The Boy

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Steve Rogers/Captain America's P.O.V

The jet landed on the landing pad at Stark Tower. I helped the semi-conscious Perseus inside. Both he and Wanda were still in a trance.

"Director, we've got the boy." I heard Natasha say to her earpiece.

"Good. Take him to a holding cell." I heard Fury reply. I half carried, half dragged Perseus to a holding cell. I lay him on the small bed and then left the room. I wondered what the boy's fear is. Whatever it is, Thor is super worried. I walked into the meeting room. Clint and Wanda were in the infirmary. I sat down and waited for a moment. Natasha came in, holding an ice pack to her head then Thor. Soon Vision and Director Fury entered. Then came Tony. He was carrying his smashed mask and a screwdriver. He slumped into a seat and fiddled with his mask, not bothering to pay attention to anyone else.

"Where is Perseus now?" Fury asked.

"In cell 75." I replied immediately (IDK. I just made that up).

"Where is Wanda and Clint?" He asked again.

"The Infirmary." Natasha said.

"And what are they doing there?" He asked.

"Well, he decided to fight back." Natasha said softly.

"You know, we're lucky." Thor stated.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"Percy wasn't fighting as he usually does. Something bad must've happened to him. He said someone had died..." he trailed off. "I'm going to investigate. I'll be back soon." He said and disappeared. I rolled my eyes. God's always seem to talk in riddles.

"Anyway. Captain, Romanoff, monitor Perseus' room. Alert the rest of the team when he wakes." Fury said and left. I sighed., got up and went to the boy's room. I wonder where he learned to fight. I've never seen a technique quite like it before. We sat in the monitoring room (A room that displays what the camera is seeing in the other room) and watched the black haired boy. I must've fallen asleep because a few moments later Natasha is shaking me awake.

"He's awake."

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