POV: Steve
Steve smiled kindly at Percy. He'd seen him in the cemetery and felt badly. Whoever he was talking to was clearly missed.
"Hey I just want to see how strong you are, so we're gonna head down to the gym ok?" Percy coughed a little nervously.
"Down?" Steve suddenly remembered the aversion to the elevator.
"You know what, why don't we arm wrestle instead." He suggested gently. Percy got a stubborn look in his eye.
"I'm good. Let's go lift."
...
Steve was duly impressed. The kid could bench as much as he could. He wasn't even that out of breath!
Percy kept clenching and unclenching his fists in the elevator and Steve pretended not to notice the slight panting that had started. Just like before he shot out of the elevator as quickly as he could. Steve frowned slightly. He may be new to the 21st century, but even in the 40's soldiers got shell shock. If Steve wasn't mistaken (which he's not) this seventeen year old kid is showing every sign of it.
'What happened to this kid?'
JE LEEST
Percy Jackson and the Avengers
FanfictieAnnabeth is gone and Percy's world stopped. Fury finds a strangely thin file on a certain demigod/suspected terrorist. Avengers Assemble. Prophecies are spoken. Post Giants War, Pre Winter Soldier My story; other people's characters. All pjo/hoo a...
