A/N: Anyone who wants to do a story where the characters read 'The Legacy of Athena and Hermes' series is allowed to do so as long as they tell me before hand.

I don't own Percy Jackson series or Naruto series, or any of the characters of either series. Nor am I the writer of the Son of the Huntress series

Warning: Read these stories if you haven't before reading this story:

'The Legacy of Athena and Hermes: The Lightning Thief'
'The Legacy of Athena and Hermes: The Sea of Monsters'
'The Legacy of Athena and Hermes: The Titan's Curse'
'The Legacy of Athena and Hermes: The Battle of the Labyrinth'
'The Legacy of Athena and Hermes: The Last Olympian'
'The Legacy of Athena and Hermes: The Staff of Hermes'
'The Legacy of the Heroes of Olympus: The Lost Hero'
'The Legacy of the Heroes of Olympus: The Quest for Buford'

I'm going to make this clear to those who don't approve the idea of legacies in Camp Half-Blood.

One: If you actually looked into Greek Mythology you know there been plenty of Greek Legacies. Heck Frank's ancestors were Greek legacies before they joined the Romans.

Two: Time and time again in the Percy Jackson series they mention many famous names Rick Riordan used as demigods Greek Demigods reaching adulthood-George Washington, Amelia Earhart, F.D.R., General Sherman and many more-many of which had children of their own which would make their kids legacies.

Three: About Naruto not being wise enough to be a Legacy of Athena, keep in mind in future reference for any sequel fanfictions of Percy Jackson that when Percy and Annabeth have kids, if they have any of Percy's personality they might not have much interest in school and thus not show much of any of Athena's wisdom. So I should have a pass on the matter with Naruto because of that fact.

Four: Since I made Naruto a legacy of Athena through Minato, he can't have any connections with the Romans as for any god/goddess, Olympian or Minor to have a legacy they must have children who later grow up to have children of their own. Minerva doesn't have kids, and it been clear before the return of Athena's Parthenos the idea of the matter was saw as a disgrace to the Romans as it meant Minerva broke her vow in their eyes. Not to mention the fact that the feud between Greek and Romans was kept alive for so long because of Athena.

Also for anyone who thinks it be okay having a child/Legacy of Artemis or Hestia to meet the romans, although Diana or Vesta wasn't treated any worse from their Greek counterparts as the comparison of Athena and Minerva, keep in mind they also made a vow to not have any kids, and since Romans take their vows so seriously they have their own god whose domain is over vows I think they would frown upon the idea of Diana and Vesta breaking their vows. Although I did enjoy The Son of the Huntress series, even though Naruto saved Reyna and Hylla the fact any more Romans would accept the idea there being a child and grandchild of two virgin goddesses feels a bit far fetch.

Heads up, Sheffinator has posted the reading of fanfiction for The Legacy series called 'Reading of the Legacy of Athena and Hermes'. I have gave them permission and the first chapter is posted.

Also there is now video recordings of me reading the Legacy series under my real name Ashleigh Stratmann. It's under 'Reading of the Legacy of Athena and Hermes: The Lightning Thief' as right now it's just the first story being read so far.

Percy and Yugito Meets Terminus

Percy slept like a Medusa victim-which is to say, like a rock.

He hadn't crashed in a safe comfortable bed since... well, he couldn't even remember. Despite his insane day and the million thoughts running through his head, his body took over and said: You will sleep now.

He had dreams, of course. He always had dreams, but they passed like blurred images from the window of a train. He saw a curly-haired faun in ragged clothes running to catch up with him.

"I don't have any change," Percy called.

"What?" the faun said. "No, Percy. It's me, Grover! Stay put! We're on our way to find you. Tyson is close-at least we think he's the closest. We're trying to geta lock on your position."

"What?" Percy called, but the faun disappeared in a fog.

Then a blonde spiky haired grey blue eye kid showed up. Most shocking was he was wearing a headband like Yugito's, but his had a bronze metalover it and the image on the middle was blurred as though someone was trying to make sure he don't see it. "Whoa, Grover wasn't kidding he found you," the kid said. "Percy, listen, I'll be arriving at camp hopefully by summer solstice with Annabeth with three more friends of mine-maybe later if Gaea keeps screwing up with the ship."

"What? Wait, you know Annabeth?" Percy asked.

"Ah duh!" the guy said. "I guess you haven't got your memory back yet. No problem. It took Jason a while too, even after he took the healing potion. Hold on Annabeth wants to talk to you."

He disappeared into the fog. Percy got the strange feeling that was normal for that guy. But something the guy said-the name Jason. He wondered if it is connected to the missing camper Jason.

Then Annabeth was running beside him, reaching out her hand.. "Thank the gods!" she called. "For months and months we couldn't see you! Are you alright?"

Percy remembered what Juno had said about him being asleep for months. The goddess had intentionally kept him hidden, but why?

"Are you real?" he asked Annabeth.

He wanted so much to believe it he felt like Hannibal the elephant was standing on his chest. But her face began to dissolve. "Stay put! It'll be easier for Tyson to find you! Stay where you are!"

Then she was gone. The images accelerated. He saw a huge ship in a dry dock, workers scrambling to finish the hull with some construction equipment. Many of them looked like that spiky blonde hair guy he just talked to before Annabeth. One guy with a blowtorch was welding a bronze dragon figurehead to the prow. He then saw a war god stalking toward him in the surf, a sword in his hands.

The scene shifted. Percy stood on the Field of Mars, looking up at the Berkeley Hills. Golden grass rippled, and a face appeared in the landscape-a sleeping woman, her features formed from shadows and folds in the terrain. Her eyes remained closed, but her voice spoke in Percy's mind.

So this is one of the demigods who destroyed my son Kronos. You don't look like much, Percy Jackson, but you're valuable to me. Come north. Meet Alcyoneus. Juno can play her little games with Greeks and Romans, but in the end, you will be my pawn. You will be the key to the gods' defeat.

Percy's vision turned dark. He stood in a theater-sized version of the camp's headquarters-a principia with walls of ice and freezing mist hanging in the air. The floor was littered with skeletons in Roman armor and imperial gold weapons encrusted with frost. In the back of the room sat an enormous shadowy figure. His skin glinted of gold and silver, as if he were an automaton like Reyna's dogs. Behind him stood a collection of ruined emblems, tattered banners, and a large golden eagle on a staff of iron.

The giant's voice boomed in the vast chamber. "This will be fun, son of Neptune. It's been eons since I broke a demigod of your caliber. I await you atop the ice."

Percy woke, shivering. For a moment he didn't know where he was. Then he remembered: Camp Jupiter, the Fifth Cohort barracks. He lay on his bunk, staring at the ceiling and trying to control his racing heartbeat.

A golden giant was waiting to break him. Wonderful. But what unnerved him more was that sleeping woman's face in the hills. You will be my pawn. Percy didn't play chess, but he was pretty sure that being a pawn was bad. They died a lot.

Even the friendliest parts of his dream were disturbing. A faun named Grover was looking for him. Maybe that's why Don had detected a-what had he called it?-an empathy link. Somebody named Tyson was searching for him, too. Then there was that blonde haired guy. He didn't say his name, but Percy now got the feeling he knew him. If the Jason guy he mention was the same missing Jason, then he knows where Jason is. Too bad Percy didn't think of asking about that. Finally there was Annabeth, who warned Percy to stay where he was.

He sat up in his bunk. His roommates were running around, getting dressed and brushing their teeth. Dakota was wrapping himself in a long piece of red speckled cloth-a toga. One of the Lares was giving him pointers on where to tuck and fold.

"Breakfast time?" Percy asked hopefully.

Frank's head popped up from the bunk below. He had bags under his eyes like he didn't slept well. "A quick breakfast. Then we've got the senate meeting."

Dakota's head was stuck in his toga. He staggered around like a Kool-AId stained ghost.

"Um," Percy said. "Should I wear my bed sheets?"

Frank snorted. "THat's just for the senators. There are ten of them, elected yearly. You've got to be at camp five years to qualify."

"So how come we're invited to the meeting?"

"Because... you know, the quest." Frank sounded worried, like he was afraid Percy would back out. We have to be in the discussion. You, me, Hazel, and Yugito. I mean, if you're willing..."

Frank probably didn't mean to guilt him, but Percy's heart felt like taffy. He had sympathy for Frank. Getting claimed by the war god in front of the whole camp-what a nightmare. Plus, how could Percy said no to that big pouty baby face? Frank had been given a huge task that would most likely get him killed. He was scared. He needed Percy's help.

And the four of them made a good team last night. Percy knew he and Yugito can work together from their trip from the Wolf house. Hazel and Frank were solid dependable people. They'd accepted Percy like family as did Yugito-in her own way. Still, he didn't like the idea of this quest, especially since it came from Mars, and especially after his dreams.

"I, um... I'd better get ready..." He climbed out of bed and got dressed. The whole time, he thought about Annabeth. Help was on the way. He could have his old life back. All he had to do was stay put.

At breakfast, Percy was conscious of everyone looking at him and Yugito. They were whispering about the previous night:

"Two gods in one day..."

"Un-Roman fighting..."

"Water cannon up my nose..."

He was too hungry to care. He filled up on pancakes, eggs, bacon, waffles, apples and several glasses of orange juice. He probably would have eaten more, but Reyna announced that the senate would now convene in the city, and all the folks in togas got up to leave.

"Here we go," Hazel fidgeted with a stone that looked like a two-carat ruby.

The ghost Vitellius appeared next to them in a purple shimmer. "Bona fortuna, you four! Ah, senate meetings. I remember the one when Caesar was assassinated. Why, the amount of blood on his toga-"

"Thanks, Vitellius," Frank interrupted. "We should get going."

Reyna and Octavian led the procession of senators out of camp, with Reyna's metal greyhounds dashing back and forth along the road. Hazel, Frank, Percy and Yugito trailed behind. Percy noticed Nico di Angelo in the group, wearing a black toga and talking with Gwen, who looked a little pale but surprisingly good considering she'd been dead the night before. Nico waved at Percy, then went back to his conversation, leaving Percy more sure than ever that Hazel's brother was trying to avoid him.

Dakota stumbled along in his red speckled robe. A lot of other senators seemed to be having trouble with their togas, too-hiking their hems, trying to keep the cloth from slipping off their shoulders. Percy was glad he was wearing a regular purple T-shirt and jeans.

"How could Romans move, in those things?" he wondered.

"They were just for formal occasions," Hazel said. "Like tuxedos. I bet the ancient Romans hated togas as much as we do. By the way, you didn't bring any weapons, did you?"

Percy's hand went to his pocket, where his pen always stayed. "Why? Are we not supposed to?"

"The way Hazel told me, no weapons allowed inside the Pomerian Line," Yugito said.

Percy noticed that Yugito wasn't wearing her headband today, nor did she had her pouch of weapons on her belt. He felt kinda stupid for not noticing it earlier.

"The what line?" Percy asked.

"Pomerian," Frank said. "The city limits. Inside is a sacred 'safe zone.' Legions can't march through. No weapons allowed. That's so senate meetings don't get bloody."

"Like the assassination of Julius Caesar?" Yugito asked.

Frank nodded. "Don't worry. Nothing like that happened in months."

Percy hoped Frank was kidding.

As they got closer to the city, Percy could appreciate how beautiful it was. The tiled roofs and gold domes gleamed in the sun. Gardens bloomed with honeysuckle and roses. The central plaza was paved in white and gray stone, decorated with statues, fountains, and gilded columns. In the surrounding neighborhoods, cobblestone streets were lined with freshly painted town houses, shops, cafes, and parks. In the distance rose the coliseum and the horse racing arena.

Percy didn't noticed they'd reached the city limits until the senators in front of him started slowing down.

On the side of the road stood a white marble statue-a life-size muscular man with curly hair, no arms, and an irritated expression. Maybe he looked mad because he'd been carved only from the waist up. Below that, he was just a big block of marble.

"Single file, please!" the statue siad. "Have your IDs ready."

Percy looked to his left and right. He hadn't noticed before, but a line of identical statues ringed the city at intervals of about a hundred yards.

The senators passed through easily. The statue checked the tattoos on their forearms and called each senator by name. "Gwendolyn, senator, Fifth Cohort, yes. Nico di Angelo, ambassador of Pluto-I see you didn't bring your pet hellhound this time. Good. We don't need that animal making a mess at my base again"

"Again?" Percy asked.

"First time Hiruzen been to the city limits, he had to go to the bathroom and when Nico and I wasn't looking, he marked the base," Hazel said with a giggle. "Ever since then, Hiruzen been banned anywhere near any of the statues unless we can confirm he already done his business."

"Reyna, praetor, of course. Hank, senator, Third Cohort-oh, nice shoes, Hank! Ah, who have we here?"

Hazel, Frank, Percy, and Yugito were the last ones.

"Terminus," Hazel said, "this Percy Jackson and Yugito Nii. Percy and Yugito, this is Terminus, the god of boundaries."

"New, eh?" said the god. "Yes, probatio tablets. Fine. Ah, weapon in your pocket? Take it out! Take it out!"

Percy didn't know how Terminus could tell, but he took out his pen.

"Quite dangerous," Terminus said. "Leave it in the tray. Wait, where's my assistant? Julia!"

A little girl about six years old peeked out from behind the base of the statue. She had pigtails, a pink dress, and an impish grin with two missing teeth.

"Julia?" Terminus glanced behind him, and Julia scurried in the other direction. "Where did that girl go?"

Terminus looked the other way and caught sight of Julia before she could hide. The little squealed with delight.

"Oh, there you are," said the statue. "Front and center. Bring the tray."

Julia scrambled out and brushed off her dress. She picked up a tray and present it to Percy. On it were several paring knives, a corkscrew, an oversized container of sun lotion, and water bottle.

"How is sun lotion and a water bottle a dangerous weapon?" Yugito asked.

"They're normally not, but if Terminus catches you using it to attack or used against others, even if it's bullying or practical jokes, he'll have it removed from your possession until you leave the city limits," Hazel explained.

"You can pick up your weapon on the way out," Terminus said. "Julia will take good care of it. She's a trained professional."

The little girl nodded. "Pro-fess-ion-al." She said each syllable carefully, like she'd been practicing.

Percy glanced at Hazel and Frank, who didn't seem to find anything odd about this. Still, he wasn't wild about handing over a deadly weapon to a kid.

"Just do it, Percy," Yugito told him. "I doubt Terminus would let this girl uncap your sword if he didn't think she could handle it. Right?"

"Of course! I'm not irresponsible. I take good care of my assistants and had been for centuries, including Julia's family since they first came to camp."

"The thing is," Percy said, "the pen returns to my pocket automatically, so even if I give it up-"

"Not to worry," Terminus assured him. "We'll make sure it doesn't wander off. Won't we, Julia?"

"Yes, Mr. Terminus."

Reluctantly, Percy put his pen on the tray.

"Now, a few rules, since you two are new," Terminus told Percy and Yugito. "You are entering the boundaries of the city proper. Keep the peace inside the line. Yield to chariot traffic while walking on public roads. If you use anything on you to harm others, no matter what reason you have, it will be confiscated. When you get to the Senate House, sit on the left-hand side. And, down there-do you see where I'm pointing?"

"Um," Percy said, "you don't have any hands."

Apparently this was a sore point for Terminus. His marble face turned a dark shade of gray. "A smart aleck, eh? Well, Mr. Rule Flouter, right down there in the forum-point for me, please-"

Julia dutifully set down the security tray and pointed toward the main plaza.

"The shop with the blue awning," Terminus continued, "that's the general store. They sell tape measures. Buy one! I want those pants exactly one inch above the ankle from both of you, and that hair regulation cut boy. And tuck in your shirt."

Hazel said, "Thank you, Terminus. We need to get going."

"Fine, fine, you may pass," the god said testily. "But stay on the right side of the road! And that rock right there-No, Hazel, look where I'm pointing. That rock is entirely too close to that tree. Move it two inches to the left."

Hazel did what she was told, and they continued down the path, Terminus still shouting orders at them while Julia did cartwheels across the grass.

"Is he always like that?" Percy asked.

"No," Hazel admitted. "Today he was laid back. Usually he's more obsessive/compulsive."

"He inhabits every boundary stone around the city," Frank said. "Kind of our last line of defense if the city is attacked."

"Terminus isn't so bad," Hazel added. "Just don't make him angry, or he'll force you to measure every blade of grass in the valley."

Percy and Yugito took mental note.

"What about the kid? Julia?" Yugito asked.

Hazel grinned. "Yeah, she's a cutie. She's a legacy of Mercury. Her parents live in the city. Come on. We'd better catch up to the senators."

As they approached the forum, Percy was struck by the sheer number of people. College-age kids were hanging out at the fountain. Several of them waved at the senators as they passed. One guy in his late twenties stood at a bakery counter, flirting with a young woman who was buying coffee. An older couple was watching a little boy in diapers and a miniature Camp Jupiter shirt toddle after seagulls. Merchants were opening their shops for the day, putting out signs in Latín that advertised pottery, jewelry, and half-price tickets for the Hippodrome.

"All these people are demigods?" Percy asked.

"Or descended from demigods," Hazel said. "Like I told you, it's a good place to go to college or raise a family without worrying about monster attacks every day. Maybe two, three hundred people live here? The veterans act as, like, advisers and reserve forces as needed, but mostly they're just citizens living their lives."

Percy imagined what that would be like: getting an apartment in this tiny replica of Rome, protected by the legion and Terminus the OCD border god. He imagined holding hands with Annabeth at the café. Maybe when they were older, watching their own kid chase seagulls across the forum...

He shook the idea out of his head. He couldn't afford to indulge in that kind of thinking. Most of his memories were gone, but he knew this place wasn't his home. He belonged somewhere else, with his other friends.

Besides, Camp Jupiter was in danger. If Juno was right, an attack was coming in less than five days. Percy imagined that sleeping woman's face-the face of Gaea-forming in the hills above camp. He imagined hordes of monsters descending into this valley.

If you don't succeed, Mars had warned, there won't be any camp left to return to. Rome will be overrun, its legacy lost forever.

He thought about the little girl, Julia, the families with kids, his new friends in the Fifth Cohort, even those silly fauns. He didn't want to picture what might happen to them if this place was destroyed.

The senators made their way to a big white-domed building on the west end of the forum. Percy paused at the doorway, trying not to think about Julius Caesar getting slashed to death at a senate meeting. Then he took a deep breath and followed Hazel, Frank, and Yugito inside.

A/N: I made Julia legacy of Mercury since she's the only demigod/legacy of unknown divine heritage in Camp Jupiter who has a trait that can be linked to one of the gods: Impish smile. Besides Leo, in Camp Half-Blood Children of Hermes-the greek form of Mercury-had that kind of trait, so I went by that. I also added onto Terminus rules about confiscating anything that is used to harm others to explain why a bottle of Sun lotion and water bottle was in the security tray. Anyone that seen the Friday the 13th Franchise-specifically part IV-probably don't need to ask how a corkscrew can be a weapon, but for those who never seen it, you can harm someone with it.