(Okay guys sorry for the wait. I was lazy and didn't want to type. Like I'd be staring at my laptop and thinking, 'I should write a chapter. Nah.' Also because I wanted to see if anyone told me to update. :3 Sorry if this isn't the best chapter but I'm writing this as I lay in bed with a really bad headache.)
"So. You like cats?" Percy asked T'Challa, tilting his head to look at the Wakandan king.
"Percy." Steve said in a disapproving tone. Percy gave him a slightly angry and tired look. Sam answered for him.
"What? Dude shows up dressed like a cat and you don't wanna know more?" He asked, watching Percy stare out the window, watching the cars pass by. Steve thought for a moment than turned to T'Challa.
"Your suit. Vibranium?" He asked carefully, watching the Wakandan.
"The Black Panther has been the protector of Wakanda for generations. A mantle passed from warrior to warrior. And now because your friend murdered my father, I also wear the mantle of king." T'Challa paused for a moment then looked at Steve. Percy snapped back to attention as he watched.
"So I ask you, as both warrior and king, how long do you think you can keep your friend safe from me?" He finished, staring at Steve straight in the eye.
"What's going to happen?" Steve asked, his voice concerned as he watched Bucky get wheeled out of the room strapped inside a bullet proof glass cage.
"The same thing that ought to happen to you. Psychological evaluation and extradition." Everett Ross answered with a smug undertone to his voice.
"This is Everett Ross, deputy task force commander." Sharon said, rubbing her hands together.
"What about our lawyer." Steve asked. Everett laughed harshly.
"Lawyer, that's funny. See to their weapons are placed in the lock up. Oh, we'll write you a receipt." He said, shaking his head. They started walking to the central area as Sam watched his suit be rolled away.
"I better not look out the window and see anybody flying around in that." He warned and Percy snickered.
"That would be funny." *He said, following the group. Sam nudged him with his shoulder.
"You will be provided with an office instead of a cell. And do me a favor, stay in it." Ross said, leading them to the cells.
"I still got school." Percy pointed out.
"Whereas Jackson will continued school at Goode under very high watch." Ross continued as if the teen had never spoken.
"I don't intend on going anywhere." T'CHalla said in a gruff voice, walking at the head of the group. Natasha merged with the group, walking next to Steve.
"For the record. This is what making things worse looks like." She said, a small smile on her face. STeve turned to her, his face filled with raw emotion.
"He's alive." Steve spoke the two simple words and Percy stared ahead, wincing slightly.
"The remaining of us are now at court-sec. And, Colonel Ross is supervising the clean up." Tony spoke into an earpiece, waving at the group as they entered.
"Try not to break anything while we fix this." Natasha smirked, directing the statement mostly at Percy. The demigod pouted and stuck his tongue out.
"Consequences? You bet there will be consequences. Obviously you can quote me on that because I just said it. Anything else? Thank you, sir." Tony let out breath as he hung up his call.
"Consequences?" Steve repeated, raising an eyebrow.
"Secretary Ross wants you both prosecuted. I have to give him something." Tony said, giving a helpless shrug.
"I'm not getting that shield back, am I?" Steve asked, a slight angry tone in his voice. Percy pat his pocket and let out a breath as he felt his pen.
"Technically, it's the government's property. Wings too." Natasha told the group, smirking at them.
"Now that's cold." Sam and Percy said in unison. Percy stuck his tongue out at Sam, Steve shaking his head and smiling.
"Warmer than jail." Tony called over his shoulder as he walked out of the room, his voice fading. Percy watched and his eyes dropped to the table.
"My life just got a whole lot more complicated." He muttered to himself.