Agent Riptide(PJO/ Avengers/SHIELD)

Coulson: I'm back. No, I was not in Tahiti.

Please accept a very over due update! Bonus points if you get the reference in the title!

Oh and Season 7 of AOS has not happened here. This is still the real Coulson. The SHEILD team is together. Sousa is not here. Mack is not director.

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Coulson came to in a cell. He thought back and all he could remember was a car crash and then nothing. Slowly, he sat up, surveying his surroundings. An armed guard stood outside the bars of his cell. A Hydra logo emblazoned on his padded armor. Coulson let out a heavy sigh. 

"Hey! You happen to know what time it is?" Coulson asked, getting off the cot. "I was supposed to meet someone and I would hate to be late."

The guard glanced back and then proceeded to ignore him. Coulson patted his wrist, surprised to find his watch still there. Sitting back down, Coulson smirked and quickly turned it on. He shocked to see it had been two days since the car crash. His brows drew together in confusion. Shaking his head, he immediately set his watch to send out distress pings with his locations. Hopefully, the team could find them.

"Sir." the guard suddenly said. "He is awake."

Coulson pulled his sleeve back down to hide his watch. Standing back up, he put on his best innocent smile. But it quickly melted when he saw who was in front of him. Daniel Whitehall.

"Director Coulson." Whitehall greeted as he stepped into view.

Coulson stayed silent, studying Whitehall. How was he here?

"Wondering how I lived, Director?" Whitehall asked.

"I'm a little curious but now I get to shoot you all over again." Coulson retorted with a sarcastic shrug.

Whitehall shook his head. "Yes, that wasn't very nice. But I don't hold grudges, Director. Now, come along. You're a guest and you get a tour."

Coulson's stomach churned. Something was different about Whitehall. The guard unlocked the cell, and swung it open. Hesitantly, Coulson exited.

"Please, not so tense! You're a guest." Whitehall exclaimed. 

Coulson did not relax. Whitehall began walking down the hall. The guard gestured with his gun and Coulson began to follow.

"I have to say.  You travel with some interesting people. Two inhumans and the disgraced Spider-Man! It's quite a crowd."

Coulson glanced over. "Two inhumans?" 

"Oh, you didn't know. Come I think your employees should have a visit from their boss." Whitehall said, as he usher Coulson through a set of doors into a new wing of the building.

Clang! A loud curse echoed through the halls. It sounded like Percy. Coulson forced himself not to run towards the sound, eyeing the armed guard behind him. Whitehall continued on as if nothing was heard. Whitehall stopped in front a cell. Percy leaned on a wall. His torso was encased in a straitjacket. 

"Oh great. Whitecastle is back." Percy groaned.

A groan was also heard from the other cell where Coulson noticed Peter, sitting on the ceiling. 

"The second inhuman should be here soon." the armed guard relayed from his earpiece.

Percy surged forward, accidentally brushing his cell bars. An electric crackle resounded and Percy was flung backwards. Somehow, he didn't fall, even with his arms trapped in a stupid straitjacket.