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The spaceship descended through the air, landing gently in the grass in front of the group of seven. Hydraulics hissed as the door lowered, revealing six people. A regular man, a green woman, a bipedal raccoon, a grayish blue man with red tattoos, a humanoid teenaged tree, and a pale woman with big eyes and two antennae on her forehead.

Percy stepped forward and offered out her hand. "My code name is EctoCore, or Agent EctoCore. My actual name is classified, especially when out where anyone could be listening in. As you know, I am a part of the Strategic Homeland Intervention Enforcement and Logistics Division, also known as SHIELD."

The man stepped forward first, shaking the proffered hand and Percy spoke again. "Star-Lord," the man in question smiled and looked at his friends for a brief second before looking back, "AKA Peter Quill of Earth." Peter stepped back and Percy went down the line.

"Gamora, one of the best fighters in the galaxy." Shaking the green woman's hand for a moment before crouching down to be able to shake the raccoon's hand, Percy making sure her posture was not condescending in the least. "Rocket Raccoon, expert marksman and master tactician- if a bit reckless." Rocket grinned wickedly, chest puffing out proudly.

Fluidly standing up, Percy shook hands with the buff gray man. "Drax, who is also known as Drax the Destroyer."

As Drax shook the woman's hand, he spoke. "How were you able to see me? I have perfected the art of standing so still that I become invisible."

Annabeth was about to speak up, ready to correct the obviously scatter brained man. She was stopped by both Bucky's hand landing and squeezing her shoulder hard along with the Agent's response.

"I assure to you that it was quite difficult but I have been trained in the very art of spotting the invisible."

"Amazing. You must teach me."

"Alright. I will think about it. I can't give away all of my secrets after all." Percy then shifted further down the line. "Mantis. An empath that can sense and effect emotions through touch."

As Mantis touched Percy's hand, her antennae glowed, eyes falling shut. The woman swayed a little, Percy unclasping their hands to steady the alien by the shoulders. As the skin contact stopped, Mantis' eyes fluttered open. "You are so calm and relaxing. But your mind is so fast. So many thoughts and doubts but you stay strong."

Smiling, Percy nodded, actually not uncomfortable with the analysis. Nick made sure that his agent wasn't going in blind and thus prepared her for Mantis' powers.

"And finally, last but not least, Groot. Part of the species of Flora Colossus." Percy once again knelt down. Groot took her hand to shake, looking at what could be assumed to be a space age gaming device. As soon as Groot's hand touched hers, he actually dropped his device, eyes widening and jaw dropping as he looked at her.

"I am Groot." He said, reverence in his tone as his hands explored her own, slowly moving up to gently touch her face and hair.

Rocket's face scrunched up in confusion. "He says you are... its really odd wording... life giving. I honestly don't know anymore with him. He's a walking tree that somehow talks but all you hear is 'I am Groot'."

"That is plenty fine. Beside me are my co-workers, Steve Rogers, AKA Captain America," Steve stepped forward at this moment, "whom was born in 1918 and when he was twenty one, he received the Super Soldier Serum to put him in peak condition so that he could fight in the second World War, helping the Allied Powers to push the tide of the war into their favor. He fought alongside his friend and fellow soldier James Barnes," Bucky raised his natural arm in acknowledgement, "along with fellow soldiers who called themselves the Howling Commandos.

"After a few years of fighting, in January of 1945, Barnes fell off of a train and fell into a ravine, where HYDRA claimed him. A while later, in March of 1945, Rogers crashed a plane filled with explosives and the Tesseract, which no one knew held the Space Stone, into the Arctic, the only safe place for him to do so. In the ice, the Captain went into some kind of stasis, and thanks to the preservation of the ice and the Super Soldier Serum, we were able to find the previously lost Captain and revive him early in 2012. Meanwhile, Barnes over here lost his arm in the fall but managed to survive the killer  fall. HYDRA, who are subgroup of the Nazi regime in Germany. They brainwashed him and gave him a new arm to replace the one he lost, along with giving him a new moniker. Thus the Winter Soldier was born- a heartless assassin that killed hundreds of people due to HYDRA's control, who lived much longer than he naturally would because of due to testing on him. Luckily, in 2014, Rogers was able to free Barnes from HYRDA's control and in 2015, Rogers and SHIELD were able to bring him in and rehabilitate him."

Quill seemed to be jumping up and down in excitement. "Oh mY GOD! CAPTAIN AMERICA IS ALIVE? AND SO IS SERGEANT BARNES? I grew up to stories of you guys before I was taken off of Earth! You were some of my greatest idols! I can't believe both of you were still alive!" He moved forward, eager to shake both veterans hands.

Steve smiled. "It's nice to know that I was known up in space." Steve smirked at Bucky as Quill moved to shake his hand. Bucky just stood still, not showing any outward sign of emotion.

Percy, taking mercy on James' poor soul, drew the attention back to herself. "And finally, last but definitely not least, is Doctor Stephen Strange. He was a Doctor before he got into an accident and ended up becoming the Sorcerer Supreme. He, along with his compatriots protect Earth from foreign foes, and had previously been tasked with keeping the Time Stone safe. Sadly, Thanos sent a horde of his own henchmen to attack Doctor Strange and while he was protecting innocents, they managed to take the Time Stone from him. Luckily, the Mind Stone is still housed on Earth, and it rests in our compatriot's forehead. He is a cyborg name Vision and he has been able to defend himself, luckily with the help of the Avengers and SHIELD by his side."

The Guardians shifted uneasily, Gamora stepping forward to take control when it was clear that none of her compatriots were going to. "Two things Agent. One, who are the people behind you and two, where are going that could have a place to park our ship before we go to wherever you have your base?"

"They are people interested in helping the cause against the fight against Thanos. We do not know yet if they are trustworthy enough to be given information on anything that holds any importance, seeing as their organization has had many shady happenings in the past. We are showing these three around for a while, allowing them to see what we are about so they can actually see that their standards need to be changed if they are even allowed to be near the front lines much less hear crucial information about our plans and mission. Their organization has been known for many traitors and double crossers that leak information to the other side. While SHIELD hasn't had the best track record ever, we have cracked down on it since their discovery. We have deeper safety measures and new ways to test our people. So, if you would please, we ask you to not discuss anything crucial around or to them."

Gamora nodded in agreement- it was a wise thing to do, even if the oldest looking person out of the trio looked ready to attack at such insults to her and her groups character. "And what about our ship and where we will be going?"

"Doctor Strange," Percy paused as Rocket choked back a laugh as best he could, "Yes, he is a certified doctor, his first name is Stephen and his last name is actually the word Strange. Moving on," Percy shouldered her way through that without breaking a sweat or showing any outward emotion about the situation, "Doctor Strange will board your ship with one pilot, or two if you need another, and will transport you to an undisclosed location which will then hide your ship and protect it from any form of theft or robbery. Meanwhile, the rest of you, if you will, please separate into two groups. One will split off and go with Rogers and the other will go with Barnes. Once Strange gets back with your pilot, then they will get into either car and we will head off to headquarters. Any questions?"

"Yeah. You talk as if we will have to wait a long period of time before Strange and Quill get back and how will they get back anyways? They dropped off the ship and I don't suppose it is a short while away." Rocket asked, crossing his arms.

"Just watch." Percy then handed of two more sets of pictures to the Doctor, allowing Strange to see them before taking them away, making sure that they were not seen at all by the demigods. "Doctor Strange if you will?"

"My pleasure." Strange followed Quill into the ship, standing next to Quill's chair as the ship took to the air. Once hovering, everyone could see as Strange adjusted his stance and started to make a circling motion with his hand, orange sparks started to appear and stretch to make a large circle in front of the spacecraft. The Guardians stood shocked but watched as Quill eased into the portal, the ship not appearing on the other side.

Drax stood shocked. "How was he able to do that? Where did he go?"

"It was a portal. It allows me to get to one place to another. Rudimentary magic- one of the first things I learned when I first started." Strange said, walking through another, much smaller, portal with an amazed looking Quill beside him.

Drax, Mantis, and Rocket (Rocket grabbing Groot's dropped game device) all went into Steve's car while Strange, Gamora, and Quill went into Bucky's. Groot refused to let go of Percy's hand where he had threaded his fingers with hers. Percy smiled, brushing off any apologies and headed towards her car. The three demigods all piled into the back of her car, Groot only letting go to get into the passenger side door. After Percy settled and had attached her seatbelt and started the car, Groot once again claimed her right hand, a small vine coming out of his wrist to wrap around hers. The vine broke off, leaving behind a thin bracelet that had a few flowers blooming around it. Honored, Percy smiled at Groot before following both Steve's and Bucky's cars.

Strange, who was in the front of the line or cars, opened up another portal, and each car passed through, the group arriving in the underground garage of SHIELD headquarters.

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Once parked, Annabeth pulled Percy over to talk to her. Percy held up one finger, wanting to talk with Groot to get him to go with the Guardians first before Annabeth started to complain. She only got him to release her hand and get out of the car after she promised that he would see her soon and that he could hold her hand all he wants then. The door shut after Groot's hesitant departure, Annabeth began to talk.

"Why must you act like you are above us? Talking bad about us as if we aren't here, as if we haven't saved the world more times than you probably have ever in your life. How dare you talk back to us to people we will be working with before they even get the chance to form their own opinions of us. How dare you even think, for just one moment that you can walk all over us just because you are part of some 'super secret spy organization'. Well you need to listen up and change your disposition because if you won't listen to us, listen to the truth, we will get you to listen. If you think that you can just throw us away without hearing us out, we will wipe the floor with you, little missy. We are the children of the gods themselves, and we have faced down scarier opponents than you."

Percy only smiled at them.

"Why, if you oh so want a chance to speak, to tell the truth, did you throw away your savior once you threw him away. Why did you drug him, cut his Soul Bond down to almost nothing before you lied about him to your 'oh so powerful and scary' gods? Why did you cause him unimaginable pain, write off the drugging as medicine that he had to take every day? Why did you kill a poor teenager who was almost all the way out of his mind with pain and yet still in love with you because you think that your ruse was found out? Why did you kill a fellow demigod's son, why did you lie to your camp?"

Annabeth was only letting out stunted, aborted words as she grasped for a thing to say.

"I held a teenager, as he shook from pain. I held him as he told me about his whole life, as he told me what he hoped to do, and those who he loved that he was leaving behind. I held him as he choked on his blood yet pushed through to tell me his whole life so that I would, one day, hopefully tell his Soulmate about him and who he was. I watched as SHIELD doctors rushed him to their hospital. I watched as the light faded from his eyes while on the surgery table and I watched as his Soul Mark became grey with his death. I listened to the doctors call his death and watched as the doctors berated themselves for not being quicker, for not being better. I cried myself and I swore that I would find his Soulmate.

"I obtained the recording of that mission from my file and I carry it with me everywhere, just in case I get a call that SHIELD has finally found his Soulmate. I wait for the day that I present that file to them, and hold them as they cry for what they had lost. I wait for the day that his Soulmate can finally hear him say that he loved them with all of his heart and that he couldn't wait to meet them in the afterlife. I wait for the day that I can help his Soulmate live a happy and full life so that Percy's Soulmate can finally tell him about theirs.

"We cremated the poor boy, our Agents making him a shroud and giving him Drachma to be able to move onto the next life. All that is left of him was his sailors knot bracelet. That is why I act the way I do. That is why we treat you like this. Because you tortured and killed a teenager in order to get power. And that is why I will never hold any respect for you, that is why none of us will. Remember Percy Jackson because he isn't here anymore to clean up your messes. Remember Percy Jackson because he will haunt you till the day you die."

Hey guys! I know that you all really love my story. Writers block has been killer and it hurts to say, but if you guys don't give me any ideas, I will have to put this story either on hiatus or there will be very slow updates. Please don't say 'Update Please'- while it is okay to say it after you comment something else, but if all your comment says is to update soon, not to be mean, but my muse tends to die a little under the scrutiny. I love you all and thank you so much for so much of a response to this story. It is awe Inspiring. Toodle loo!