The rest of the group watched Natasha and Percy exited the room in mild shock.

"What's up with Agent Jackson?" Steve asked turning to Fury and Agent Hill.

"Coulson was the first person to ever get close to him. He was the one to start to bring him out of his shell, and with his death, Jackson has a high chance that he reverts back to being in that shell. And if he does, you don't want to be on the receiving end of his attacks." Fury explained.

"Wait, what do you mean?" Stark asked. This time Hill speaks up.

"In that 'shell' he's controlled by his emotions and even when he had been disowned, under extreme emotion, he could use that power, which allows us to believe they've been looked within him, instead of removed. And his powers, or the ones connected to his emotion are extremely volatile."

"What would these powers include?" Banner asked.

"Able to create huge storms and earthquakes; his biggest being 8.0 on the Richter scale."

"8.0… whoa!" Banner stuttered out "That's powerful, he could easily level New York."

Fury nodded. "There are only two people that Agent Jackson's said that could calm him down; Agent Romanoff and one other."

"Who's the other one?"

"Nobody knows, we have a stab at it was someone he left behind." Hill replied.

-Line Break-

After a long cool down period, Percy and Natasha are found in the Medical wing where Clint is currently situated, strapped down to the bed. Natasha was stood next to the bed, while Percy was just out of sight.

"Clint, you're going to be alright." Natasha stated and Clint turned round to look at her in a disbelieving look.

"You know that? Is that what you know? I gotta go in though… I gotta flush him out."

"We don't have that long. We don't have time."

"I don't understand. Have you ever had someone take your brain and play? Pull you out and send something else in? Do you know what it's like to be unmade?" Clint asked, frustrated.

"I know exactly what it's like, Barton. And I know it worse than you." Percy growled out, still angry from earlier. Clint lifted his head to finally look at Percy and as soon as he saw what mood he was in, he decided wisely not to comment and instead changed the subject.

"Why am I back? How did you get him out?"

"Cognitive recalibration." Natasha replied but Clint just looked lost "I hit you really hard on the head." She then proceeded to unstrap Clint's limbs from the bed. Clint just nodded in thanks.

"What's got you in a mood, Jackson?" Natasha went wide eyed and looked at Clint disbelievingly while Percy's face darkened. He got straight up and walked out of the room.

"Are you thick in the head?! Do you know how long it took me to get him out of the mood initially?" Natasha hissed through her teeth. "Coulson's dead, Clint, and Percy's not happy."

"Ah…" Clint said cautiously then Percy walked back in the room and Natasha made her way to Percy and gave him a peck on the lips before turning back to Clint. "Loki, did he get away?"

"Yeah. I don't suppose you know where?" Natasha asked hopefully.

"I don't know. I didn't ask. He's making his play soon though. Today."

"We gotta stop him." Percy butted in. "I want his head on a silver platter."

Clint looked at him wide eyed "Yeah? Who's 'we'?"

Percy shrugged "Any one we got left. I'll go on my own if I have to."

"Well, I'd like to put an arrow in Loki's eye socket. But you really want to wade into a war? You're both assassin's." Percy looked at Clint disbelievingly while Natasha looked slightly pissed.

"You forget Barton, I've been in two wars and won them both."

Clint turned to Natasha "What did Loki do to you?"

"He didn't, I just…" she drifted off.

"Natasha."

"I've been compromised. I got red one my ledger and I'd like to wipe it out."

-Line Break-

Captain America walks into the Medical centre and spots Natasha and Percy sat down, with Percy's arm around Natasha and Natasha lent into him. He smirked before coughing slightly, jumping Percy and Natasha out of their daze.

"Time to go."

"Go where?" Natasha asked wearily.

"I'll tell you on the way. Can you fly one of those jets?" at that moment, Clint stepped out of the bathroom and turned to Steve.

"I can." Steve nods.

"You got a suit?" Clint and Natasha nods they then turned to Percy and he gives then the 'really?' look.

"But I would really want to know where we're going, captain." Stated Percy.

"And I said I'll tell you on the way there, now suit up."

They then all rush off to the armoury, each taking their respective gear: Clint with his Bow and arrows, Captain America and his shield, Natasha with her two pistols and Percy with his two pistols and his hunting knife strapped to his belt. They then all walk toward a Quinjet where there is a single young pilot stood by it and he turns towards the walking avengers.

"You're not authorised to be in here…"

Percy walks up to the pilot and gets in his face. "Recognise me?" It then very quickly clicks in the young pilot's head who he just spoke to and very quickly pales.

"Spectre…" he mumbles. Percy nods and the pilot almost runs out the jet. Steve turns to him.

"Was that really necessary?"

"No, but it was fun." He smirks back. The captain shakes his head before sitting down in one of the seats. Percy sits opposite him allowing Clint and Natasha to take the pilot seats.

They take off with Tony in his suit flying past them toward New York. After a long silence Steve speaks to Percy.

"So Agent Jackson, have you been in a war before?"

Percy snaps his eyes up to face the Captain opposite and looks at him for a minute before replying.

"It's Percy to my friends' captain, and to answer your question, yes I've been in two." Steve looks dumbfound at Percy before snapping out of the temporary trance.

"Two?! Woah… And then it's Steve, Percy. I take it the wars were the reason why Thor squealed at you when he first saw you…"

"Yeah something like that." Percy replied before smirking. "But remember, it's Spectre on the field, Captain."

They slowly carried on toward New York, and for the first time in a long time, Percy was nervous. Not because of the battle, but the proximity to the gods and Camp Half Blood.

Sorry guys! – I know it's been a while and it's a little short, but a least it's here. And its more of a filler chapter, sorry 'bout that – HyGamr.