Son Of Nick Fury (Percy Jackson x Avengers)

Hiding and revealing the truth

Writing this earlier than it's meant to be uploaded for some odd reason. 

I've got two maths mocks on Monday (it's Friday), a ton of History homework and some biology homework on this "agent orange" thing. I have a little art presentation to work on too, so RIP me. 

Clint: 

The pain was nothing. When Percy stabbed me, I was a little shocked and angry until I saw his scared and confused eyes. he ran to his room and I couldn't get Jarvis to open the door. Steve and I tried to get it open, but nothing worked. Natasha came up confused until we explained. After she tried and gave up Natasha went to get some work done.

I got annoyed and worried, so I started swearing. I got scolded by Stevie for that, but I didn't care, I needed to speak with him. He looked really frightened and I knew it was better to talk it out instead of hiding.

The storm left as soon as it came which I found odd. Thor wasn't meant to be back, so I was utterly confused. There was no sign of him, so I pushed it off as bad weather.

"Percy, c'mon. open the door we need to talk." I said in an exasperated voice. I was sitting next to the door repeatedly knocking with Steve on the floor beside me. it had been a while, and nothing changed. Percy's bathroom had a noise I faintly heard of coughing. It was struggled and distressed coughing. I locked eyes with Steve who stood and pounded on the door with worry.

"Percy, let us in!" He shouts in a worried voice. He vainly continues to knock on the door, almost breaking it. "We can help, please."

"Percy, I'm not upset with you. I just want to talk." I tried. I heard the coughing continue as he gasped loudly but through the door it was faint. "Jarvis, can you explain what's happening?"

"I'm afraid not sir. Agent Jackson has turned off video for his room until said otherwise by him. His audio doesn't tell me anything that could help you." Jarvis informs.

I groan loudly. "Why do you think he did it?" I get asked. I shrugged, looking at Steve sadly.

"Maybe he really didn't want to eat." I guessed. "And was afraid to tell us."

"Or maybe he's just not hungry because he's unwell," Steve said. Our guesses were getting us nowhere right now.

Percy: 

It hurts, a lot. I'm not sure why but I had this pain in my stomach. All I could do was throw up my insides and cough up blood. I had a headache and felt dizzy from the coughing. I was scorching hot and considered losing the jeans but went against it. so, I sat shirtless and in pain with my music blasting loudly in my ears. I knew Clint and Steve were probably outside my door, but I was too scared to go out there, especially like this.

I got out a notebook and began writing. I wrote down all I knew about the recent situations. Downtown, SHIELD's current enemies, my current enemies, Leo's situation. I wrote it all down, humming to Panic! At the Disco songs. LA Devotee was a current favourite. I struggled to work with all the heat and pain, getting annoyed when I couldn't figure out how to spell something or couldn't remember a name or place.

After almost 20 minutes I took out my earphones and heard faint knocking. It stopped, Steve told me to open the door, his voice was sounding tired.

"Percy, I'm not mad. I promise I'm not upset." Clint's pleading voice said from the other side of the door. I felt bad suddenly. I shuffled myself next to the door, sitting next to it with a feeling of fear. "Percy?"

"I'm sorry," I said in a sad and soft voice. A pair of relieved sighs came from the other side of the door.

"It's okay bud. Was there a reason or – "his voice trailed off.

"I did-didn't realise." I managed to say. I held back my coughs. "I don't – I didn't realise what – "Clint interrupted me saying it was fine. I heard Steve whisper something, but I oddly couldn't hear it, then his footsteps went further away. We sat there for a while.

"Can you open the door now?" I froze. My hands had a faint stain of my own blood and I was looking pale. Could I? "Please?"

I unlocked it and remained sitting down. My papers were all spread on my bed, but I didn't mind. Clint walked in and sat beside me.

"What's wrong? Why can I smell blood?" Clint asked loudly with worry. I dropped my head. "Percy c'mon. you need to tell me," Need? Why do I need to tell him? I unexpectedly felt a little angry from that but hid my emotions.

"It hurts." I choked on a sob. He looked at me from his sideways glance, eyes glistening with tears that were held back. "It really hurts."

"You're not getting better, are you?" I shook my head, forcing myself to not cry. I can't keep crying; this is getting ridiculous. "How bad is it? Jarvis get Tony here!"

"I kept throwing up but-but there's nothing to throw up." I gulped unnoticeably. I heard a faint ding from down the hall. "And I keep coughing up blood."

"Who's coughing up blood?" Tony's voice asked as he came in. His face dropped when he saw me sitting with Clint on the floor. "Oh shit. C'mon," I stood with the help of Clint since I nearly fell over. Tony glanced at my bed before sighing. "Well since your bed is being taken up, I need to move you to my lab, is that okay?" I nodded.

With no shirt and the sickly feeling of emptiness and pain in my stomach, we headed down to his lab. 

A smol boi. Kind of a filler since I have lots of work to do this week, well month. 

(EDIT: It's Monday, I've done my two maths exams. So tired and nearly forgot to upload this chapter. Got into an argument with a bitchy liar who I keep not trusting but my two mates give her second, third and fourth chances.) (Also watched Frozen 2, didn't understand it. And I watched Last Christmas which melted my cold heart)