They everyone, How are you all doing?
Finals is almost over with and with it a time where I can work on and update all my stories for you all.
To the guest that asked me why other crossovers are coming in I Would like to clarify something. Miia is a monster and there isn't much of a crossover other then she is a from another manga. The twins are from another manga as well but I changed them for this story. There is little over lap to be upset about. The story is going to stay within the series of Percy Jackson. Konoha is more of a side story and will have little interaction with naruto for a long time. NARUKO on the other hand has an important role to play and will become a key player in the story if all goes well.
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Enjoy chapter 22 guys and gals.
Ares sharpened his sword as he watched as his daughter save her fellow campers with a scowl. He had to admit that the sea spawn did a great job at damaging the cruise ship with his explosives several days ago, but the god wasn't going to say so out loud. His uncle sat nearby as he waited for Hephaestus to finish with an order he had asked to be done for his wife.
"So your brat nearly sunk that vessel." Ares commented to his uncle. "I still don't see why the old man wouldn't let you sink it anyway."
Poseidon shrugged his shoulders. "My brother isn't the best at looking at the long term effects of his actions Ares. Besides, can you can imagine his reaction of a ship sinking full of demigods that have and I quote, 'Only lost their way.' Or how about, 'They are only being irrational.' Sometimes I wonder if it just him slowly turning into a more American god of lighting or just his more annoying root self."
"At least you can say you had nothing to do with it." Poseidon could not answer Ares as it was unnecessary. Both knew that Zeus would summon the god of the sea to see if he had anything to do with the ship. It was times like this that Poseidon wondered if Zeus's issue was that he had no one to grow up with other then those nymphs. While he was safe from their father, Zeus never really understood the bond between his brothers and sisters. Poseidon shuttered as his mind slipped into the memory of slowly being digested and the fear of drowning.
Yes, he was afraid of drowning. Each of the first five gods and goddess were afraid of something that related to their time in the fleshy prison. Athena in his mind was weaker then what she thought she was as she had no idea of what could kill her or make her weak. He knew his weakness and was stronger because of it. At times he hated his domain as he was forced to confront his fear. He let a small uneasy smile cross his face that his nephew didn't see at the irony. It was amusing that none of the Greeks of old didn't know that part of his story. Of why he was so angry and wrathful in the past. Event he Romans didn't even know.
Only Gaia and his giant knew.
'Only a few of my children know of their weakness.' He thought as he watched as his son and Ares daughter squabble on the ship the girl had summoned. 'I hope that you do not know the fear Percus. For once you do, you will never be the same.'
"...ke is going to have to take the ship to a yard to get it sea worthy again. What you say Hep? 'bout a week?"
The god of smiths grunted out a negative and held up two fingers. He and Ares were chatting on the damage done to the ship while their uncle was out of it. As the best engineer that existed Hephaestus could tell the repair time for anything that was in his domain. Ares, as the god of war, also knew some about repair jobs, not that anyone would believe it. Few knew Ares had skills outside of the battle field as they only thought of him as a blood thirst god who was on the council so Zeus and Hera could keep an eye on him. He did admit that he was blood thirty, but he was also a soldier and soldiers don't think about war all the time.
"That so, well at least out residential thief can be satisfied that his son is still kicking. Next time I hope that kid uses something stronger in power. If I didn't hate him so much I would let him take some of my caesium."
"Father would most likely have your head as well as Athena. New York city would be damaged and the mortals would be in a panic. Don't you recall 9/11 at all?"
Ares grinned at the memory of the terror and the beat of the war drums in the nation. "... I could have it blamed on the British, no let it be on the Koreans and we can see- OW!"
Poseidon lifted his trident of the war god's head. "Enough Ares. We don't need another front to open with them rising and don't think I have forgiven you for your actions."
"%&()%$** #*" Cursed the god in Persian as he shook his fist at the master of the sea. When Poseidon lifted his weapon up again Ares cowered down. "... I miss that jerk Verethragna. At least he was fun to fight."
"Don't let Zeus hear that name and especially not the demigods."
"Why? Him and the rest of his kind are all nearly dead by the time Xerxes attacked Greece. Mithra and him asked us to take care of the heretic as last rights before they faded or the latter disappeared. We were once fighters Posiden, not diplomats. Once we and the rest of our kind fought and allied ourselves throughout the ages and now look at us all. We barely have any power compared to the ages bygone and we must break bread with those we once would never do so. I am tired of this need for humanity to grow with peace." Ares spitted out the word peace like it was venom or a curse. "Growth though pain and struggle... conflict and war. It is the force of history itself and the mortals think that they can just lay down their arms and go all similes and niceties? The weak die, the strong are made even stronger and evolution is served."
Hephaestus snorted and felt the glare his brother sent him. "Your just upset that the only wars to be fought are border conflicts, civil wars and the war on terror. Humanity has earned a chance to try and find another way instead of the whole lets destroy our enemies routine. Isn't the reason soldiers fight the fight; to end the fight and to go home to their families? I may not be a solider or one for family but I make the weapons that are used to tear families apart Ares. Each death by a machine or a forgers hand is one that I have helped in killing. And I for one and tired of humanity trying to kill each other. That International space station and other such projects stand as monuments to what can happen if the mortals worked together. If not for your influence in a few years to only two decades they should be able to fly between the stars."
Ares spat on the ground. "I know their kind and that will never happen. Even if I helped them to put aside their differences, war will still happen. Either as a new world war or war with some far off people we never heard of."
"Aliens do not exist Ares." Posiden pointed out as he wondered how his son's brother was doing. Ares sneered at his uncle as his brother tossed his his keys.
"I better not see your bike in my shop for the next decade Ares."
"Whatever daffy. Latter old man fish." Ares taunted as he roared out on his repaired bike as the song 'Highway to hell' blared from his speakers.
The two gods rolled their eyes as the god of war left. Glancing at each other, Posiden shrugged his shoulders and followed his fellow nephew inside. After dealing with Ares, Posiden was feeling the need to do some forging to cool off. Summoning his favorite hammer he went to work banging away at the metal with Hephaestus tending the flames.
Tossing mountains or causing tidal waves would ruin his date night after all... And he really wanted to get laid tonight.
Naruto's eyes flickered open as he awoke once more. It felt like they were made of lead but he was able to slowly open them to reveal that he was on a fur covered cot in a tent. A single candle lit the space and his eyes flickered in terror as he waited for the other shoe to drop. After waking up from a nightmare or being eaten by timber wolves he wasn't sure if he was alive or in Hades domain for being in the hunters camp. He felt weak and was happy to find all his parts after checking. He hear sounds of several girls outside the tent's entrance and his belly rumbled slightly at the smell of cooked meat. Wiping the drool from his mouth he swung his legs to the side of the cot.
As stealthy as he could he creeped to the tent's entrance flap and peered though the opening. He spotted several girls that he identified as hunters around a spit with deer cooking. He watched as one of the girls spliced a piece off and toss it to one of the other girls who caught it by stabbing it with a dagger. The mood around the fire was one of family and acceptance, of being a part of something greater then oneself and propose. A part of him was envious or jealous of the hunters as they had a feeling that the camp seemed to lack. yes, the campers were family, but this felt more than just a family bond. To Naruto, it was as if the girls had shown some of their darkest secrets and pains with each other and shared that pain together.
The campers never really accepted him. After the events of the quest, he was more of the camp's outcast then a camper. Percy never noticed as none of the campers wanted to get on the bad side of the boy who saved the world, but him? He was a target for many in the camp when his brother's back was turned. The girls were jealous of his looks as they made them look plain at times while the boys and satyrs hated him for being on good terms with many of the nymphs and demigoddesses. He recalled the beatings he would get during the games from several of the campers and the healing so that Chiron wouldn't find out. They never went to far and his adopted cousin's training sessions hurt worse, but it hurt worse knowing it was family doing it.
He felt something seed itself in him as he watched them in the depths of his soul. A seed, he didn't know, could one day become the undoing of the gods... Or the making of the greatest hero in many ages.
He clenched his hands together as he went back to the cot. Lying his head on the pillow he nodded off, not noticing he was being watched by the immortals of the huntress herself. But they had decades to thousands of years to practice the art of hiding. The hunters were well aware of him watching them eat and go back to bed, as it did not affect them. Zoe's eyes watched the tent's flap with hidden interest as she was the first to notice that the boy had untapped potential in the art of the hunt as a predator. He clearly wasn't as good as the hunters, but with training, he could become a great hunter that would be the terror of many beasts and monsters.
She fought back her distaste of the boy's gender as she took a bite of some of the meat. Diana would deal with him once she returned from her trip. Artemis and Dianna had an interesting relationship with each other. Both agreed with each other on many related shared aspects and had a deal to flee to the island where they were born to make sure that they didn't fall into the insanity that plagued their family. Both agreed to take care of their hunters with respect and the hunters in turn were respectful of both sides of their goddess.
Currently, Artemis was resting as her roman side took control. The deal was simple as Artemis would hunt so many monsters in a given time and then switch with Dianna until she was done with her own hunt. Then they would switch again. Sometimes the two sides would work as one to hunt a monster or prey that was knew to them as they did once the new world was discovered and they wanted to check it out before the hunt followed them. Or they would take over when dealing with demigods on one side or the other on the occasion.
Zoe knew that Dianna interest in the boy stemmed from her counter part's interest. The huntress, once she had something that interest her as a new hunt or otherwise, would chase it to see if it was worthy prey, worthy of her eyes or not. Zoe let a small grin cross her lips as she recalled Hermes using a laser pointer for the first time and the goddess went after the red light until she heard her brother laughing.
There was a reason dogs hunted mailmen in America after all.
The boy was an interest for all the gods as he was not a normal demigod. As the son of the Queen goddesses, he was heir to powers that spanned the domains of multiple immortals. Considering that his 'mothers' were at a lost to why he was created, the fates were oddly quite when asked about him, Zoe was interested slightly as what he would become.
A flash of white came from the edge of the came and Dianna strolled in. Unlike her counter part who wore a tunic of silver as she did for countless years, Dianna wore something more like a commando would wear in the military. Her hair was wrapped in a bun with two hunter daggers being used as pins. Her face was set in a look of boredom, but if one looked more carefully they would see that her eyes flickered to scan the area every few seconds. Her foot falls made little sound, but one could tell that it was formality of being with her hunters to let them know she was there. Otherwise one would not hear her move though the dry grass.
The hunt's noise lowered considerably as they watched their mistress walk towards them. Zoe knew that something must have happened as her lady was clearing her hands with a rag. With a shiver, she realized it was the T-shirt of a Camp Jupiter camper and she was cleaning the blood from her hands. The nymph shivered more as she recalled that Dianna only did something like that if she gave her target a chance to live by avoiding her for three days. One day was with out powers and weapons. The seconds was with a knife and the last was with her bow. This was the chance she gave roman demigods to live if they avoided her if they failed in her eyes. A near impossible chance to live. Monster's would not go near demigod when they were marked as prey by the goddess as they would become her target and the demigod would only be raised to finish her hunt.
"She thought that she could get away from me to avoid punishment. A pity that she lasted only till the sun began to set." Dianna commented as she threw the now bloody garment into the fire. Facing towards the tent she glanced at her right hand girl. "So that's him? I would have thought that Juno's counterpart would have had him struck him down, if not her then her husband."
"He is the child of two other goddesses my lady. Perhaps she didn't want to offend them?"
"Perhaps. I sense that he is more then what he appears and I can sense why Artemis is interested." Sitting down the goddess took some stew for herself. "He has a heart more pure then any male child I have sense in too long. Venus must be gritting her teeth having to wait to sink her claws on him. Given the chance she would force him to fall in love and have his heart broken like so may of her play things."
Zoe blinked at the words her lady spoke of. A shiver of excitement went though the hunters of a new pure heart boy being found. The few that they found and kept their hearts pure were always spoken of to newer hunters as they became men of great allies to women everywhere. The last few were however found by the filthy goddess of love and they were forced to watch as those boys become love filled and broken hearted beings that learned to hate the opposite genders for their pain.
"What is his name?"
"Naruto, my lady."
In the tent Naruto turned in his sleep, unaware was what was going to happen once he woke with the dawn. But for once in many days he slept with a smile on his face as he listened to the soft humming of the goddess of the hunt as she sung her hunters asleep.
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