WIP Crossover.

PJO/Avengers

Knowing Clint, Percy knew that the man would be mourning the agents he had killed while under the control of Loki. The sound of grunts in Clint's quarters, with a visual of the man working himself to his limits confirmed that to Percy.

Leaning against the doorframe, Percy called out, "Hey Clit, if you workout any harder nobody will be able to find you." The innuendo rolled off of Percy's tongue like he said it a million times before. Percy hoped his comment would cause Clint to stop and at the least glare at him.

"You know you won't have much luck." The sudden sounding of a soft, smooth voice calling out behind him caused Percy to jump. Battle worn instincts had Percy quickly spinning around and flipping the owner of the voice over his shoulder. Coming to his senses, Percy saw the red hair and felt the feminine curves under him.

"Good Gods, Nat," Percy said as he helped the Russian beauty to her feet," you know not to sneak up on me," he finished as he pulled the most dangerous women in the world into a tight hug. Nat struggling to get Percy to release her cause the demigod to laugh and spin her away from himself. Sobering up, Percy knew he had to ask, hoping Nat would respond.

"Clint, he was put under the control of Loki, the big baddie we're after right now," Nat started off hesitantly, slowly picking up confidence," while under his control, Clint had been made to do things he wouldn't normally do." Breaking into tears, Nat couldn't continue.

Percy quickly pulled Nat into a hug, hushing her quietly. Looking at Clint as Nat sobbed into his shoulder, Percy could understand how the Russian was feeling. "Nat, love, I need to have a talk with Clity, 'kay." The demigod could feel Nat huff a laugh. With the women settled Percy strolled right into Clints quarters, grabbing his legs, pulling him down and off the pull up bar.

Landing hard on the ground, Clint looked up, "dammit Percy, the hell was that for." Clint thought that Percy of all people would understand.

"Well you were probably gonna hurt yourself with how you were going at it." Percy explained, causally getting into a fighting stance. Gesturing for Clint to get up, Percy continued, "you also need to spar, get your anger out of your system, so get up off your ass and fight me." Percy snapped out harshly.

Clint tried to take his time getting up but a sharp kick aimed to the side of his head made the archer scramble to his feet. On his feet, Clint started to circle Percy, looking for a weakness in the demigods formidable guard. Suddenly Percy struck, landing a crushing kick to the side of Clints knee.

Dropping, Clint snarled, raw and primal anger flowing off of him in waves. Raising quickly, Clint went on the offense, raining blows down upon the dark haired man, some connecting but most glazing off.

"Fight back, Fish Boy." Clint grunted, noticing Percy wasn't trying to gain control of the fight. Smiling, Percy sent a quick feint towards Clint, waiting for him to try and block before quickly sweeping the archer off of his feet and onto his ass.

"take that Clit, I won," Percy shot the gloating comment at Clint, huffing for breath, making the older man shake his head in amusement.

"Of course you did, Aqua brat, of course you did," Clint said, fondness coating his words. Moving closer to Percy, Clint pulled the man who was more of a brother to him than his actual brother was into a hug.

Soothing the man, Percy brushed his hands through Clints hair. "It'll be okay bro, you'll see." Percy whispered, as he felt another body settle down beside Clint.

Looking over Clint, Percy saw Nat take his brother's hand. Seeing that caused Percy to smiled, knowing he was going to tease Nat about it later.

"If you so much as think of mentioning this to anybody, Percy, I will cut your balls off and feed them to you." Nat brutally threatened. Percy quickly agreed.

Suddenly Clint burst out laughing, causing the two people sitting on his sides to jump, startled. "Sorry, it's just, I was think about how dysfunctional a family we are." Clint told them before laughing again.

"We are," Percy agreed, "but I wouldn't trade this family for anything," the demigod said, pulling Nat into Clint and his hug.