AU: Alright so I'm new to Fanfiction writing, read alot of it but I specialize more in writing my own characters and wanted to try my hand at Fanfic. I'll go ahead and point out some things here to avoid questions later.
Percy Jackson- I on't plan to bring in any canonical characters with the exception of gods and monsters, though this could change, this takes place before the events of The Last Olympian.
Ranma 1/2- This takes place some time after the Ultimate Weakness Moxibustion, though the exact point is unknown at this time.
These two are very different in multiple ways so I will do my best to represent the respective worlds and characters. I have no intended pairings at this time as well. I do recommend leaving a review so I can try to correct any mistakes and learn from them, as I'm unused to making fanfiction.
I do not own Ranma 1/2 or the Percy Jackson series, the only characters I own are Robin and any other original characters.
One never really can know how strange the world is until you've fallen down the rabbit hole.
Some people in this world know this better than anyone, while others live in blissful ignorance unaware of just how odd the world can be. Ignorant to the stranger side of life while they go through the course of normalcy.
When you live a life outside normalcy, you can truly see just how strange life is, primarily in those brief times when one is exposed to the orthodox, normalcy most take for granted.
To say Robin knew chaos was a bit of an understatement. Having discovered himself to be a demigod at the age of ten he quickly had ended up at a strange camp on Long Island for a few years before deciding to strike off on his own.
He'd quickly discovered the world was tough for an underaged demigod especially considering the strange events that seemed to happen around him, even for a demigod.
After a few years on his own, Robin had managed to hone his skills to an extent, and taken up the task of hunting down monsters.
Currently he was glaring at a black raven that was currently perched across from him on a bench, the mystical force known as the Mist ensuring that nobody passing by noticed the boy's strange behavior.
"It's a terrible idea." The boy said. "Stupid bird, gonna get me killed."
The raven stared at him, and if one were to believe the craziness it would almost seem as though he were adding his own comments
"No, but I'd rather go with an idea that doesn't get me killed or eaten." Once again the bird seemed to respond, though to any onlookers what was being said was a mystery.
"And just where do you think I'd get a hellhound anyway."
The raven stared.
"No I don't have any better ideas!"
As if in response to the conversation a howl resounded throughout the area.
"Dammit fine guess we'll try your idea...better than just sitting here." Robin said, standing up from the bench he'd been sitting on.
Observers now could get a good look at the lightly tanned boy. He was slightly shorter than the average teenager, at least the average for the States, with dirty blonde hair. His outfit didn't seem too out of the ordinary, consisting of a black T-shirt with the name of some obscure rock band on the front and jeans.
The only indicator that this was not a normal teenager was the sheathed sword hanging from his belt, and Robin wasn't too worried about that considering the mist obscured the weapon from most normal people perception.
Last thing he needed was a bunch of mortals freaking out about a teenager carrying around a longsword.
The howl had sounded like it was nearby, and Robin only just managed to sense the danger coming in time to dodge to the left, and out of the way as the hellhound made an attempt to crush him. The bench he'd previously been sitting on wasn't fortunate enough to survive.
"Still think this'll work?" Robin asked the raven, whom had relocated to a nearby tree. Upon receiving no answer Robin sighed. "Well anything's better than sticking around here I guess."
He drew his sword in his left hand while glaring at the demon dog.
"Ya wanna try that again, Clifford?" He taunted.
While he doubted the Hellhound could understand the taunt, it did still respond by trying to disembowel him with it's claws.
Robin backstepped to avoid the attack, taking a small slash at the monster, though he made sure to only do superficial damage.
After all, he still needed the hellhound, so it wouldn't do to kill the thing.
It was a difficult task wounding the creature, since all of Robin's instincts told him to kill the hound, after all he hadn't survived this long on his own by playing tag with monsters he fought.
The hound only seemed annoyed, or maybe angry at the shallow cut.
The fight persisted in that way for a good few moments, with Robin making shallow cuts and inconsequential strikes at the hellhound before he finally decided the thing had been annoyed enough to try the plan out.
The opportunity he needed came when the hellhound made an attempt to bite him. Robin waited for the perfect moment before jumping, avoiding the attempt by the hellhound to bite off his leg and landing his foot squarely on the thing's face. Using the head of the dog as a sort of stepping stone.
He climbed onto the thing's back and simply held on, knowing what was to come next.
The hellhound didn't disappoint him either, ramming into various objects in the area to try to shake him off.
The raven joined the young demigod shortly after the chaos started, mostly because his tree was one of the first casualties in the hellhound's attempt at knocking loose the annoying demigod clinging to it's back.
"Told ya this idea sucked." Robin muttered, doing his very best to hold on as if his life depended on it. Which wasn't hard considering the accuracy of that expression at the moment.
Eventually the hellhound finally decided to do what the demigod was hoping for, and began to slip into the shadows, literally.
"Guess it worked." Robin remarked to the smug looking bird as he was slowly pulled into the shadows along with the monster.
All of a sudden it was like he was traveling at Mach 10, or what felt like it, the speed that it felt like the hellhound had begun using threatened to peel his flesh, and it was no true surprise he lost his grip on the monster at some point.
Now most people know that only creatures of the underworld had the capacity to shadow travel by themselves. However the fact they were able to pull other beings with them indicated that it was theoretically possible for somebody not affiliated with the underworld to shadow travel as well.
However while Robin was still traveling through the shadows, he had no way to really control anything about the trip.
This of course, included where he was going and the act of traveling still required energy in some form.
Needless to say the young demigod could feel his energy draining as he was plunged through darkness, His eyes already felt heavy, and the simple act of staying conscious was proving to be a trial in it's own right.
Robin could feel unconsciousness beginning to claim him, and while he did try to fight it, the unfamiliar feeling of shadow travel as well as the strain it was taking on his body, in addition to the drain of energy proved too much and the waking world soon escaped him.
It didn't feel like long before Robin woke up, at least Robin could tell it hadn't felt nearly long enough.
He'd trained himself to exhaustion a few times, and while it was a similar experience Robin felt substantially worse right now compared to how he had then.
The energy he did have was strange, it felt like I shouldn't be conscious, yet when he tried to continue resting he was unable to.
It felt like something wanted him awake, but what could do the-crap.
Robin heard someone clearing their throat and sighed before sitting up and opening his eyes.
The location was definitely something out of the ordinary, it appeared to be a vast valley filled with pools of water that varied in size and shape. Bamboo shoots appeared to be growing out of these. Rocks were also present in various locations as well as small patches of moss.
Across from him, was a face he'd not wanted to see again, A woman stood there waiting patiently with a smirk on her face, she was rather tall, and could easily be considered very beautiful, with long hair. She was clad in business attire as if she'd walked out of a board room meeting of some type only a few minutes prior, and appeared to be doing something or another on a smartphone-like device.
Had he not known who she was, the teenager would have guessed her to be around twenty five, give or take a couple of years.
Unfortunately he knew exactly who the woman in question was.
Eunomia. The Greek goddess of order, and the person he'd nearly killed himself trying to escape from.
"You didn't really think I wouldn't notice you left, perhaps it would simply be better to kill you." The goddess's face took on a thoughtful expression before she shook her head. "OOf course, that would cause almost as much trouble as letting you walk free, especially if she hears about it." The woman seemed to be thinking and Robin decided he did not want to let the goddess plan a new way of dealing with him.
He'd already gotten trapped in Chicago, and while it seemed he had escaped from the city that she had sealed him in previously, he doubted that he'd have the same type of luck again.
The demigod had taken the time during the monologue to stand up, and now had to consider his options.
He could attack, but considering this was a goddess, it wasn't likely to end well, and the act would probably give her justification to kill him.
That in mind, it left him with one other possible option and while Robin didn't really think he had much of a chance to escape, it was better than standing around waiting to get locked up again.
The goddess seemed to be preoccupied with her smartphone when he made his move, and for a moment Robin almost believed he'd get away before his legs suddenly gave out and he found himself falling into one of the strange pools.
Exhaustion suddenly returning, Robin only barely noticed the strange almost tingling sensation he felt upon making contact with the water, whatever it was he decided it probably wasn't important.
Fortunately the pool was shallow enough that the demigod wasn't in any danger of drowning, but unfortunately Robin's body was largely unresponsive to the desperate commands he tried giving it.
"Running won't help, the only reason you're even conscious is because I wished to speak with you myself." The goddess said from her spot while continuing to work on her phone. Looking very much like the business woman she was dressed as. She looked up before blinking, seemingly surprised by something.
"Well, That's interesting." She remarked, though what she was referring to Robin didn't know. Robin felt himself float out of the pool before being left suspended in midair directly in front of the goddess. "Quite the annoying location you've chosen, then again with all the trouble you've given me perhaps it would make an interesting place for you."
She once again appeared to think for a second, "hmm yes perhaps one of the nearby tribes would-" She frowned as her phone beeped, turning her attention back to the handheld device before said frown deepened, as if she had just read something irritating.
"It looks like someone else has other plans for you, as much of a pain as it is for you or any of her other children to walk around freely…"
The halfblood wasn't sure what to make of this whole thing, while Eunomia was merely a minor goddess, he still couldn't think of many people above her whom he was on good terms with.
The goddess merely seemed annoyed by the whole thing, and decided it was best to get things over with. She cut off the spell that was keeping Robin conscious before he could really comment, and darkness soon returned to greet the demigod.
"I can't believe they want to send him to THAT town, what are they thinking?" Euomia muttered before glancing at a small raven staring down at her. The raven soon joined the unconscious halfblood in the land of sleep and she waved a hand sending both elsewhere before sighing.
"Perhaps Eirene was right that I need a vacation…"
Ryoga Hibiki was lost.
To anyone who knew the young martial artist this would not be news.
The fact he was somewhat near his intended destination, the Tendo Dojo, was notable enough.
Heck he hadn't even had to pass through Kyoto this time before he'd found his way back to the town of Nerima.
Not that the Lost Boy was aware of his current proximity to his destination. In fact as far as he knew he was walking through a forest. Translation: Nerima Park.
To most people the distinction between a park and forest was one easily made, however Ryoga was not a normal person.
A member of the Hibiki clan, he had inherited a directional curse which had caused the tern no small amount of suffering.
While he'd been able to attend junior high thanks in part to their family dog, Shirokuro the lost boy had been subject to teasing.
After failing to arrived on time for a duel Ryoga had followed his rival to china, and to the cursed training grounds of Jusenkyo where he acquired an additional curse.
The Hibiki's quest for revenge against his rival brought him to the Tendo dojo, where the young martial artist developed a crush on one Akane Tendo, the girl whom currently dominated the bandanna-clad boy's thoughts and his reason for seeking out the Tendo dojo now.
"Oh Akane, someday I will find you and tell you how i feel." The lost boy proclaimed melodramatically. The lost boy sighed before glancing around him. He'd noticed that the trees had stopped as he'd come across a familiar fountain. "Am I in Nerima?" Ryoga questioned, he recognized the park from the time he had teamed up with Mousse.
The Lost boy took this as a sign that he was destined to make it to his location and returned to his journey with new rigor.
Too bad he was going in the wrong direction…
Still perhaps it was for the best, Ryoga would decide on later reflection.
Especially when he came across the girl.
Ryoga recognized that the girl was likely a gaijin, considering the hair color and features the concerning thing was that she appeared to be laying in the bushes unconscious.
While she didn't appear seriously injured, aside from a few cuts and scrapes here and there. Ryoga could sense the girl was low on Ki, however and Ryoga wasn't sure what that meant.
He also spotted a raven perched on a nearby branch, staring at him. Almost as though it was watching over the young girl. After a moment Ryoga blinked at the bird was gone.
He did know that he couldn't afford to risk getting lost trying to find help, and instead flared his Ki. It wasn't long before the attempt paid off and Mu Tsu, or Mousse as most knew him, appeared carrying a takeout box that indicated he had been out on a delivery.
"Hibiki, what are you-" The male amazon stopped when he saw the unconscious girl. As well as the fact Hibiki seemed distressed, it didn't take a genius to figure out why the Lost boy had been trying to get somebody to show up.
"Explain." He asked, wondering if Ryoga had hurt someone in a fit of rage or something, it certainly wouldn't surprise the long haired boy considering the other martial artist's temper, though he couldn't really picture Ryoga hitting a woman.
"I just found her like that!"
The master of hidden weapons shrugged, doubting that the bandana clad boy wold lie about something like that, it wouldn't be honorable. He spotted a sheathed sword beside the girl, and after checking it was surprised to see the blade was made of some unknown material that seemed to glow dimly.
"You ever see a sword like this Hibiki?" He asked, thinking maybe the lost boy had seen something similar in his travels. The Hibiki in question didn't seem to find the weapon as interesting.
"Forget about the sword, we need to help her!" He yelled, and Mousse nodded before lifting the foreign girl up.
Ryoga took a moment before picking up the discarded sword, as well as a messenger bag he assumed would be missed as well.
The two proceeded to the Nekohanten, Ryoga following the Amazon to avoid getting lost.