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Chapter 1

S.H.I.E.L.D. Hellicarrier above Pacific on route to California

Nick Fury was a well built African-American man in his early sixties with a bald head. He was dressed in a black leather trench coat over a black shirt and trousers. He was sporting black combat boots and an eye patch. Currently he was standing on the center of the Hellicarrier's bridge viewing reports from various agents from around the globe while thinking about the double headache that he was dealing with at the moment. First Tony Stark refusing to cooperate once again and on the other hand a hammer appearing out of nowhere in the middle of New Mexico.

Tony Stark he could deal with, but this hammer… Fury would bet his eyepatch that it was connected to the Supernatural. He was not a stupid man. He knew that there was more to this world than a normal person could see. He grew up with stories about heroes defeating monsters, saving damsels in distress and having various adventures. Then he stepped to the outside world and he saw that those monsters from his stories actually existed. It was a surreal experience that helped shape him to the man he was now.

During his last moments his father told him a truth that helped to solve some of the questions in his head. He was what was called a Legacy, a descendant of gods or in his case one particular God. Nemesis, the Greek goddess of balance, justice, retribution, and vengeance. He wasn't such a close relative that he could attract the attention of monsters since the demigod daughter of the Goddess in his line was back in the mid stages of the 19th century, but apparently he had enough of her blood into him to be still considered a Legacy. Also he was what was called a Clear-Sighted mortal, meaning that he could see through the Mist, which was a supernatural force controlled by the goddess Hecate that twists a mortal's sight from seeing monsters, gods, Titans, and various other mythical creatures and supernatural occurrences by replacing them with things the mortal mind knows about and can comprehend.

All those revelations led him later in his life to become more in tune with the Supernatural. So when the time came to form S.H.I.E.L.D. he founded an entire Department to focus on Supernatural occurrences. Which brings us to the matter at hand. The Hammer. Being well versed in Mythology he was almost sure that this was the legendary Hammer of Thor, Mjolnir, a fact that was more cemented seeing that nothing or no one could move it from the place that it fell.

He knew that if he was right sooner or later an angry God of Thunder will descend and try to reclaim it. The thing that worried him the most though was what would the God do to this world since according to everything that he learned in his life, when a powerful weapon gets stolen from a God this God in question gets awfully angry and sets out for vengeance, with mortals paying the price. Case in point twelve years ago when Zeus Master Bolt was stolen according to his sources.

The only thing left to do was to find some help, as loath as he was to admit it. He cleared his office, shutting down all cameras and listening devices making sure no one was listening in. Then he reached inside his desk drawers for a small bag full of golden coins and a small device. He activated the device which formed a holographic rainbow and he threw one of the golden coins inside.

"O, Iris, Goddess of the Rainbow, accept my offering. Show me Nemesis on Mount Olympus."

Location Unknown

A man in his middle twenties was prowling through the forest. He was dressed in rags and animal skins that did nothing to hide his well built form. He was tall with long black hair that reached his shoulders which he pulled in a ponytail. He had the built of a swimmer with wide shoulders and strong arms. His face was obscured but in the shadows one could make out that he had a handsome face with deep sea green eyes even though it was buried underneath a lot of stubble.

The man was equipped with a bow and quiver and was stalking a boar through the deep woods. On his back was a wooden javelin and a pair of hunting knives were on his belt. Silently he kept prowling closer to the boar who stopped on a pond to have a drink from its clear waters. Carefully as to not make any sound to betray his position to his prey he notched an arrow to his bow and pulled the string. After taking aim he let the arrow loose and found its target. He relaxed his position went to get his prey. After making sure that the boar was indeed dead the man slanged it on his shoulders with difficulty and started making his was to his camp.

When he arrived at his camp he checked to see if everything was in place, in case any predators arrived to mess it up like the last time he was away. To his relief he saw that everything was in place as he left them. The camp consisted from a small wooden cabin, a fire pit located next to a fallen log that served as a bench with a stream for fresh water that fell from a waterfall next to the cabin. Usually small animals would come near the clearing and drink water from the stream.

The man made way to the log and sat down starting to skin the boar. As he was halfway done he raised his head in the direction to the forest as if searching for something. A couple of seconds later he spoke in a raspy voice due to lack of usage.

"You can come out now."

After a few seconds a young woman dressed in a white Greek chiton came out of the forest. She looked to be in her twenties with auburn hair tied in a ponytail. Her face was set in a serious expression even though it softened when she looked to the man's way. She had an otherworldly beauty that seemed to be enhanced in the moonlight. When she opened her mouth her voice was soft yet strong at the same time.

"Hello Perseus."

The man, Perseus managed a small greeting. "Hello my Lady. Pardon my rudeness but as you can see I am not in a position to bow at you at the moment."

The woman winced internally at the dead tone which he greeted her, but she managed to hide it well. "You know that it's not necessary to call me that. I've given you permission to call me by my name in the past."

Perseus raised his head and regarded her with his dead eyes. "You are a Goddess and I shall address you properly my Lady. Are you staying for dinner?"

The Goddess nodded sadly at him. The next hour passed with the Goddess making several attempts to start a conversation, with Perseus replying with short answers until she gave up and let silence hung around them. When the boar was ready Perseus went inside and got a couple of wooden dishes and filled them with the juicy meat, offering one of them to the woman sitting on the log. She nodded silently in thanks. The two then ate in silence. When they were done Perseus took the dishes and washed them in the stream. When he was done he turned to his companion and regarded her with his dead gaze.

"So, what does the Olympian Council want with me this time my Lady?"

The Goddess clearly startled by his question took a couple of seconds to reply. "My presence here today is not because of the will of the Council Perseus. I came out of my own volition to check up on you."

The man in turn snorted amused at her. "I am sorry if I seem skeptical my Lady. In the past you and your brethren have used me without giving anything in return and then at the only time that I needed your help you abandoned me."

The Goddess looked down at his words ashamed since they were true. "You may not believe it but I consider you one of my dear friends Perseus. I care about what happens to you. So as a friend I want you to hear my words. Stop wallowing in the past. Annabeth wou—"

At that his emotionless eyes gained a new emotion. Fury. "How dare you bring her in this? How dare you utter her name? You and the rest of your brethren are the reason she is dead. If it wasn't for you she wouldn't have gone on that Quest. Her blood is in your hands my Lady Artemis." He sneered in the end.

The Goddess Artemis stood in front of him letting him vent. She took it all in never wavering. "You're lucky that I consider you a friend of mine Perseus." She said to him coldly. "Anyone else showing me this kind of disrespect and they'd be already dead. Even if they were right."

"Then do it! Kill me! Maybe then I could be with her again." He told her with desperation and anguish in his broken voice, his eyes leaking tears of anguish. The sight of the Hero of Olympus, the only man that she could ever call her friend, in such a broken condition broke her heart.

Artemis knew not of a way to make him focus again so she did the only thing that came to her mind at the moment. The Goddess slapped him, hard. Perseus focused at her once again. "Do you think that Annabeth would want that? For you to be in this miserable state because of her death? Think Perseus!"

Perseus looked down ashamed with tears still leaking out of his eyes. Artemis was right. If Annabeth ever saw him like that she would have kicked his ass all the way back to Greece.

"I have tidings from Hades Perseus, and I believe you really want to hear it." At her words he focused on her once again. "A couple of years ago Annabeth chose rebirth." Perseus eyes widened at that. "She did it knowing that if she didn't you'd keep fooling around trying to find even more dangerous opponents to face for you to die and rejoin her. Before she left she told Hades to pass on some words for you. She said to move on from her death. She said to find someone else to love, grow old with and have a family with. She chose rebirth to stop you from wasting your life. All of us the Olympians tried to find you for all those years but you've hidden yourself well enough. Your father misses you, as does Thalia and the remaining Seven. It's time to rejoin the world Perseus." As Artemis finished she noticed that he was still rooted to the spot.

She sighed bent down and kissed him on the temple snapping him somewhat from his daze and turned to leave. As she was leaving she turned to him. "One last thing. My brother Apollo told me that things are in motion that will shape the world and that you're right in the middle. Just be careful my friend. Farewell." And she left the clearing.

Perseus nodded slightly and said in a whisper. "Goodbye Artemis… and thank you."

He couldn't see it but Artemis as she was leaving through the woods sported a soft smile.

Be well Perseus Jackson.

S.H.I.E.L.D. Hellicarrier above Pacific on route to California

"Agent Hill. Report to my office." Spoke Nick through the intercom.

"Right away sir." Came the instant reply of his Deputy. Five minutes later she stood in front of his desk.

Maria Hill, Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. Level Nine and Deputy Director, 5'8'', short black hair with brown eyes and sharp features. Age 27. Despite her young age she is one of the most accomplished agents of this organization. One of the few people on this ship that Fury could trust. His right hand woman.

"Take a seat agent." After she sat down she inquired about her presence here.

"There is a first contact mission that I'm going to assign you to. Usually missions like this one are handed to Romanov or Coulson, but due to her being undercover to Stark and Coulson's duties in New Mexico, you are the most qualified person that I can trust for this one."

"Who is the objective?" Inquired Hill. Fury gave her the once over with his eye.

"What do you know about the Supernatural?" he asked her in turn. All he got was a raised eyebrow.

"Sir when you say Supernatural you mean with a capital S?"

"Precisely."

Hill regarded him for some seconds. Then she answered him choosing her words carefully. "There was a report a few years back that you tried to hide from the Council. It was about the time that all the S.H.I.E.L.D. security cameras in New York recorded for an extra twenty-one hours that came out of nowhere. That footage was privy only to Level Nine and Ten agents namely you and me. I admit I was quite surprised about the contents of those recordings. Some of them were even… Divine."

Fury smirked at her pun. "I see that you have made the connection. As you probably figured out Gods exist. Eight years ago, while you were still a fresh recruit out of the academy, there was an incident. New York went dark… no that's not exactly correct. The world went dark while New York kept going. The reason for that was a battle fought here on the Island of Manhattan between two factions. The Titan Army of Kronos and the Army of Mount Olympus."

Hill kept her face blank at that, having already figured out that much. "I could make out that they were Greeks from the footage, but since they were Greeks shouldn't they be fighting at… I don't know… Greece?"

"The Greek Gods or as they are known the Olympians are Gods that move according to where the Heart of the West is. First Greece, then Rome, then Paris, London and now finally New York. There is a flying palace floating in the sky above Manhattan. That is Mount Olympus, invisible to normal mortals, the Seat of Power of the Gods."

Hill's calm demeanor crumbled at this revelation. "So we have at least twelve nuclear bombs living not a hair's breath away from one of the most heavily populated cities of the world? Do we have an idea of what they are doing?"

"You saw the footage. Do you think that all of those people fighting in the battle were Gods? What was the thing that the Greek Gods were most famous for?"

Hill seemed to think about it for a while before giving an answer. "The Greek Gods were famous for their cruelty towards mortals –especially Zeus- and fathering- oh!" Her eyes widened. "Oh!" Seeing her getting the point Fury adopted a wide smirk.

"You can't be implying that all those kids are-"

"I am."

"Then the Gods are-"

"Exactly."

"And you think that they all have inherited-"

"Positive."

"Will you let me fini-"

"Positive."

Fury smirked slightly seeing his Deputy glaring at him. Hill is one of the most competent members of S.H.I.E.L.D. but the woman was so stuck up that she made it too easy to pick up on her.

Hill took a deep breath to compose herself and then turned to the Director once again. "So I assume that you don't want anyone else to know about that world so that's why you sealed of all records?"

"That is correct Agent." Fury responded to her. The look she gave him then reminded Fury the reason this woman rose so quickly in the ranks and took the position of Deputy Director.

"I am I right to assume that you are also part of that world Director?"

"You would be right to assume it but not in the manner you think. I am what they call a legacy, a descendant of demigods. The godly blood is way too diluted in my veins to have any real power."

"And if I ask which God are you descended from Director?" She tried. It was no big secret that the highest kept secret within S.H.I.E.L.D. were Fury's roots. Any Agent worth his or hers salt would try to milk this opportunity to find out more about the man.

He shot her inquiries down with a sharp glare. "That would be none of your business Hill. That is all."

"You can't blame me for trying Director."

The man seemed amused by her response. "No I suppose I can't, but we have strayed from the reason that I wanted you here today Hill."

"Right, the objective."

Fury passed her a dossier filled with photos and info on a young boy, around fifteen to seventeen years old. "This is your target, Perseus Achilles Jackson. Born in Manhattan, aged 24 born to Sally Jackson and… Poseidon, Earthshaker and Stormbringer, Lord of horses, God of the Sea. He is the Savior of Olympus, slayer of Kronos and defeater of Gaia. He is the strongest Demigod alive and the most powerful of them all. More powerful than even Hercules who ascended to Godhood. As a matter of fact he was offered Godhood twice and rejected it both times."

Hill stood there amazed at the list of titles this young boy, now man possessed. She was versed in mythology and she knew all of the names Fury was mentioning and their significance. If a mere boy could handle them then he should be incomprehensibly powerful.

"How did you come by all this information sir?" Fury regarded her for a moment before smirking.

"It's a secret." Hill glared at him.

"Your mission is to approach the target and present him with this." Fury said handing her a datapad. At her inquisitive look he clarified. "It's the assignment that he is needed. This is classified information on a need to know basis, so you are must not look or let anyone else except Jackson take a look. He will be reluctant to follow you but due to the large body count as a worst case scenario he will be open to persuasion. One good tactic is to try to appeal to his sense of honor. He is a warrior so he should still have some left. That is all Hill. Dismissed."

Maria nodded at her superior, took the datapad and the dossier and left. After she left Fury turned to the screen in front of him which showed Stark's newest escapades. With a deep sigh he went to work.

Hill first action was to go to her rooms in the gigantic floating fortress and gather some clothes and supplies for her assignment. Next order was the Armory, where she was equipped with some of the best hardware that money could buy. State of the art weaponry, body armor that could withstand a napalm and many more. For herself she chose just the standard S.H.I.E.L.D. outfit for field agents. Unlike other agents she was quite comfortable in it and could never stand to wear the suits that Coulson preferred. It was way to stuffy even though it could withstand a bullet point blank.

After the Armory she made her way to the Hangar 6 where her personal Quinjet was waiting for her. As the Jet came into view she noticed a blonde standing next to it with her arms crossed.

"So I hear that we have an assignment." The blonde woman said as soon as she noticed Maria approaching. The woman's name is Carol Danvers. She had long blonde hair running past her shoulders in contrast to Maria's short black hair and light blue eyes. She is a former NASA pilot loaned to S.H.I.E.L.D. for some deep space exploration around six months ago. The mission went completely FUBAR and the shuttle she was piloting was exposed to some alien energy resulting to the deaths of the other two crew members and leaving Carol comatose for a month. When she awoke she showed some strange powers that resulted from the merging of the alien energy with her DNA. After her accident she was transferred over to S.H.I.E.L.D. where she became partnered with Hill and usually flies her between missions since Maria is hopeless when it comes to flying. The two have developed a strange friendship.

When Hill heard her she groaned. "We don't have an assignment, I have one and it's solo."

"Hand contacted me thirty minutes ago telling me to come and find you for my assignment. Waking me up in the process. So please don't patronize me Maria. I haven't got my morning coffee yet." At that Hill winced. Carol was most definitely NOT a morning person. Especially without her coffee. Her mind caught up with the rest of the statement and narrowed her eyes.

"Hand again?"

"Yes and it took all my willpower not to blast her in the ceiling when she woke me. That woman must have made it her ultimate goal to replace you as the Top Bitch in S.H.I.E.L.D. or something."

At that Hill smirked. "Let her think so. We all have our delusions." Both of them smirked at that. Victoria Hand could never outbitch Maria Hill and the whole S.H.I.E.L.D. knew it.

"So boss where are we going?" said Carol as she started to go over the pre-flight checks.

Maria took a seat inside the Quinjet and pulled out the dossier. "Thirty miles east from Kotzebue, Alaska."

"You better get comfortable. This is going to be a long flight."

In the forest of Alaska Perseus Jackson felt a shift in the air. A great change was coming and he had a feeling that he was in the middle of it.

A.N. : This is my new story centering around Marvel and PJO. Takes Place after the HoO. I will try to combine the Earth-616 Universe with the MCU to make this Universe and I hope that I'll get good results. The Avengers this time around will be a bit different and I will post a poll in my profile with the choices of other Avengers characters that you want to make their appearance in the battle against Loki.

Next chapter will be soon. (I think).

Post your thoughts in review or PM me.

Cya!