Percy Jackson and The Avengers

6

Steve POV

I walked to the gym/training room with memories haunting me. I thought I was the only one who wakes up at 5 am, how wrong I am.

I heard someone is using the robotic dummies of Tony, those things are very difficult to destroy. I slowly opened the door and peaked who is destroying the dummies. I could tell that I am shock watching Percy annihilate th robots, with my widened eyes.

How could this kid could destroy robotic dummies with only a double edged sword? As I watched him, I walked inside slowly and quietly as possible. I could tell that there is something bothering him that cause him to destroy everything in his sight. With such fury and pain written in his eyes, he destroys the robots into shreds. He suddenly stopped attacking the robotic dummies then clutched the sword and threw it. Frankly, he threw it at me and the good part is that the sword missed me by centimeters away from my left temple. I released my breath that I unconsciously holding in shock and fear to be impaled. I looked at Percy, who is looking at me with a blank and emotionless look. Dread crawled in my skin as he kept looking at me. After a few seconds, his face slowly turned to apologetic.

"I'm so sorry, Steve. I didn't mean to-"

"It's okay, you didn't pierced me with your sword. Be careful next time when you threw a sword, you may impaled your ally soon." I cut his apologises, as I grabbed the hilt of his sword and pulled it then slowly walked to where Percy is standing.

"I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to. I just thought that you are someone else I know that I hate." He mumbled his explanation, which I perfectly heard everything. I gave him back his sword and he nodded his thank you then resumed back to destroying the robots.

Based from his constant jabbing and slicing on the robots, I could tell that this someone that he hate gave him a hard and miserable life. He did some flips, turns, slashing, and stabbing. After a few more minutes, he destroyed all the robots that are stored here in to pieces of metal.

He slowly walked to the bench, that is at the back of the room, and placed his sword beside a duffle bag then brought out a bottle of water. After he chugged all the water and sat down, he placed his hands on his face.

What could make this kid be problematic in such a young age?

"Do want to talk about problems with me?" I asked with concern then sat beside him and placed my hand on his shoulder. He wiped his face with his hands then intertwined his fingers below his nose.

"No thanks, Rogers. I'm fine with releasing all my energy out on my training." He politely answered. I nodded then stood up in front of him.

"Do you want to spar with me?" I asked as I outstretch my hand to him. He looked at me and nodded then accepted my outstretch hand. He pulled himself up with such strength, that almost made me lose my balance for a second. He stood up walked to the wrestling mat on the floor. I followed suit and faced him.

"Are there any rules?" He asked as he went into his fighting stance.

"No killing?" I said but it came out to be a question and I went to my fighting stance. He nodded then we circled around for a bit.

His stance is balanced. He could be offense or defense in a matter of seconds and he has no weak spots in it. How could this kid know how to fight like a pro? Even when I watched the SHIELD agents train, there are weak spots at some point but Percy's eyes and battle stance shows experience.

Percy took my slight absentminded as an opportunity to attack me. He threw a punch on my stomach but I grabbed it with my left hand and I countered it with a kick with my right leg on his left flank. He grabbed it with left hand then grabbed my wrist with his right hand and threw me to the other side of the room. Surprised on his strength, I flew to the bench and did a flip in midair that made me to stand on it. I ran to Percy and threw a punch on his face then he caught my right fist with his right hand. He pulled me to his side that made me slide. I slide to his side and swipe my foot on his legs that cause him to fall to the ground but he did a back flip to regain his balance. He threw a kick on my head then I caught it with my left hand and I threw a punch on his face. I hit his face then he twisted his body and kicked me on the face with his other leg that made me released my hold on his leg. I was about to punch his stomach, when someone cleared its throat.

Percy and I immediately stopped and looked at the person who cleared its throat. His boot made a loud thud in the room everytime he took a step towards us, his eye stare blankly at us and his usual frown is plastered on his face.

"Director Fury." I said as I fully faced him. "Why are you here?"

"A conference meeting in 10." He said then faced Percy."And I came to you personally to let Percy know that to be prepared for tomorrow."

I nodded at Fury then looked at Percy. Fear and dread hit me, as I  witness Percy's glare at Fury. His glare can put Fury's glare to shame. He averted his look went to the bench and slung his duffle bag on his shoulder then went to us.

"This meeting should better be worth it, Fury." Percy glared at Fury, that cause me to be frightened at the kid and made Fury slightly flinched at his glare.

"It is worthy, Perseus." Fury deadpaned then walked outside the room.

Percy gave out a sigh and mumbled some word that I couldn't recognize then looked at me.

"We should go now." Percy smiled as if all his anger and hatered never happened minutes ago then walked out.

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