The Wandering Hero
Naruto jammed to the cross heavy metal band Mastodon, listening to their hit album Leviathan.
Sitting in a yellow school bus in a field trip to Manhattan–twenty –eight mental – case kids and two teachers, heading to Metropolitan Museum of Art to look at the ancient Greek and Roman relics and myths.
The definition of boring, in Naruto's case.
Though Mr. Bruner, his Latin teacher, was leading the trip, so there was hope that it would be fun event.
Mr. Brunner was this middle-aged man in a motorized wheelchair. He had thinning hair and a scruffy beard and a frayed tweed jacket, which always smelled like coffee. At first glance Naruto dismissed him as an old timer but gradually spending times in his class he was quite cool. The Greek stories always got him attentive which was really amazing; due to Naruto rarely listen to his teachers and always a lazy slouch in life. He talked about Hercules, Theseus, Achilles and other heroes in their quest with the gods, it's like he knew them; weird right. What surprised the blonde more was his collection of Greek armor and weapons, something that made Naruto suspicious of him.
To be honest Naruto was suspicious of him from the very beginning. Though Mr. Bruner did not show any sign of ill will against him except it was more concern for his classmate Percy Jackson.
Percy Jackson was twelve-year old young boy, being one year younger than Naruto, with jet black hair, beach tan, and his greatest quality was his sea-green eyes. He dressed normally and was also quite short for his age.
Not that Naruto was one to judge, for he too was short for his age.
Naruto knew the moment he met Percy, he was different from your average kid, there were traces of him being mortal and the other . . . dare he say god.
Now the question was, was he Greek, Roman, Norse, or Celtic? Naruto easily ruled out the eastern myths for Percy didn't show heritage nor was he familiar with its culture.
He also wondered if Percy knew about his heritage, sadly for every hint Naruto dropped, Percy was left clueless. Naruto final conclusion was that Percy was kept ignorant, the blonde immediately gave the demigod one or two years to live if he was lucky maybe more.
Naruto could've of cut ties with Percy right there, but the blond was a bleeding heart and actually gotten quite friendly with him. So ignoring Percy wasn't something he could. I guess this what he got for choosing his school's randomly instead of applying for a well-educated school.
Oh well. Besides Percy was the first western demigod Naruto has ever encountered, so he was curious were this road would lead him.
I guess he was getting his birthday wish for an exciting adventure early today.
Percy had never been this glad to leave the school bus. Seriously he was this close in decking Nancy, and action which he regretted not taking.
If there's one thing that Percy didn't like was watching his friend getting harassed by that Freckly, redheaded kleptomaniac bitch.
Percy sometimes pitied Grover. He was an easy target. He was scrawny. He cried when he got frustrated. He must've been held back several grades, due to being the only sixth grader with acne and start of wispy beard on his chin. On top of all that he was crippled. He had a note excusing him from PE for the rest of his life because he had some muscular disease in his legs. He walked funny, like every step hurt him, but Percy didn't let that fool him. Naruto was his testimony when they saw him run when it was enchilada day in the cafeteria, he ran like there was no tomorrow.
Percy along with his classmates followed Mr. Bruner.
He rode front in his wheelchair, guiding us through the big echoey galleries, past the marble statues and glass cases full of ancient black-and-orange pottery.
It blew Percy's mind that the relics had survived for two thousand, three thousand years.
Mr. Bruner gathered everyone around a thirteen-foot-tall stone column with a big sphinx on the top, and started telling them how it was a grave marker, a stele, for a girl who was about their age. He told them about the carvings on the sides. Percy was trying to listen to what Mr. Bruner had to say, because it interested him, but everybody except Naruto, who was listening to his mp3, were talking, and every time Percy told them to shut up. The other chaperone, Mrs. Dodds, would give him the evil eye.
Mrs. Dodds was a Math teacher from Georgia who always wore a black leather jacket, even thought she was fifty years old. She looked mean enough to ride a Harley right into your locker. She had come to Yancy halfway through the year, when their last math teacher had a nervous breakdown.
From the first day, Mrs. Dodds loved Nancy Bobofit and treated Percy like he was devil spawn. She always pointed her crooked finger at him and always talk in sweet voice but had venom inside those words. Percy once told his friends that he didn't think Mrs. Dodds was human. Grover was in total agreement while Naruto's was more colorful.
"Yeah I heard that from another guy, his name was Shit Sherlock, first name No."
Ass.
Mr. Bruner kept talking about Greek funeral art. Finally, Nancy Bobofit snickered something about the naked guy on the stele, Percy turned around in Nancy's direction and said, "Will you just shut up?"
It came louder than Percy meant it, getting the center of the attention.
The whole group laughed. Mr. Brunner stopped his story.
"Mr. Jackson" he said, "did you have a comment?"
Percy face went red in embarrassment, and replied, "No, sir."
Mr. Brunner pointed to one of the pictures on the stele. "Perhaps you'll tell us what this picture represents?"
Percy looked at the stele and flushed of relief, instantly recognizing the carving. "That's Kronos eating his kids, right?"
"Yes," Mr. Brunner said, obviously not satisfied. "And he did this because . . ."
"Well . . ." Percy racked his brain to remember. "Kronos was the king god, and-"
"God?" Mr. Brunner asked.
"Titan," Percy corrected myself. "And … he didn't trust his kids, who were the gods. So, um, Kronos ate them, right? But his wife hid baby Zeus, and gave Kronos a rock to eat instead. And later, when Zeus grew up, he tricked his dad, Kronos, into barfing up his brothers and sisters-"
"Eeew!" said one of the girls behind him.
"-and so there was this big fight between the gods and the Titans," Percy continued, "and the gods won."
Some snickers from the group.
Naruto smirked and landed a friendly punch to Percy's shoulder.
Behind Percy, Nancy Bobofit mumbled to a friend, "Like we're going to use this in real life. Like it's going to say on our job applications, 'Please explain why Kronos ate his kids'."
"And why, Mr. Jackson," Brunner said, "to paraphrase Miss Bobofit's excellent question, does this matter in real life?"
"Busted," Grover muttered while Naruto snickered.
"Shut up," Nancy hissed, her face even brighter red than her hair.
Percy let a small smirk, Nancy got packed, too. Mr. Brunner was the only one who ever caught her saying anything wrong. He had radar ears.
Percy thought about his question, and shrugged. "I don't know, sir."
"I see." Mr. Brunner looked disappointed. "Well, half credit, Mr. Jackson. Zeus did indeed feed Kronos a mixture of mustard and wine, which made him disgorge his other five children, who, of course, being immortal gods, had been living and growing up completely undigested in the Titan's stomach. The gods defeated their father, sliced him to pieces with his own scythe, and scattered his remains in Tartarus, the darkest part of the Underworld. On that happy note, it's time for lunch. Mrs. Dodds, would you lead us back outside?"
The class drifted off, the girls holding their stomachs, the guys pushing each other around and acting like doofuses.
Grover, Naruto and Percy were about to follow when Mr. Brunner said, "Mr. Jackson."
Percy knew that was coming.
Percy told Grover and Naruto to keep going. Then he turned toward Mr. Brunner. "Sir?"
Mr. Brunner had this look that wouldn't let you go- intense brown eyes that could've been a thousand years old and had seen everything.
"You must learn the answer to my question," Mr. Brunner told him.
"About the Titans?"
"About real life. And how your studies apply to it."
"Oh."
"What you learn from me," he said, "is vitally important. I expect you to treat it as such. I will accept only the best from you, Percy Jackson."
Percy wanted to get angry, Brunner pushed him to hard.
Sure Percy though it was kind of cool on tournament days, when he dressed up in a suit of Roman armor and shouted: "What ho!'" and challenged them, sword-point against chalk, to run to the board and name every Greek and Roman person who had ever lived, and their mother, and what god they worshipped. But Mr. Brunner expected him to be as good as everybody else, despite the fact that Percy has dyslexia and attention deficit disorder and Percy had never made above a C- in his life. No-he didn't expect him to be as good; he expected him to be better. And Percy just couldn't learn all those names and facts, much less spell them correctly.
Percy mumbled something about trying harder, while Mr. Brunner took one long sad look at the stele, like he'd been at this girl's funeral.
He told him to go outside and eat my lunch.
The class gathered on the front steps of the museum, where they could watch the foot traffic along Fifth Avenue.
Overhearing, a huge storm was brewing, with clouds blacker than they ever seen over the city. Percy figured maybe it was global warming or something, because the weather all across New York state had been weird since Christmas. They'd had massive snow storms, flooding, wildfires from lightning strikes. Percy wouldn't have been surprised if this was a hurricane blowing in.
Nobody else seemed to notice. Some of the students were pelting pigeons with Lunchables crackers. Nancy Bobofit was trying to pickpocket something from a lady's purse, and, of course, Mrs. Dodds wasn't seeing a thing.
Grover, Naruto and Percy sat on the edge of the fountain, away from the others. They thought that maybe if they did that, everybody wouldn't know they were from that school-the school for loser freaks who couldn't make it elsewhere.
"Detention?" Grover asked.
"Nah," Percy said. "Not from Brunner. I just wish he'd lay off me sometimes. I mean-I'm not a genius."
"I thought you were," Naruto said in sarcasm, getting a light punch from Percy even though he laughed at the joke with Grover.
They three didn't spoke for a while.
Grover looked at Percy intently, the sea-green eyed boy thought he was going to give him some deep philosophical comment to make him feel better, he said, "Can I have your apple?"
Percy didn't have much of an appetite, so he let him take it.
Percy watched the stream of cabs going down Fifth Avenue, and thought about his mom's apartment, only a little ways uptown from where they sat. He hadn't seen her since Christmas. He wanted so bad to jump in a taxi and head home. She'd hug me and be glad to see him, but she'd be disappointed, too. She'd send him right back to Yancy, remind him that he had to try harder, even if this was his sixth school in six years and he was probably going to be kicked out again. He wouldn't be able to stand that sad look she'd give me.
Mr. Brunner parked his wheelchair at the base of the handicapped ramp. He ate celery while he read a paperback novel. A red umbrella stuck up from the back of his chair, making it look like a motorized cafe table.
Percy was about to unwrap his sandwich when Nancy Bobofit appeared in front of his with her ugly friends-Percy guessed she'd gotten tired of stealing from the tourists-and dumped her half-eaten lunch in Grover's lap.
"Oops." She grinned at me with her crooked teeth. Her freckles were orange, as if somebody had spray-painted her face with liquid Cheetos.
Percy tried to stay cool. The school counselor had told him a million times, "Count to ten, get control of your temper."
But Percy was so mad my mind went blank. A wave roared in my ears.
Then the unthinkable happened, that made Percy gap in shock, Naruto stormed in throwing a haymaker straight to her freckled face.
Nancy went down, hard.
Her ugly friends shrieked in terror, grabbing Nancy in a tow. They both cried out for Mrs. Dodds.
Mrs. Dodds soon came to the scene, and soothed poor little unconscious Nancy, promising to make Naruto get the punishment he would rightfully deserved, Mrs. Dodds turned on them. There was a triumphant fire in her eyes, as if Naruto done something she'd been waiting for all semester. "Now, honey-"
"I know," Naruto grumbled. "Detention for life."
Or worse expulsion.
"Of course along with your accomplice Percy Jackson," Mrs. Dodds said.
"What!?" Naruto practically yelled.
Percy ears burned. Why did she have so much beef with her?"
"Wait!" Grover yelped. "It was me. I was bait to make Naruto punch her not Percy."
Percy and Naruto stared at him, stunned. Percy couldn't believe he was trying to cover for him. Mrs. Dodds scared Grover to death.
She glared at him so hard his whiskery chin trembled.
"I don't think so, Mr. Underwood," she said.
"But-"
"You-will-stay-here."
Grover looked at him desperately.
"It's okay, man," Percy told him. "Thanks for trying."
"Honey," Mrs. Dodds barked at him. "Come with me."
"Shouldn't I be first," Naruto said, not hiding his anger.
"I save the best for last," Dodds replied wittedly.
Naruto scowled, growling at her.
Percy moved forward, grudgingly.
Naruto sent an apologetic look to him. Percy said, "It's okay, it isn't your fault."
"It is."
Percy turned to face Mrs. Dodds, but she wasn't there. She was standing at the museum entrance, way at the top of the steps, gesturing impatiently at me to come on.
How'd she get there so fast?
Fan-Fucking-tastic, thought the blonde.
Thanks to his reckless action, Percy had to face punishment because of him.
To be honest Naruto knew Mrs. Dodds was not normal. She was chthonic deity, and she didn't hide her anger on Percy.
Naruto had to act fast or else Percy will be killed, or worse tortured, it was one of the thoughts Naruto sensed too.
The blonde grabbed Grover by the shoulders, "Get Mr. Brunner now!"
"R-r-right!" Grover quickly paced in his crutches.
Naruto looked around all his classmates looked around, gossiping in low whispers while glancing at him for a few seconds.
He needed a big distraction.
"Oh my god, WWE superstar John Cena!" Naruto yelled in his best fan boyish voice, kids immediately swarmed were the blonde pointed.
If there's one thing that kids liked in today's age was wrestling and underage movies.
Naruto pulled a flash driver out of his back pocket and slid down the lever, instantly transforming into a beautiful dagger with leather bound white hilt and silver blade engraved with fairy letters, showing that it was not made by mortal hands.
"Carnwennan", said the blonde in a low whisper. The dagger worked its magic making him completely invisible.
Naruto leaped forward twenty feet in a single bound, zig-zagging his way through the columns quickly spotting Percy with Mrs. Dodds at the Roman and Greek section.
Except for them the gallery was empty.
Mrs. Dodds stood with her arms crossed in front of a big marble frieze of the Greek gods. Making hissing noises in her throat, and often chance growled.
Naruto could tell Percy felt very uncomfortable.
Naruto leaped swiftly sneaking on top of the frieze, that she wanted t0 pulverize so badly. Naruto poised his dagger like trained assassin. Just when he was plunge his blade on top Mrs. Dodds skull she spoke.
"You've been giving us problems, honey," she said.
That got abruptly stopped the blonde, did Percy commit a crime?
Percy did the safe thing and said, "Yes, ma'am."
She tugged on the cuffs of her leather jacket. "Did you really think you would get away with it?"
The look in her eyes was beyond mad. It was evil.
As much as Naruto wanted to strike her down, he was too curious for what Percy did to get her this mad.
Percy said, "I'll-I'll try harder, ma'am."
Thunder shook the building.
"We are not fools, Percy Jackson," Mrs. Dodds said. "It was only a matter of time before we found you out. Confess, and you will suffer less pain."
Percy was confused no doubt he was innocent in this case as Naruto viewed it.
"Well?" she demanded.
"Ma'am, I don't…"
"Your time is up," she hissed.
She then began transforming. Her eyes began to glow like barbecue coals. Her fingers stretched, turning into talons. Her jacket melted into large, leathery wings. She wasn't human. She was a shriveled hag with bat wings and claws and a mouth full of yellow fangs, and she was about to slice Percy to ribbons.
Before Mrs. Dodds could take a lunge forward, Naruto leaped, tackling the shrew down. Naruto wasted no effort as his dagger plunged down on her skull, making Mrs. Dodds explode in a cloud of golden dust.
Her shrills echoed over the museum, in agony as she disappeared in the air.
Percy and Naruto stood alone in the hall.
Naruto went forward to Percy, putting a hand over his shoulder. He said, "Are you okay Percy?"
Percy didn't even answer; he was too shocked seeing the death of his horrible math teacher.
"Y-y-you killed her . . ." Percy finally stuttered out.
"No, she'll be back," Naruto dragged Percy away from the scene. "They always come back."
"Was that supposed to mean?" Percy asked.
"You'll learn soon enough for the meantime pretend that nothing happened."
They went outside.
It began to rain.
Grover was sitting by the fountain, a museum map tented over his head. Nancy Bobofit, finally conscious and standing, her cheek bruised by Naruto's fist, grumbling to her ugly friends. When she saw Naruto and Percy, she said, "I hope Mrs. Kerr whipped your butt."
Percy said, "Who?"
"Our teacher, duh!"
Percy blinked, asking who Mrs. Kerr was, but all she did was walk away. Percy asked Grover where Mrs. Dodds was, but he just gave him an odd look and asked, "Who?"
Naruto knew that Grover knew something, but he wasn't going to probe him with questions, for now that is.
Percy asked around where Mrs. Dodds but everyone looked at him as if he were crazy.
Percy looked at Naruto, "What's going on Naruto?"
Naruto gave Percy a grim smile, a look that Percy didn't like, "Welcome to the supernatural Percy, once you're in, only death will be your exit."
Percy was left shocked.
Naruto walked forward looking at the rain, giving a long sigh no doubt that this was going to be a long adventure.
"N-naruto."
A voice stuttered, making him break from his thoughts, it was Grover.
"Mr. Brunner wants to see you," he said.
Naruto wordlessly nodded.
He led himself to Mr. Brunner, who was under a red umbrella reading his book, like he never moved. He looked up distracted and asked, "Naruto I see you're here."
"Who's Mrs. Dodds?" the blonde bluntly told.
"Who?" He said with a blank face.
"You know, the other chaperone, the math teacher, Mrs. Dodds." He explained.
"Naruto, there is no Miss Dodds on this trip, nor is there is one in the school. Are you feeling alright?" He asked concerned.
No doubt he was going to avoid the questioning. Though Naruto wasn't a quitter.
"Who are you Mr. Brunner?"
"Let's answer that question with another question, who are you?"
Naruto gave a long pause and answered with a smirk, "I'm just a foreigner that likes the thrills of adventures and exploration."
Percy was used to occasional weird experience, but usually they were over quickly. This twenty-four/seven hallucination was more than he could handle. For the rest of the school year, the entire campus seemed to be playing some kind of trick on him. The students acted as if they were completely and totally convinced that Mrs. Kerr-a perky blond woman whom he'd never seen in his life until she got on the bus at the end of the field trip-had been their pre-algebra teacher since Christmas.
Every so often he would spring a Mrs. Dodds reference on somebody, just to see if he could trip them up, but they would stare at him like he was psycho.
It got so real Percy almost believed them-Mrs. Dodds had never existed.
Almost.
Naruto knew something, but kept total secrecy and was totally avoiding him.
Grover couldn't fool Percy. When he mentioned the name Dodds to him, he would hesitate, then claim she didn't exist. But Percy knew he was lying.
Something was going on. Something had happened at the museum.
Percy didn't have much time to think about it during the days, but at night, visions of Mrs. Dodds with talons and leathery wings would wake him up in a cold sweat.
The freak weather continued, which didn't help his mood. One night, a thunderstorm blew out the windows in his dorm room. A few days later, the biggest tornado ever spotted in the Hudson Valley touched down only fifty miles from Yancy Academy. One of the current events they studied in social studies class was the unusual number of small planes that had gone down in sudden squalls in the Atlantic that year.
Percy started feeling cranky and irritable most of the time. His grades slipped from Ds to Fs. He got into more fights with Nancy Bobofit and her friends. He was sent out into the hallway in almost every class. Naruto still didn't answer him.
Finally, when his English teacher, Mr. Nicoll, asked him for the millionth time why was he too lazy to study for spelling tests, Percy snapped. He called him an old sot. Percy wasn't even sure what it meant, but it sounded good.
The headmaster sent his mom a letter the following week, making it official: Percy would not be invited back next year to Yancy Academy.
Fine, He told himself. Just fine.
He was homesick.
Percy wanted to be with his mom in their little apartment on the Upper East Side, even if he had to go to public school and put up with his obnoxious stepfather and his stupid poker parties.
And yet… there were things he'd miss at Yancy. The view of the woods out my dorm window, the Hudson River in the distance, the smell of pine trees. He'd miss Grover, who'd been a good friend, even if he was a little strange. I worried how he'd survive next year without me. Even Naruto even though he was bit distant, though he was funny and even showed him how to cheat like a pro, though Percy hasn't been using his skills due to being no point now that he was getting kicked out.
He'd miss Latin class, too-Mr. Brunner's crazy tournament days and his faith that he could do well.
As exam week got closer, Latin was the only test Percy studied for. He hadn't forgotten what Mr. Brunner had told him about this subject being life-and-death for me. Percy wasn't sure why, but he'd started to believe him.
The evening before his final, Percy got so frustrated he threw the Cambridge Guide to Greek Mythology across his dorm room. Words had started swimming off the page, circling his head, the letters doing one-eighties as if they were riding skateboards. There was no way he was going to remember the difference between Chiron and Charon, or Polydictes and Polydeuces. And conjugating those Latin verbs? Forget it.
He paced the room, feeling like ants were crawling around inside his shirt.
Percy remembered Mr. Brunner's serious expression, his thousand-year-old eyes. I will accept only the best from you, Percy Jackson.
Percy took a deep breath. He picked up the mythology book.
He'd never asked a teacher for help before. Maybe if he talked to Mr. Brunner, he could give him some pointers. At least he could apologize for the big fat F he was about to score on his exam. Percy didn't want to leave Yancy Academy with him thinking he hadn't tried.
Just when Percy opened the door, Chucky stood there like an immovable stone with a sadistic grin on his visage.
"Holy shit!" Percy dropped in fright, his heart beating like a set of drums.
"Mua-ha-ha-ha-ha!" the mass murderer burst in fits of laughter, Percy instantly recognized the laugh.
"Naruto! What the hell man!" Percy frowned. "You almost gave me a heart attack."
Naruto took of the mask still chuckling, "You're over exaggerating Perce."
The sea-green eyed boy got up from the floor and frowned, "What brings you to my dorm."
"To answer your questions about the museum, duh."
"Seriously, after all this time you're telling me now, school is almost over!" Percy looked at him with some hint of anger, and he had every right too, Percy was left waiting too long.
Naruto made a bitter smile, "Sorry man, Mr. Brunner was messing with my head with his illusions, altering my mind in believing we weren't friends, and so I had fool him in believing he succeeded."
"Whoa, whoa, hold the phone what do you mean by illusions?" Percy asked.
"I'll tell you later, right now there are more important things to cover up, take a seat," Naruto said.
Percy sat in his soft mattress bed while Naruto took a chair and sat on it backwards. Percy waited with baited breath for Naruto to answer the questions that was driving him up the walls.
"You're a Greco-Roman demigod."
That was very blunt, even by Percy's standard.
"Im what?" Percy said not believing a word he just said.
"Demi-god, half human, half god, a hybrid, and divinity is in your blood Perce," Naruto stated.
"But I don't even feel divine," Percy told, "Seriously was so divine about me, I have dyslexia and ADHD, my grades are below F's, im also average in sports."
"Well Perce divinity is very clear and my sensor senses don't lie," Naruto told him.
Percy didn't look bought, but he knew he was telling him truth, "Then what are you Naruto?"
Naruto raised an eyebrow, letting a sly smile grace his lips, "Im a ninja."
"Ninja?" Percy questioned incredulously, "Am I getting Punk'd right now."
"Percy as much as I like to have Ashton Kutcher on speed dial, the answer is no you're not getting punk'd right now, I'm a ninja."
"Prove it."
Naruto stared at him dryly, the blonde went to his weapon pouch behind his back, that was obscured by his jacket, and exposed to real life kunai's and Shuriken's.
Percy eyes widen at the handful of sharp weapons presented in front of him.
"Ninja have other abilities you know, like having superhuman bodies along with supernatural abilities like flight, invisibility, shapeshifting, the ability to "split" into multiple bodies, the summoning of animals, and control over the five classical elements."
"You're a ninja that has these supernatural abilities and superhuman abilities, yet you're a person who's just a year older than me that goes to Yancy Academy everyday."
Naruto tilted his head, "Well when you say it like that it sounds ridiculous."
"No shit," Percy cursed, "Besides aren't ninjas supposed to be Japanese?"
"I have a Japanese name you know."
"You look like an American."
Percy was right. Naruto looked like an American; he had bright blue eyes, natural spiky blonde hair, and tanned skin, not to mention he was athletically fit.
"From my mom's side yeah."
"Well how do you know all of this?" Percy asked, seriously, how did Naruto know he was demigod? He being a ninja was not a straight answer for Percy.
"Im a demigod too Sherlock," Naruto said dryly.
"Like me?"
"Ehhh~ just like you, yeah, but im not in the same religion like you."
"You said I was Greco-Roman then what is yours?"
"The oldest religion in the world Percy, Hinduism, also called Buddhism"
"I've have no clue what that religion is and I also think you're crazy," Percy said totally fighting the madness that Naruto was telling him.
Naruto gave a long sigh, and snapped his fingers, making Percy yelp from his bed.
Golden lightning arched in a column between Naruto's middle finger and thumb, he then looked at Percy directly.
"My name is Naruto Namikaze the son of Heaven, Lord Indra." Naruto eyes then changed from bright blue to divine gold with electric sparks, "Do you think im still crazy?"
Thunder drummed in the night.
Percy took a moment to grab his words before he silently nodded.
"Good, now to the next part," Naruto said shutting down his powers, "I'll be honest im not familiar with that much Greco-Roman today due to they are living the hermit life from the current supernatural world due to a worldwide fiasco that happened in World War two."
"What happened in World War two?"
"Eh, I think it was Adolph Hitler being the son Hades or Pluto, whatever the lord of the dead prefers to be called, fighting his cousins, which involved something stupid im not sure on the details. Sadly many people from different religions got caught in the crossfire thus making other pantheons to get involved in the war. The Greco-Romans were in a dysfunctional peacekeeping with the banner of the biblical God who were the Allied Forces. The Axis Powers consisted of Shinto, Celtic, Norse, and support from Hades.
"That's a lot of religions, but wait, What about Hinduism?" Percy asked.
"Hinduism was in a long civil war with the Asuras and the god of destruction Shiva, thus leading India being called British India back in the day. But just when World War 2 was going to end my dad defeated Shiva and went to free India from Shinto's grip, and later went to the heavens were the gods were battling, he ended with his trusted thunderbolt, the Vajra. Indra severely wounded Zeus to a near death state and forced the Greco-Romans to either fade or be secluded with the supernatural world due to the causing too much problems."
"Fade?" Percy asked confusedly.
"Is the equivalent of gods dying," Naruto answered.
Percy nodded but frowned, "But the Allied Forces won against the Axis."
Naruto smiled bitterly, "The Allied Forces won the battle on earth but they lost the battle in heaven."
"Oh, that kind of makes sense," Percy sunk in his bed, and looked up, "I guess I learned some interesting facts about history."
"Well Professor Namikaze is always free to help those who are slow learners," Naruto mocked in a teacher's voice.
Percy eye twitched in annoyance.
"So im a demigod, that much I know Naruto, but why does it matter?" Percy said, seeing no problem about him being half god.
"Well you see Percy being a demigod has its up and downs," The blonde said, "The ups, is that you get some awesome divine abilities or talents, it's dependent on your parent. The downs, is that you're going to get chased by monsters and from the religion you are from I'd say a lot of them will be coming after your head."
"Wow I can feel the love already," Percy said in sarcasm, but in honest truth he was scared. If what Naruto said was true then whatever normal life that he wished was thrown out of window when Mrs. Dodds attacked.
"I know it sucks but if you train like me, you'll make it through to your thirties," He heard his blond friend told him.
"B-but why? I never asked to be a demigod!" Percy felt frustrated. "Why would the monster even want to attack me?"
"Because it's in their nature Perce, they don't care what you think, you're just their everyday McDonalds happy meal they'll eat you along with everything you ever cared for," Naruto got up from his seat and looked down on Percy. "Two options are only available: be the hunter and fight for your survival or be the hunted and die running.
Percy stared Naruto for quite a long time, finally asking, "What options did you chose?"
Naruto gave him a warm smile, "I chose my option Perce."
"What was you're option?" Percy asked.
"To live the adventure in a joy ride and endure the hardships that hit me so I can smile the next day."
Wow, Percy didn't take Naruto to be that much of a philosopher. Though Percy couldn't follow Naruto's way life, he wanted to be normal.
He only question left.
"Who's my father?"
"Darth Vader."
". . . . Seriously Naruto"
". . . Sorry, I don't know to be honest."
"Do you have a clue?"
"Well you're divinity is strong, so you're probably a child of the big three."
"I don't feel like a child of the big three."
"You should have more self-esteem in yourself, Perce."
"You're probably right. So the big three are Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades. I'll tell you right now, im not looking forward in being the son of Hades."
"Hey lighten up man, being the son of dead has perks, in fact there was a famous hero in the Fenian cycle named Diarmuid Ua Duibhne who was a son of Donn, the god of dead. He was well liked and greatly skilled warrior that slayed over 3,400 soldiers single-handedly.
Percy eyes widen a bit, amazed that a person could make such an accomplishment.
"Though you're right. You are no child of dead, you're aura doesn't give the feeling of the dead." Naruto stated.
"So that leaves Zeus and Poseidon."
"Yep," Naruto pulling out a water gun, and pulled trigger in point blank range.
Percy quickly shut his eyes, waiting for the water to come and soak his face, but nothing happened. He was confused his face was still dry, did Naruto missed?
Naruto let out a small grin and went to pick up his Cambridge Guide to Greek Mythology, which Percy idly left on the floor when Naruto spooked too him.
"Meet your father Percy," Naruto said.
Percy took the book where Naruto flipped the page too.
It was the Lord of the sea, Poseidon.
Naruto had learned something good from Yancy, and that was picking your schools more wisely. But he dun goofed, and he couldn't change it. Now that he told Percy he was a demigod, he wondered on how he could help Percy get prepared against the monsters he was about. Seriously, he hadn't thought this through, well he'll make on the fly, he always does.
Naruto didn't come to Mr. Brunner test, because he was just too lazy to take a test. He hanged most of his time on the roof of the school, doing one his favorite hobbies, cloud doodling.
His clothes were already packed in his sealing scroll, so it will be matter of time before bell will ring for him freedom.
Right on cue
Naruto walked out the school gates. Smelling freedom in the air. Yep, he's never coming back to this school or any school as a matter of fact.
The blonde demigod casually walked outside, spotting Grover.
Naruto casually made his presence known, making Grover frown in confusion.
Naruto smirked, "I told Percy was a demigod."
Grover gaped in horror, "Di immortales!"
"Damn straight," Naruto grinned ear to ear.
"You're not supposed to do this, it's forbidden for us to interact with other pantheons!" Grover trembled in fear.
"Well I think the Greco-Romans just might get off from their parole earlier than they expected."
"What gives you the authority to do that?"
"I am a Hindu demigod and the son of Indra." Naruto's grin wider, "You have my permission to gawk at my awesomeness."
Grover obliged, without even knowing it that he did.
Naruto smirked, I think I broke him.
He waved his hand in Grover's face, trying to get a reaction, until a minute later he spoke.
"You need to leave."
Now that was rude. Naruto didn't like that request.
"I can go wherever and whenever I want. No one gives us the right Grover . . . we take it."
"Are you trying to start World War Three?!"
"I'll be honest I love a fight as much as the next guy, but todays modern war everything revolves around guns these days, so I'll think I will pass on that."
Grover looked at him in confusion, "Then why did you inform Percy that he was a demigod, you could've of just left him."
Naruto smirked, "Because I consider him a friend Grover, and I don't like leaving a friend in need of help."
"This is going to get you killed," Grover asked in deep concern. Naruto chuckled without a care.
"There are scarier things than death," The son of the heaven reasoned.
This is a one-shot I posted and was an idea that popped up in my head for a couple weeks now, so I decided to make a chapter of it. What did you guys think, those it got you hooked or was it okay. Not up for adoption.