A/N Thanks y'all for reviewing my stories, even if they're criticizing and absolutely no help to anyone.

Percy thought about his plan. It was risky, and a long shot. But that wasn't the craziest thing that he'd done in his eighteen years. Far from it.

Suddenly, the door opened. Percy was instantly on guard. Standing in the doorway was Stars and Stripes, except he'd changed out of his outfit and looked more or less a normal person. "Come on, kid." He said. "Director Fury wants to talk."

Percy groaned, but got up and followed the buff dude to the meeting room. They probably picked this guy because he was the least likely to get beat up if Percy tried to escape. Percy kept one hand on Riptide, but unfortunately it wouldn't work on mortals. Too bad, because whoever was in charge of this whole thing definitely deserved a sword up the nose.

The person in charge was a pirate.

He definitely looked cool enough, with a black eye patch and a scar running across his forehead. Percy singled him out as the leader instantly. He held out his hand to Percy. "Hello, Perseus." Percy didn't take it, and instead looked at him closer, assessing his threat level.

"I'm Nick Fury." Mr. Eye Patch said.

"So what do you want, a prize?" Percy smirked. A guy with a goatee snorted. When the red haired girl-sorry, Natasha- glared at him, he raised his eyebrows innocently and went back to playing his game on his phone.

"Perseus-" Fury began until Percy interrupted.

"Don't call me Perseus or I'll punch you in your nonexistent eye."

"-I'm going to get straight to the point." Fury continued as if nothing had happened, though his face hardened. Percy could tell he wasn't used to not being treated as a superior.

"We want you to join the Avengers."

It was so silent you could hear a pin drop. Even all the other adults in the room looked shocked, like they hadn't gotten the memo. Percy decided to break the silence.

"The what, now?" Even Fury looked shocked now.

"You don't even know who we are?" Goatee man said incredulously. "Nope!" Percy said cheerfully. If the other people didn't look shocked, they certainly did now.

"You know, we saved New York City from in alien invasion last summer." It was Stars and Stripes who spoke up this time.

Percy thought about saving the world from Gaea last summer, losing his memory, and falling into Tartarus. "I've had a busy year."

"How could you not hear about it?" Goatee man asked. "It was everywhere, all over the news. How could you not hear about it on your phone?"

"I don't have a phone." Percy said shortly. His ADHD was wandering off task and thinking about his plan to escape. He doubted even he could get through these many trained fighters.

By the time he was paying attention, Fury was asking him a question. "So, kid, will you join the Avengers?"

Percy still wasn't really sure. "Hmmm, let me think about it no."

The adults glared at him. "How can you say no?" Natasha asked angrily. "Do you know how many kids want to have your chance? To save the world?"

Percy literally snorted. He couldn't even count how many times he had saved the world. "Sorry, I have enough on my plate."

Fury stared at him. "Jackson, I'm not used to being talked to that way. I'll have you know, I'm more powerful than the President of the United States. So, I would appreciate it if you followed my orders, or things could get messy."

Percy knew a thinly veiled threat when he heard one. "Try me." He said, smirking. Fury glared at him. Percy stared right back. Finally Fury scowled and looked away. Percy grinned more. He'd just won a staring contest with someone who was "more powerful than the President". Something else to put on his resume.

Fury narrowed his eyes. "Go to your cell and think about your answer, Jackson."

He said that like an adult giving a time out to a naughty child. The buff guy escorted him back to his cell. "I don't blame you, you know." He said.

Percy stared at him. "What?" He'd expected the guy to be angry at him. Not that he cared one way or the other.

"I don't blame you." He repeated. "Saving the world… it's a lot of pressure. Most teenagers just don't like that kind of stuff. I'm Steve Rogers, by the way."

"O-o-o-kay." Percy said. "Thanks, I guess. I can handle pressure. I already have enough… stuff going on right now. What with being stuck in a cell."

Steve winced. "Yeah, sorry about that." Percy didn't answer. They were almost to his cell. If Steve was so interested in his wellbeing, he could take it up with Fury.

He walked in his cell and Steve shut the door. Percy waited a bit so the people watching the cameras wouldn't be too suspicious. When he thought it was safe, he did a good taxicab whistle. Hopefully the security guards would just think he was whistling for the fun of it.

Nothing happened. Percy whistled louder. Finally he thought he could sense the Pegasus outside his cell.

What's up, boss? Blackjack said. What'cha doing in this big, heavily guarded building?

Long story. Percy thought back. First, you've got to get me out of here. Percy could almost hear Blackjack grinding his teeth.

Um, boss, that might not be a good idea. Percy explained the plan quickly. By now, the security guards had to be noticing something, Mist or no Mist.

Gotcha, boss! Blackjack said. Don't die!

Okay, Percy thought. Time to start phase one. "Hey!" He yelled as loud as he could. "Get me out of here! There's this big thing next to my cell, pounding on it!"

Back in surveillance, the agents couldn't believe what they were seeing. "Um, Fury?" Agent Hill said into her earpiece. "We've got a situation." Fury came rushing in.

"What?" He said, a little annoyed. Then he looked into the cameras. "Is that a… horse with wings?"

Agent Hill looked at him as if he'd gone crazy. "No, it's just a horse."

"Yeah, of course." Fury looked at it again. Sometimes it was a horse with wings, other times it was a normal horse. Whatever the case, they had to get rid of it. Perseus was yelling and banging his fists against the door.

"Hill?" Fury said.

"Yes, sir?"

"Check on the prisoner."

"Yes, sir." Hill ran off into the cell.

Percy grinned when he saw the agent approaching. He could take her down pretty easily. When she opened the door, caught off guard, he punched her right in the nose. "Ow!" She said glaring at him. Apparently it would take more than that to take her down. She aimed a punch right back.

He punched as hard as he could in the stomach. This time she fell over. Percy jumped over her and ran as fast as he could through the building. Some agents tried to stop him, but he kicked or punched right through them. Finally he got to the third floor. There were agents guarding all the exits.

Percy looked at the window. Blackjack! He thought.

On it, boss! Blackjack came flying up to the window. Jump! I can catch you… probably. Percy groaned. He'd heard that before.

He looked at the window. This is going to hurt. Then he glanced at the agents with guns pointed at him. But that will hurt worse, he decided, and jumped out the window.

Annabeth
30 minutes later
Camp Half-Blood

Annabeth paced around the camp green. Percy had been missing for two days. Chiron had told her not to worry about it, but she did anyway. She was not ready for another Percy/Jason disappearance thing again. She wasn't sure that she would ever be ready. Maybe he disappearing had something to do with what he had kept trying to tell her

She'd been too busy with her new job to listen. Man, was Annabeth regretting that now. Instantly, as though her thoughts had called him, Percy came flying over on his pegasus, Blackjack.

"Percy! Where have you been? It's been over two days! You promised that we would never get separated again, Seaweed Brain." Annabeth punched Percy in the arm.

Percy had the nerve to laugh, which made Annabeth's blood boil.

"Sorry, I tried not to get captured by an extremely dangerous government agency, but they wouldn't listen to my diplomacy."

"You-you did what?" Annabeth said. Even for Percy, that sentence was strange. He told her what had happened.

"Why didn't you tell me that there were people following you?" Annabeth asked.

Percy shrugged. "I tried. You were too busy with your internship, and I didn't want to worry you."

Annabeth winced. "Sorry. It's really fun to have something challenging for a change. I guess I just got distracted."

"It's fine." He said. "How's it going? Anything unusual with all of the technology there?"

Annabeth shrugged. "Only one little incident. They haven't fired me yet. I'm getting better at manipulating the Mist." She told him what had happened.

Percy was astonished. "You took down a cyclops, and they didn't notice?" He wasn't surprised that Annabeth had killed a cyclops. After all, she'd single-handedly survived Tartarus and retrieved the Athena Parthenos. It was the 'not noticing' part that Percy was surprised about.

"Yeah, and obviously I didn't want them to see me stab a normal man, or what they thought was a normal man at least, so I hid my knife in my hand and punched him. It was fun seeing absolute shock on Tony Stark's face for once. Then I manipulated the Mist, so everything's cool now."

He grinned. "Well, I guess we both had some stuff to catch up on."

"I'll say."

They kissed. When they pulled apart, Percy's grin faded. "I'll have to be even more careful from now on. I won't even take out my pen sword in public. Well, unless I really need to." He added.

Tony Stark
Stark Industries
One week later

Tony was in a meeting with Nick Fury. For some reason, he was very interested in Tony's intern. "What's her IQ level again?" Nick asked.

Tony resisted the urge to roll his eyes. "Two hundred three."

Nick couldn't resist looking surprised. "And what is yours?"

Tony had to stuff down the urge to yell, 'Higher than yours, that's for darn sure'. Pepper thought he was immature enough already. "Two hundred fifty nine."

Nick made some notes. "That's pretty close to yours."

"Don't remind me. She beat the test that we set up for her in less than three minutes. For most of our older guys, it took twenty."

Nick nodded, like he was just confirming what he already knew. "We're thinking of including her in our Avengers Initiative program."

Tony sat forward. "Fury, you can't include her in all of this. First the Jackson kid, now the Chase girl. We don't need babies in the Avengers."

Fury raised his eyes to the heavens, like, 'why do I have to explain this to you?' "Mr. Jackson goes to a camp that doesn't exist. He let slip that it was called Camp Half-Blood. Miss Chase also supposedly goes to a camp that doesn't exist. At least, nothing shows up on our satellites."

Tony pulled out his phone and searched for camps across New York. There were plenty, but none called Camp Half-Blood.

"Stark!" Fury said. "Are you listening to me?"

"Oh yes, Fury." Tony said innocently, glancing up from his phone. "You know I'm always very interested in what you have to say."

Annabeth
Two minutes earlier

Annabeth was walking by the door when she saw a man with a black eye patch stride into the meeting room. She took a double take. The man looked exactly like the one Percy had described that kidnapped him. In a split second decision, she grabbed her invisibility cap from her locker and put it on. Annabeth slinked into the room just before the door closed.

She listened intently. When Annabeth heard her name, she frowned. What was the Avengers Initiative, and why did Tony Stark seem to know exactly what it was? Was he involved with these people? She gave a start when she saw that the other man was still talking.

"Percy Jackson is appears to be able to control water, and Annabeth Chase is unusually smart." There was no doubt. This was the man who had kidnapped Percy. Annabeth resisted the urge to rip off her hat and punch this guy in the face. "Our theory about the camp is that it takes teens with unusual powers, and helps them train." The man with the eye patch said.

"Which isn't necessarily a bad thing." Tony added.

"True." Fury agreed.

"The question is, what is their end goal? How did they get their powers?"

Annabeth almost laughed. You have no idea, she thought.

"If Jackson was part of this program, he could be a huge asset to the battles that we fight." Fury said.

"And Annabeth?" Tony asked. Fury shrugged. "If she's as smart as you say she is, she could help us with remodeling our headquarters. And from what you told us, she isn't a bad fighter, either."

Tony sighed, relenting. "When are you going to brief her?"

Annabeth didn't need to hear anymore. She silently left the room. She would have to tell Percy and Chiron immediately. She quickly scribbled a note making up an excuse to leave, and put it on Tony's desk.

When Annabeth arrived at Camp Half-Blood, Percy was fencing with one of the dummies. When he saw her, he smiled, and wiped sweat from his brow. "Hey! I didn't know that you got off this early!"

"I didn't." She said in a clipped voice. "Who's the guy who kidnapped you again?" Percy's grin faded at the urgency in her voice.

"I don't know, I think it was like, Nate Fury. No, Nick Fury." He said.

"Styx." Annabeth cursed.

Percy studied her. "Annabeth, what happened?" She told him what she had heard.

Percy groaned. "Of course that happened because of me. Come on, let's go tell Chiron."

Natasha Romanoff
Shield Headquarters
Present moment

Natasha was sitting in one of the main frame computers and using one of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s most useful inventions. They called it Satellite Sweep, or Sat-Sweep, for short. It meant that if it was connected to a satellite, it was eyes and ears for them. It had proved invaluable in finding Loki last summer.

Natasha surfed through all of the phones in New York, looking people saying either Percy Jackson or Half-Blood. The first one they found was some kid talking about his game, Mythomagic. The other one seemed to be Percy Jackson's mother.

Finally, they found one that seemed to be useful. It seemed that some teenager had left their phone open. They couldn't see anything, but they could hear everything. The location was Long Island. Natasha looked at Fury. He nodded. It was a girl's voice, and she was arguing with someone.

"No, Percy, it wasn't your fault that they saw you. Besides, they can't know that you're a Half-Blood; they just think that's the name of our camp… Wait a second."

The girl brought the phone up to her face. She was frowning, like she knew that someone was watching her. Natasha's brain sparked. The girl looked like Stark's new intern… or maybe she was Stark's new intern.

The girl contemplated the phone for a second, and then chucked it as hard as she could. It landed in the dirt, and the vision blacked out. Natasha nearly gasped (not that any self-respecting Russian assassin would ever do such a thing). No normal teenager girl would even think about throwing their phone anywhere.

Annabeth

Annabeth dusted her hands off. "I should have thrown that phone away long ago."

Percy stared at her, dumbfounded.

"What did you do that for?"

"I don't know." Annabeth said. "Someone could use it to spy on us, right? It could have just been nerves."

Percy kissed her on the cheek. "You can never be too careful. Besides, it attracted monsters anyway."

A/N Sorry if I exaggerated Annabeth's intelligence, but it was kind of necessary for this story.