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All of the Avengers were in the training room when Percy walked in. "Where's Loki?" Clint demanded as the god didn't follow the Agent into the room.

"Right here," Percy pointed to his neck where a small snake sat like a necklace just inside the collar of the suit. Percy lifted Loki off and threw the small reptile as it transformed back into a humanoid shape, "Get yourself ready." He walked over to the weapons rack to grab some extra throwing knives for the fight. He walked to his place on the sparring mat as the Avengers moved out of the way, Loki following suit of standing across from the male.

Steve stepped forward as Loki released his two daggers into his hands with a grandiose flick of his wrists, "I will referee this match. Till either, the other is unable to fight or surrender. No maiming or killing, I will intervene if I have to." He announced and gave Loki a pointed look,

Loki grinned, "I assure you, Captain, I'm not the one you need to worry about." The Avengers all bristled at the implications Loki was making about their teammate but refrained from attacking by the unchanged look on Percy's face.

"Loki," Percy started as he scowled, "I warn you that I'm still angry with you and that I intend to use this as my outlet." 

Loki winced, refraining from rubbing his neck, "I thought we settled that already."

"And skip out on giving my new friends a show? Lokes, you know better than that," Percy gave a smile and Loki frowned much to the pleasure of the others at how uneasy the agent made the god. 

"Oh I wanna see this," Tony laughed as he took a seat near the edge. "My money's on Jackson!"

Thor frowned at the matchup, "Will Agent Jackson be able to win? My brother is quite skilled in combat in his own way if not in strength."

"Not like that he's not. Those puny mortal weapons are inefficient," Loki scrunched up his nose in disgust as Percy fiddled with his gun as he listened to the others' conversation.

Percy looked up at the comment and gave a wicked smirk, "Oh you are just itching for a beating. Fine." He unequipped his plethora of weapons so he was just in his standard black suit, "Let's play your way." He flicked his wrists in the same way as Loki did earlier and two bronze poles appeared in his hands with silver runes sketched down the length. 

"Since when did he get those?" Bruce asked from the sidelines. With no one out of the ring knowing the answer, Steve started the spar on Percy's encouragement. 

The two sprung forward and had their weapons hit in the center of the room, they stared each other down as they pushed against the weight of the other. They searched each other's eyes for a moment before Percy gave a shit-eating smirk and Loki paled. They both backed off but Loki was quick to pounce again and Percy ducked under the slash and hit upwards. Loki twisted as he sent a flurry of attacks that Percy blocked, successfully preventing the demigod from activating the main weapon feature. 

The two continued to exchange blows as Loki mildly started to regret teaching him how to use the weapon he made him for their first anniversary,  which was proven even more deadly when shown to Poseidon and blessed by the god. Loki groaned as Percy got a hit into his solar plexus and gasped for breath. Percy quickly jumped back and slammed the two ends of his poles together.

Blue light lit the runes and new joint on the weapon, two outlines were on one end as they popped out to form a large trident that made the small agent look terrifyingly powerful. He swung it around himself in a fluid practiced way as Loki cursed. "You seem to be distraught," Percy mocked as they faced each other again.

They both were panting as Percy grinned proudly. "You have been practicing," Loki commented as they circled.

"Is it just me or did the kid just get really badass," Tony asked, "And since when does he smile that much?" Natasha cut his questions off with a glare as they observed the two fighting each other.

"Stark is right, why don't you act like that? Was it S.H.I.E.L.D. when you joined?" Loki questioned and Percy's smile dropped slightly and they attacked again. It ended in seconds after that with Loki mysteriously ending up with multiple stab wounds that came in groups of three.  

Loki groaned on the floor as Percy sheathed his weapon with another flick of his wrists. "Woah kid, since when have you had that and where do you store it?"Tony asked as he began to circle the agent as he looked for where he hid the two rods.

Percy looked less than amused but pulled up the sleeve on his uniform, "it's my first-anniversary gift from Loki, they store as tattoos on my wrists."

"He gave you a weapon for your anniversary?"  Bruce asked.

Percy looked over his tattoo lovingly, "I was born for combat, it's a logical gift."

Loki groaned on the floor, "I could use a little medical  attention." Percy rolled his eyes as Thor raced forward,

"I shall aid you, brother!" Loki let out an exclamation as Thor lifted him and carried the injured god to the med bay.

"So," Tony started, "you're gay? I don't see it." The other's facepalmed at the insensitive remark.

Percy held back an eye roll, "pan actually, Loki doesn't really abide by our gender roles." He got four pairs of confused eyes staring at him. "Seriously, you all work with a Norse god and didn't think to read up on their stories?" Percy pinched his nose, "Natasha?" He looked to his handler who could probably explain it better and most likely to know what he meant.

"Loki is, at best, gender fluid, if the myths have anything to say about him," She replied with a smirk, "he has both given birth and fathered his children." 

A/N So the fact that Loki hides as a snake is a huge headcanon for me as well as the eskrima/trident/bow staff that Loki made and enchanted for Percy to replace Riptide. It's easier to access than Riptide since it's a permanent tattoo and he can recall it back on command if he summons it again and not have to wait for it to come to his pocket (if he even has one in his pants).

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