Son Of Nick Fury (Percy Jackson x Avengers)

Sad moods and feeling down

Damn, I started this story on August 20th. 

Percy: 

When I wake up it's in a lab. I'm tied down to the bed with restraints and can't move anything. I struggle pointlessly. I hear nothing and can't see anyone.

Why am I restrained? It's clearly Bruce's lab but why would he do that to me? Is it because of my powers? Have they done it to Leo?

I struggle some more until I hear the seams stretch. Then I get an arm free, it's red and stings with pain from my tugging. I hiss in pain and hear footsteps from outside the glass rooms. Someone runs in when I get my foot free which burns painfully instantly too.

"You broke them?!" Bruce's voice rung in my ears. his face comes into view and I lean my head back, reaching my free hand to my hair.

"Yeah, and it fucking hurts," I complain annoyed. 

"Then maybe you shouldn't try and break them." He suggests in a calmer voice. Bruce undo's them carefully.

"Then maybe you shouldn't restrain me!" I yell at him. He looks hurt but I don't apologise. I wipe tears I wasn't aware I had from my face. Tartarus visited me in my dream again but just showed me the battles while I wasn't able to move. Waking up restrained wasn't a good thing to start with.

I go to stand but Bruce pushes me down. "Your fever got insanely high when you passed out. We had to make the room cold. I put restraints on because you were thrashing in your sleep." Bruce explains. I shove his hand away and stand. I'm overcome with dizziness and black spots dance in my vision. I support myself against the table, closing my eyes from being lightheaded. "Percy, just lie down." I shake my head and open my eyes.

"I'll be fine. there's more to worry about then my health." I said, making my way to the door. Bruce sighs and follows me to the main lounge where it's pitched black and nobody is there. "How long was I out?"

"The whole day, it's nearly 5 in the morning." Bruce answers. I rub my wrist gently and go to the kitchen. Bruce is left confused when I get out cold pizza and begin eating it from the fridge. "What are you doing?"

"Eating," I answer like it's obvious – oh wait! It is. "I'm hungry, don't question it." He doesn't dare. "How long have you been up?"

Bruce answers quickly. "Jarvis woke me up when you woke up." He says. I nodded, taking another bite of cold pizza. I was still a little shaken up by my dream and wake up state, but I tried not to lash out again. I look around and see Bruce getting a mix out the fridge.

"What're you making?" I ask.

"Pancakes." He replies.

A shy grin pops onto my face. "Can you make them blue?" I ask. his brows come close together in confusion but gets out the food colouring. "My mom used to make me blue food." I look down as I speak, holding the pizza with one hand. "My stepdad said there was no thing, so she went out of her way to make all our meals blue."

"Sounded like a good family to have traditions like that," Bruce said. A good family? As if.

"Not really," I said. Bruce looked at me to continue as he mixed the colouring in. "My stepdad was, uh, abusive. He killed my mom, so I was sent to an orphanage." A hand is on my shoulder, but it's not Bruce. It's Steve. I give him a sad smile and hear a sizzling noise. I'm tensed for a second until I realised it was Bruce – and my weapon was cold pizza.

"You'll win." Steve jokes. I glance at the pizza.

"Don't underestimate my ability to fight with pizza," I reply, same light-hearted tone of voice. He smiles like we're old friends and looks over Bruce's shoulder. I glance to the wall and see it's ten pasts five in the morning, meaning people will wake up soon.

As though I predicted it, Leo walks out next. He sits beside me, taking my pizza. "Thanks," he says, taking a bite into the half-eaten pizza. I immaturely pout and Leo nudges me from the side. "Feeling better?" Bruce turns at this. I just nodded, not trusting my voice to lie right now.

Bruce sets blue pancakes in front of me and Leo. I eat slowly, knowing I've lost my appetite a bit but not wanting to argue with anyone right now.

Soon the others wake up and come out to us. Thor comes out last with Tony beside him. "You two better stop fighting, it's giving me a headache," Tony says going over to the coffee machine. I don't look at Thor, I just stare at the table hoping it'll stop spinning.

What sort of illness did Tartarus give me? What's the point of this?

Leo's hand was gripping my shoulders suddenly. "Careful water boy." He says in a concerned voice. I look to realise I nearly fell off the chair. I didn't say anything, I continued to eat but slowly.

My mind began to wonder about at things that mattered. Where was my dad? Was Nick alright? If he's MIA, then what happened to him? Was he hurt? Did someone take him? Does it have something to do with the attack?

"Percy, are you going to eat?" Clint asks, snapping me from my thoughts. I wipe a single tear before looking up at my food. I shake my head.

"It's fine, he's had two and a half slices of pizza before this," Bruce said, saving me from talking. I put my head on the table over my crossed arms and close my eyes tightly, a few tears falling from them, but I wiped them unnoticeably.

"Hey what's wrong?" Leo asks.

"I want Annabeth," I say in Greek. I put my head up so people can see my face but rest my chin on my arms. Thor looks teary-eyed, but I can't see Leo.

"Are you hot?" Bruce asks, leaning his hand to my head to check my temperature. I put my head back down before he could touch me.

"Thanks, but I don't swing that way." Leo snorted. "To the crows with Tartarus for making me like this."

"Like what?" Thor asks since he understands Ancient Greek.

"Like my heads exploding. Everything's spinning and there are spots in my vision." I said in a low voice which was muffled. "And I can't think right that I find speaking this way easier."

"What did he say?" Steve asked. Thor translated minus the part about Tartarus. "Maybe you should lie down." I raised my head and shook it.

"Why?" Clint asks. I glare at the table. How can I sit here and rest when Nick's out there somewhere, probably hurt or kidnapped? How can I sleep when there's an army ready to attack New York any day now? How can I be calm when I've got to explain who I am and what my powers are to there people today?

My eyes look around. "I can't do this," I said, looking at Leo crestfallenly. "I need to go to Olympus. I need to find out what they know."

"Perce, you can't just do that," Leo says.

I stand up abruptly. "Yeah," I say in English. "Yeah, I can." I run to the stairs and take a stored backpack I keep at the lobby with me. 

I promise that Nick will come back into this. I haven't forgotten him. 

School started today and It's already horrible. We had a chem test which gets graded Thursday so that's fun, not. And I have my pre/mock exams next Monday in maths which I'm stressing about. It's like a backup for if/when I fail my GCSE's or something. We were going over some maths papers in class and in history too. Life feels too real. 

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