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Guys, from the majority of the reviews, it said "we all know Percy's a one woman kind of guy" and that is a valid point so...

Sorry but no Percy/Zoe/Artemis, just the plain old PerZoe

Hope it doesn't put you off!


Thanks for all the reviews man! Cheers! Sasuke plus Oro, team Taka (or whatever their name is) plus the four dead Hokages are on their way to help the Allies in the Fourth Shinobi War! Woohoo! Can't wait for 628!


Ohayo guys!

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NAh kidding, zorry for long update, if you checked profile you would find out, sorry its too short I had to restart a few times. Stuff at bottom.

Guys I forgot to put this but: I don't own Percy Jackson, nope.

I'll probably forget to say it again so this is for the whole story okay?

I was gonna say something else...

Welcome to the new chapter...

Note: The Naruto elements/release/styles are coming in this chapter.


Chapter 7: The Saving Grace

Camp Half-Blood, 5th January 2013, 0530

Annabeth Chase POV (3rd)

Annabeth Chase yawned as she rubbed her eyes open. It was still not yet light but she had to get up. Today was the day those allies were coming to camp, and she had to make a good impression. After all, they were supposed to be a very good force if what they were saying were true. She was used to waking up so early though; becoming the Official Architect of Olympus had made her the early bird type of person.

As she stepped out of her cabin, fully dressed, someone addressed, "Ah, Annabeth, excellent for you to join us."

Annabeth was shocked. The gods hardly ever visited Camp, and when they did, they were never together. Well, the cabin inspection was one thing, but... Percy.

Percy, Percy, Percy.

Percy Jackson, ex-Savior of Olympus, banished from Camp, and had vanished off the face of the Earth.

Presumed dead, or missing.

She didn't know what to feel.

Sorry, because she betrayed his trust? Disgusted, because she cheated on him? Regret, for both of these things?

Or did she not even care? Care, that because of her, his parents were dead, his life was ruined and his love was taken from right in front of his eyes? Did she not care

All of these things coursed through her head at one hundred miles per hour.

Where was he? Was he dead?

She had asked Nico, but he just shot a dark look at her and muttered something about 'the lowest depths of Tartarus'.

Her old friends basically had a same type of reply as well.

They didn't approve of Damien either. She told them it was none of their business who she was dating and it was her choice and it had made things a whole lot worse.

Of course, the situation had gotten even worse when Damien became Guardian of Camp, which was a long story.

Camp didn't necessarily get better.

Everyone was getting out of bed at around this time. Everyone was making last minute preparations. The Aphrodite cabin were discussing how hot the men from the Squad would be.

And girls. Most people forgot that there weren't just male members only.

Damien was going on and on about how he could defeat the Persian Army easily, but they wouldn't let him.

"I tell you, I bet they're nothing. Use me to kill them, and then everyone will know how good I am!"

He was the new Camp Director, because after the Gaea War, Mr D. did such a good job fending off Gaea that Zeus took away his role completely. Because Damien was literally a copy of Zeus in personality, Zeus had chosen him.

The Romans came at around half past six. The war with Gaea had eased their relationship and now they were on good terms.

Percy had helped out with that. Had he not become praetor and killed his father's counterpart during the months that he was missing, then who knows what would have happened.

After all, the Romans weren't very trusting.


No One POV

The five Cohorts of the Twelfth Legion of Rome marched past Half-Blood Hill, and stood to attention, fully armoured with their weapons at the ready. The Greeks were only beginning to get into their armour.

Inside the camp, it was frantic. Weird rumours were going around it. Apparently the soldiers were like Goku, and had superhuman strength and could do massive energy blasts, like the Kamehameha. There were much, much weirder ones than that, but things were going to get interesting.

And that they were actually people from the future, and had come to the past to show off how great they were.

Near the woods, a scream resonated through the air.

"It's an attack!" The witnesses screamed, "Tactical retreat!"

Chaos spread through the camp, many of the campers didn't know what was happening, it had all happened too quickly.

"It's a surprise attack! Hordes are coming from every direction!" Some guy shouted over the tannoy, "Everyone grab your weapons, get ready. Defend Camp Half-Blood!"

Everyone rushed out of the gates or somewhere else to defend Camp, getting ready for battle. Those who weren't hastily grabbed weapons before rushing out. There were no tactics, just defend Camp and kill every Persian you see. As you can see, they didn't really have time for a battle plan.

Persians rushed on from every direction, burning down trees, buildings, literally everything in their path.

The gods could only sit there and watch, as it was a mortal conflict.

Then...

"Look, who are they?" Leo saw several figures spinning through the air, heading towards the middle of the camp.

Annabeth wasn't fazed, "Apollo cabin! Get ready to shoot at them, they could be a threat!"

The figures landed directly in the middle of the camp, next to the cabins, doing a forward roll before getting up, drawing out their respective weapons.

"Davidson, Bravo! Take the front of the camp, don't let anything go through you."

"Nightingale, Hunt, Beckett, Amit, Hudson, Jackson, Huynh, I want you all to take on the forest. Maria and Nocturne, go guard the front with Davidson, Diehl and Bravo. Sunset, Zero, Silvers, Harvey, Knight, Storms, you take the walls. Graceful Hunter and I will take care of the ones that get past."

The campers watched in amazement; someone had come to save them when thought they would die. Not just someone, but a whole platoon.

Of about 30 extremely powerful people.

Soon there were shadows ripping the Persians apart, fire burning them alive.

Ice freezing them.

Lightning frying them, water drowning.

They were being swallowed up by the ground.

Cut to pieces by amazing swordplay.

Diamonds, plants, wood, dust, explosions, storms, lava and boils were erupting all across the battlefield.

Some of them were so speedy that they left blurs as they ran, using steel, and other elements to destroy the enemy.

But what drew the camper's attention was the masked-man who had told them their orders and his partner, a girl in a Greek battle helmet, with black and white plumage. Apart from that, she wore no armour, apart from shin guards. She wore a skirt which allowed movement and spun as she danced the Dance of Death, killing enemies here to there with her twin daggers. She wore a zipped up jacket but you could see the green bits of a t-shirt underneath.

Arrows behind her back, and a belt which was equipped with lots of strange looking knives, she done what looked like a single handsign.

"Katon: Gōryūka no Jutsu! "

She shot what looked like a dragon head shaped fireball at the Persians.

The campers gasped, only imagining what damage it would create.

Then the man did another few handsigns and bellowed, "Futon: Daitoppa!" taking in a huge breath then blowing a strong gust of wind into the fire, making it triple its size.

The fireball hit a the inner part of the invasion and exploded, blowing away a huge chunk of earth. Their army started to panic; the invasion was not going well.

"Everybody, rally back, we've lost. I repeat: retreat!" What looked like the leader shouted (1). He was bald, tattooed and had an intricate war horn hanging from his side.

The masked man walked up to him, slashing all enemies in his way. "Hunter, you take care of the rest, I'll take him, it'll be over in a pinch."

The girl nodded, then went wherever to massacre.

"I don't think you'll be going anywhere, and neither will your invasion force." Shark said in a cold voice, his eyes icy and cold.

"Bah! Can you take me on!" The leader laughed, "Don't even think about it! Let me introduce myself, I am Secrides! Perhaps you have heard of me?"

"Of course I have heard of you," Shark whispered behind him, moving so fast the eye couldn't follow, instead seeing a blur. He left a gash with a knife he had pulled out on Secrides' arm. "But I will not using my swords because of how worthless you are. You are weak. And you will die."

Secrides swung blindly behind him with his spiked club, but hit nothing but air.

"Wrong way," Shark said from in front of him.

He swung, again, this time in a full arc. Here was a man that was only toying with him and he was Secrides. His name struck fear into his enemy's hearts.

"Wrong again,"

Secrides felt a feeling he had not felt in a long time. Fear. This man was powerful. He was fast and strong, a lethal combination.

"Whoopsies, you missed. Maybe if I stay in the same spot?"

Secrides swung at his leg, he jumped. He swung at the middle, he bent at an impossible angle. He tried to blow his head of but he ducked. He tried an overhead swing, but the man only sidestepped. He wasn't even trying to attack.

"Who... Who are you?"

"You are weak. And for that you will die."

The voice came from behind, and before he knew it, he collapsed, writhing in agony, screaming with a knife sticking out of his chest. Secrides lay on the floor, screaming out to the gods.

"My name amongst enemies is the Bloody Shark. Perhaps you know me?"

Secrides' lips twisted into a painful smile, blood pouring out of his mouth. He was dying, but he was glad he died by the hands of an S-Rank. Even if he was toying with him. Ever since he was young, he had wanted to fall in battle. His wish was granted, and to a strong opponent at that.

"I-I'm..." He drew a deep breath, "...Glad..."

He drew his last breath, and died, his eyes glazed over.

"That's good."

As a last sign of respect, Shark leaned over and closed Secrides' eyes before turning him until he was laying on his back.

"Even if you were an enemy, may you rest in peace," Shark murmured.

All around the duel was remnants of a battlefield, but it was over. Fires were burning here and there, and some of the earth had turned to mud and stuff. Ice and all that stuff was still there. It was a mess. And if you add lots and lots of bodies... a big mess.

There was silence for a long time.

Then...

"We won?" Voices rang out uncertainly.

"Yeah we did! Thanks to League of Legends that is! Let's go back and celebrate with Damien!" A familiar voice replied, one that Shark immediately recognized, a voice he aligned with a face of a girl, with blond hair and grey eyes. One that he had known some time ago.

"How could I ever forget," the masked man whispered. He was a man, once known as a teenager called Percy Jackson, who, in only but a moment, had his heart broken into so many pieces it couldn't be fixed.

But maybe...

But he had to cope. He had to survive, and his heart hardened.

He was back. To the place he truly loathed.

One of the two. The second was Olympus.

"Hn," Percy said, then walked away.

It was time to be happy, and celebrations were happening now.

"Jake!" Zoe called out, and ran after him.

"Man, that girl is ho-ot!"

A lot of people agreed.


Zoe POV (3rd Person)

Percy, it hurt her heart, him being like that.

She truly loved him but she couldn't tell him.

How she felt: how she loved the way his hair flowed in the wind; that grin that made all her troubles go away; his aloof personality, making everyone around smile; his lean and muscled body, lean and powerful *squeal*;his handsome face...

Everything. So many qualities...

"Goodness," She told herself.

She couldn't.

What if he denied her?

What would she do?

She was his teammate dammit. She'd have to see him everyday!

Maybe... maybe one day.

'One day,' Zoe thought.

She found him sitting on a burnt up log, turned charcoal.

"Hey," She greeted "You wouldn't want to sit on that, it would make your precious jeans get dirty."

He smiled at that remark (she could tell, even though he was wearing a mask, there was that twinkle in his eye).

Percy looked away at the horizon. There was a silence for a moment. "I hate it here. I thought I would cope, but the memories are coming, they're rushing back. It's overwhelming me. I-I don't know what to do."

"It's okay, Percy. Memories here for both of us, huh?" She tried to comfort him, "We've been summoned for some council meeting. The gods will there as well."

"The gods..." Percy muttered, saying it like it was disgusting, "I hate them, I hate him! I hope he dies!"

There was a pregnant pause.

"I hope you die! Fuck you you motherfu-" He shouted out at the sky,

"Percy," she said firmly, gripping onto his hand, "Calm down. Let's set up camp here, okay?"

"Fine." Percy muttered.

"Percy," She told him, "Remember was that Sage told you? About the hate? Before he died."

"Yeah..."


Percy/Jake POV (Third Person)

Flashback

"Percy," The white haired, sandal-wearing man told him, "I know there is a lot of hate in you heart,"

"A lot? Are you kidding me?"

The sage drew a deep breath, "I can relate... I was an orphan, like you. My family were killed right in front of me by some bandits. They thought I was dead. But... from that day on, I trained with hate in my heart. Vowing to kill them. Vengeance. It isn't a good thing. The power of hate can only take you so far. Vengeance does not help. It only leaves you emptiness. There is no happiness. Instead, use the power to protect other people to propel you further. Don't bottle up your rage. It does not help. Let go of you anger."


"He was a good old man," Percy said solemnly, "He had some taste,"

"Pervert!" Zoe squealed.

"You know you love it!" Percy said, then started laughing.

Zoe giggled, his laugh was infectious, red blush on her cheeks.

Percy laid down, hands under his hand.

"Those were good times," he said.

"Yeah... Good times," Zoe agreed.

They lay there, observing the stars for the rest of the night 'til the loud voices that sang and talked from the party had died down, till it was no more.


HEY GUYS!

I'm back, yeah boy!

WOOHOO!

Those who read the post on my profile, yeah, I did have writer's block.

I also had to restart, my previous one had the council meeting in it but it dragged on for ages. It had quantity, but some shit quality.

So... yeah!

1) For Secredes imagine those guys on the big-ass elephants in Lord of the Rings: Return of the King in the Battle of Pelennor Fields. Book or movie, whatever same thing.

Yadda, yadda, yadda.

For the whole romance thing, its my first time writing one, and for those guys who asked if there was PerZoe in the time skip, my anser is nope!

Sorry if it's crap. Leave me some tips you know...

JutsuS:


Fire Release: Great Dragon Fire Technique - Katon: Gōryūka no Jutsu

B-Rank

Handseals: Tora (Tiger)

The user compresses a large amount of chakra built up inside their body and changes it into a dragon head-shaped fireball. The user then skilfully manipulates that great fire, and attacks their opponent. Even outside of the attack range, its power and reliability are stressed. The flames have a high temperature, as they can create an upward movement of air currents which in turn can give rise to thunder clouds. A master of this technique can fire off several flames in succession and anyone caught in the technique could potentially be reduced to ashes.

This is part of the setup that Sasuke uses in order to perform his Kirin technique.


Wind Release: Great Breakthrough Technique - Futon: Daitoppa no Jutsu

C-Rank

Handseals: Tiger-Ox-Dog-Rabbit-Snake

This is a relatively simple technique that creates a sudden gust of wind, but its scale varies greatly depending on the user. If used by a superior shinobi, it has enough destructive power to knock down a large tree. The wind from the squall can blow away all things in the user's line of sight. A variation of the technique involves a smaller blast of wind which gets ignited with flame.

Gaara, while in his partial transformation, can can infuse this technique with sand and chakra to greatly increase the damage potential.


So ohayo.

Umm... What was I gonna say? Oh yeah!

Guys I might do a drawing of Scasar and Nightshade (back, front and side) Check out my deviant account: lmao234 (Link on page) I'm uploading a colour picture of Punch! Halfway through...

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Sorry for the long update..

Anyway, I think that's it,

Tata!

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PS. I still need, a BETA who's experienced, how about that?