Hannah stared at her reflection in the mirror.
Unsure on how to make herself look presentable. Her face was covered with freckles on her nose and she had hazel eyes. Her skin was light olive but her face was much lighter than the rest of her body and her cheeks looked like she was constantly embaressed. To top it of she had crazy brown hair with uncontrollable curls.
Hannah grabbed the mess that is her hair and pulled it into a ponytail. She brushed her teeth and put her boring earrings in. Just another one of the many perks of going to a private school, she thought to herself a small smile escaping her lips. Hannah looked at her reflection before turning on her heals and walking into her bedroom.
She had an average sized room with a double bed squished in the corner. One wall had been painted light green and had posters of inspiration messages, famous dancers and actors as well as random posters she had found in magazines.. She had a white desk that was the same style as her bed. Modern but still quite classy. Ah, the joys of what you can find in IKEA. Hannah had spent the past four months trying to make her room look better and she was almost done, all she had to do was hang up a few photos, and stick some things onto her cupboard. It would be a really nice room, if it wasn't messy more often that not.
She glanced at the clock and almost swore when she realise how late it was. She quickly grabbed her school bag, and flung it over her shoulder. She left her room to grab her lunch and say goodbye to her parents before leaving to go to school.
She caught the bus, and as per usual she sat awkwardly by herself trying to listen to the conversation that was happening in the seats behind her.
Eventually she gave up on learning about Mr Jones new golf clubs and she stuck in her head phones and starting to play music as loud as it could go. With the sound of the music slowly letting her mind drift off in to day dreaming land, she blankly stared out of the window at the cars rushing past her. She couldn't help but think that she was in a movie, this thought brought a smile to her lips.
Lost in her dreams, hannah almost missed her stop. She quickly grabbed her bag and ran for the doors, just making it, and earning herself a dirty glare from the bus driver. She looked back apologetically as she crossed the road, ready to complete another day of utter madness that is school.
Percy Jackson looked back one last time at camp before running off into the forest.
He waited till he hit the road before he whistled and Blackjack came dive bombing towards him. Percy had to leap out of the so he didn't become a half-blood hamburger.
'Yo boss, do you like my new trick? I've been working on it all week. Cool isn't it?'
"It would be cooler if you don't almost squish me" Percy stood up brushing the dust from his jeans and top. "And what did I saw about calling me boss"
'Sorry boss, but no can do. Where will I, the amazing Blackjack be flying you today?'
"We are going to Los Angeles, to go find some new demigod. I will give you a bonus box of donuts if you can get us there by lunch" he said while getting onto the Pegasus' back.
'Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy,oh boy. I love donuts! You're the best boss in the whole entire world!' Blackjack said while revering up onto his hind legs and flapping his wings in anticipation.
"I know, I know. But I'm deadly serious I want to get some food before I go searching" Percy hopped onto the back of blackjack. And together they flew of into the clear blue sky.
Steve Rodgers walked into the meeting room.
He was still yawning and he was not impressed that he was called in so late to an avengers meeting. Tony had probably called an emergency meeting, just so he could show of some new feature that he had added to 'his' tower.
He took his seat in between Natasha and Tony, who both seem equally unimpressed. Slowly the rest of the gang trickled in. Fury entering last and slamming the door behind him. Carrying an extremely skinny folder.
"Some one missed there nana nap" Tony said under his breath.
Fury looked Tony straight in the eyes and glared at him, scowling. Tony all of a sudden found the hemming if his jacket the most interesting thing ever.
"Some of you may be wondering why I called you into a meeting this late at night. Well, I need you to spy on a kid, and detain him if necessary" he stated in a monotone,"here is his profile"
Steve was the first one to grab the folder, he opened it and saw a photo of a twelve yr old boy with raven black hair and startlingly sea green eyes smiling goofily at a camera with an arm wrapped around two blurred out faces next to him. I continued on and read...
Name: Perseus Achilles Jackson.
Age: 17
Parentage: Sally Blofis(mother), Paul Blofis(step-father), Gabe Ugliano (ex-step-father, missing) real father, unknown.
Steve continued to read through his profile. Absolutely amazed at how much this kid has done. How can you manage to blow up every school you have ever attended? And how do you make your entire class fall into the shark tank. But what surprised Steve most was his picture.
He was only 12 in the picture but it says his age was 17. How can it be that S.H.E.I.L.D doesn't have a recent photo of this kid. He closed the folder and passed it onto Natasha who skimmed through it.
"how did he go missing for 8 months?" She asked incredulously.
"I don't know how but it's like he disappeared completely of the face of the earth, but after 8 months we found security camera footage of him in Greece, here I'll show you" Fury proceeded to walk over to a computer and type in a few words and a giant holographic video popped up.
It wasn't very good quality but you could definitely see a tall, muscular teenager with raven black hair. He looked severely injured and was barely walking, he had massive cuts all over his body, and he was wearing completely ruined jeans and an orange top that was so ripped that you see most of his torso which was bleeding profusely. The kid was desperately trying to run away from something, but his ankle looked twisted in an unhealthy looking position, and he was leaning on what looked like a baseball bat for support. He kept looking behind him as he hobbled away as fast as he could but before he could reach any shelter there was a deafening roar and his eyes went wide as he jumped out of the way, narrowly missing having his head knocked off by a flying power pole.
Steve had to look closer at the image to see if he really did see a power pole. But before he could get a better look, the kid turns around and pulls his baseball bat that was winking in and out of existence, and into what looked like a sword. He looks straight ahead and took an obviously painful breath.
Steve looked around to the others seeing that they are as confused as he was, but before he could think about it to much Bruce's eyes go wide, as what looks a giant bear comes charging at the kid and punches him causing the kid to fly several feet into the air before falling back to the ground and skidding a few metres. The kid struggles to get up and turns to face the bear again. This kid has a lot of determination, Steve notes as he continue to watching the footage. But before they could see how it finishes, a massive wave came flying over the kid and smashes itself into the beast and the camera causing it to short circuit. The camera is now just flashing images and we catch glimpses of the kid lying on the ground motionless.
The whole group sat in silence. To shocked to say anything. Everybody's face was completely covered in disbelief, that is except for Natasha and Clint's. The two spy's face were blank, almost bored. They both looked like they could definitely go out for a drink right now.
"Considering the things he has done to every school he has come across, and also after being accused of kidnapping his own mother and two other kids, one of whom is disabled I might add. We think he is a terrorist and he needs to be taken care of. Am I clear?" Fury yelled at as his voice slowly getting angrier.
"Fine Mr grumpy pants, whatever you want. We will start spying on him tomorrow. But I am not going to attack a kid" Tony said while standing up and leaving the room, either to go to sleep or have a drink I assumed.
"I expect a progress report at the end of the day" he directed his comment at clint, before walking out.
"Why does he make me do them all the time. Why not you?" He said sighing and looking at Steve, clearly annoyed.
"Because I still don't know how to use all this high tech fancy stuff, and I'm sure Fury wouldn't appreciate hand written report" He replied, shrugging his shoulders innocently. He scoffed and left the room. Steve followed suit not excited for the coming day.
How can Fury expect us to attack a kid?
AN- yay! Oh my gods that took so long to write! Hope you enjoyed it! Sorry that I made the Steve POV so long but percy and Hannah's POV's will get longer as well.
Please review! Tell me if any of the characters are OOC, and yes Hannah is my OC.