting… slight change of plans, grab the programmer, forget about Pierce for the time being" Steve ordered.
"You got it Cap" Sam stated before jumping of the sky scraper and spreading the wings of his Falcon suit, quickly taking off towards the still unnamed supplier.
"I really hate to be the 'burster' of the bubble, but Sam…"
"Yeah?"
"Look out"
"Wha… shit!"
A rocket made contact with Sam, blowing him out of the sky and sending him careening towards an industrial building.
"We've been spotted!" Natasha informed as she observed multiple armed men coming out from the armoured vehicle.
"No shit Captain obvious… er, Black obvious?"
"Now is not the time for your punch lines Percy!" Steve reprimanded as he hastily exited the quaint coffee shop, "Sam! You okay?" he asked over the comm link as he retrieved his Vibranium shield from where he had stashed it away.
"I'm good… urgh. Just a few bruises and scrapes" Sam groaned back.
"I for one have had enough talking, time to crack some heads wide open!" Percy proclaimed before pulling the hood up and dissolving into fine mist.
With a fizzle of water, he appeared next to one mercenary and quickly drew his Katanna blade, 'quick draw' style. The mercenary only had time to widen his eyes before his head was lopped, accompanied by a spectacular shower of blood.
Turning the flat side of his blade, Percy blocked a bullet that came his way before quickly slashing diagonally with his sword. This had the effect of redirecting the incoming wave of bullets towards some unfortunate mercs as well as some parts of the asphalt road.
With a slight tilt of his head, the hearts of half of the present mercenaries exploded within their chests. Death was instantaneous for that lot.
"Tch"
Deciding to preserve his present source of entertainment, Percy spun his blade in a circle with the hilt as the middle point to get rid of the blood stains before adopting a manic grin underneath the shade of his hood.
"So… whose next?"
His response was in the form of gunfire from a mini gun. Deciding against tanking the shots due to his unwillingness to reveal one of his many trump cards, Percy dived out of the way, taking cover underneath a nearby vehicle as the bullets shredded said vehicle.
The mini gun operator's firing was brought to an abrupt end as his head exploded into multiple bits in a shower of bits of skull and brain matter, he fell from his elevated position atop the Armoured Vehicle and land on the asphalt with a dull thud, with the entirety of his head missing and the stump that was his neck bleeding profusely.
Seems like Natasha wasn't idle after all.
"Sorry about the delay, had to get rid of the snipers in the area" Natasha stated over the comm. link.
"Of course you did"
"Don't sass me Percy, this is a godly weapon after all…"
"… I'll try to keep that in mind next time I want to piss you off"
"Good Percy"
Said male quickly leant back in a great display of flexibility to avoid a barrage of incoming bullets, before sneezing a little, this mundane looking action sparked off a little geo seismic movement enough to throw the mercenaries off their feet.
A shield suddenly collided with the head of all the fallen mercs, sending them all into the sweet, sweet, realm of unconsciousness.
"Steve?"
"Yeah?"
"I don't know if anyone has ever told you this. But… that shield does NOT obey the law of physics!"
A SMALL APARTMENT IN QUEENS:
Fifteen year old Peter Parker sneezed violently, "Ah fiddlesticks, I think I'm coming down with a cold."
TOKYO, JAPAN:
"I know Percy, I know"
The captain was suddenly sent flying as a silver metallic arm slammed into his back with the strength of a small car ramming into a pedestrian.
Percy cocked an eyebrow at the owner of the offending fist.
"You are one badass looking Cyborg"
Said Cyborg cocked an eyebrow at the unexpected compliment before quickly bringing his metal arm upwards to his face to block an incoming bullet.
Block the bullet he did, but he did not in the slightest anticipate the force of the bullet to send him back, slamming him into the armoured vehicle with enough force to cause said vehicle break in two before his impromptu flight was ended by him regaining enough of his mental faculties to halt himself by digging his metal arm into the asphalt and skidding to an immediate stop.
"Please don't kill him yet Nat, I really want to see what this guy is made of"
"… your choice honey, we need to get a move on"
"What about the programmer?"
"Sam's got him, I'll beep you our location once you're done having fun, do remember to bring Steve along as you're coming"
"You're the best, sweetheart"
"Tell me something I don't know"
Shutting the communication device off, Percy shot the unconscious form of Steve Rogers a dirty look before sighing in irritation, "Of all the times to get your ass knocked out, and it wasn't my hand work!"
After a few more second of mourning, Percy straightened up and looked at the rising form of the Cyborg, "Hope you're not one to take offence too quickly, but I'm about to check your threat level and then prove to you exactly how many leagues I am above you. But first of all… you got a name?"
His response?
The Cyborg charged.
AN: Hello everyone! I decided to stop being lazy and update, yay! That aside, the next update may be in a weeks time… or in two months time.
Don't start throwing the knives yet, there's a perfectly good reason for this!
My semester exams are almost over, and I will be spending my long vacation in the countryside where there is no WiFi whatsoever and my access to data is limited if not nonexistent. I apologize for the inconvenience but hey, at least I'll spend this holiday getting in the good graces of my folks!
Shoutout to sonofcreation for being an awesome (and timely) beta (even though he doesn't get most of my jokes *sigh*), you guys owe him a big thank you for this chapter.
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