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.

I started it 'Reading of the Legacy of Athena and Hermes: The Lightning Thief as part of my youtube channel of me reading fanfictions and actual books. I can't send the link because of course fanfiction site won't let me, but just look it up under my name Ashleigh Stratmann.

Percy Gambles Against Phineas

To Percy's relief, Yugito agreed Percy was the one that should gamble against Phineas. He got something to gain from drinking gorgon's blood.

The old man was right where they left him, in the middle of the food truck parking lot. He wat on his picnic bench with his bunny slippers propped up, eating a plate of greasy shish kebab. His weed whacker was at his side. His bathrobe was smeared with barbecue sauce.

"Welcome back!" he called cheerfully. "I hear the flutter of nervous little wings. You've brought me my harpy?"

"She's here," Percy said. "But she's not yours."

Phineas sucked the grease off his fingers. His milky eyes seemed fixed on a point just above Percy's head. "I see... Well, actually, I'm blind, so-"

"We get it! You're blind. You're being figurative," Yugito complained.

Phineas ignored her. "Have you come to kill me, then? If so, good luck completing your quest."

"I've come to gamble," Percy said.

The old man's mouth twitched. He put down his shishkebab and leaned toward Percy. "A gamble... how interesting. Information in exchange for the harpy? Winner take all?"

"No," Percy said. "The harpy isn't part of the deal."

Phineas laughed. "Really? Perhaps you don't understand her value."

"She's a person," Percy said. "She isn't for sale."

"Oh, please. You're from the Roman camp, aren't you? Rome was built on slavery. Don't get all high and mighty with me. Besides, she isn't even human. She's a monster. A wind spirit. A minion of Jupiter."

Ella squawked. Just getting her into the parking lot had been a major challenge, but now she started backing away, muttering. "'Jupiter. Hydrogen and helium. Sixty-three satellites.' No minions. Nope."

Hazel put her arm around Ella's wings since Yugito was acting as Percy's backup. At first it seemed Yugito was the only one who could touch Ella without causing lots of screaming and twitching, but Yugito reassure Ella Hazel was a good person and wouldn't hurt her either.

Frank and Yugito stayed at bot of Percy's sides. Frank had his bow and arrow ready and Yugito grew out her nails into claws as if the old man might charge them.

Percy brought out the ceramic vials. "I have a different wager. We've got two flask of gorgon's blood. One kills. One heals. They look exactly the same. Even we don't know which is which. If you choose the right one, it could cure your blindness."

Phineas held out his hands eagerly. "Let me feel them. Let me smell them."

"Not so fast," Percy said. "First you agree to the terms."

"Term...s" Phineas was breathing shallowly. Percy could tell he was hungry to take the offer. "Prophecy and sight... I'd be unstoppable. I could own this city. I'd build my palace here, surrounded by food trucks. I could capture that harpy myself."

"N-noo," Ella said nervously. "Nope, nope, nope."

A villainous laugh is hard to pull off when you're wearing pink bunny slippers, but Phineas gave it his best shot. "Very well, demigod. What are your terms!"

"You get to choose a vial," Percy said. "No uncorking, no sniffing before you decide."

"That's not fair! I'm blind!"

"And I don't have your sense of smell," Percy countered. You can hold the vials. And I'll swear on the RIver Styx that they look identical. They're exactly what I told you: gorgon's blood, one vial from the left side of the monster, one from the right. And I swear that none of us knows which is which."

Percy looked back at Hazel. "Uh, you're our Underworld expert. With all this weird stuff going on with death, is an oath on the River Styx still binding."

"Yes," she said, without hesitation. "To break such a view... Well, just don't do it. There are worse things than death." Phineas stroked his beard. "So I choose which vial to drink. You have to drink the other one. We swear to drink at the same time."

"Right," Percy said.

"The loser dies, obviously," Phineas said. "That kind of poison would probably keep even me from coming back to life... for a long time, at least. My essence would be scattered and degraded. So I'm risking quite a lot."

"But if you win, you get everything," Percy said. "If I die my friends will swear to leave you in peace and not take revenge. You'd have your sight back, which even Gaea won't give you."

The old man's expression soured. Percy could tell he'd struck a nerve. Phineas wanted to see. As much as Gaea given him, he resented being kept in the dark.

"If I lose," the old man said, "I'll be dead, unable to give you information. How does that help you?"

Percy was glad he'd talked this through with his friends ahead of time. Frank had suggested the answer.

"You write down the location of Alcyoneus' lair ahead of time," Percy said. "Keep it to yourself, but swear on the River Styx it's specific and accurate. And since my friends will swear not to have revenge if you win, if we win the harpies will be released from their curse."

"Those are high stakes," Phineas grumbled.. "You face death, Percy Jackson. WOuldn't it be simpler just to hand over the harpy?"

"Not an option," Yugito growled.

Phineas smiled slowly. "So you are starting to understand her worth. Once I have my sight, I'll capture her myself, you know. Whoever controls that harpy... well, I was a king once. This gamble could make me a king again."

"You're getting ahead of yourself," Percy said. "Do we have a deal?"

Phineas tapped his nose thoughtfully. "I can't foresee the outcome. Annoying how that works. A completely unexpected gamble... it makes the future cloudy. But I can tell you this, Percy Jackson-a bit of free advice if you survive today, you're not going to like your future. A big sacrifice is coming, and you won't have the courage to make it. That will cost you dearly. It will cost the world dearly. It might be easier if you just choose the poison."

Percy's mouth tasted like Iris' sour green tea. He wanted to think the old man was just psyching him out. He remembered Juno's warning when he'd chosen to go to Camp Jupiter. You'll go through a lot worse than anything you have fore, but less than what you do if you keep that mark and guard me. Most importantly you might have a chance to save your old friends and family.

From what Juno said Phineas' prediction might or might not come true.

In the trees around the parking lot, the harpies gathered to watch as if they sensed what was at stake. Frank Hazel and Yugito studied Percy's face with concern. He'd assured them the odds weren't as bad as fifty-fifty. He did have a plan. Of course, the plan could backfire. His chance of survival might be a hundred percent-or zero. He hadn't mentioned that.

"Do we have a deal?" Percy asked again.

Phineas grinned. "I swear on the River Styx to abide by the terms, just as you have described them. Frank Zhang, you're the descendant of an argonaut. I trust your word. If I win, do you and your friends Hazel and Yugito swear to leave me in peace and not seek revenge?"

Frank's hands were clenched so tight Percy thought he might break his bow, but he managed to grumble, "I swear it on the River Styx."

"I also swear," Hazel said.

"Same here," Yugito finished.

"Swear," Ella muttered. "Swear not by the moon, the inconstant moon."

Phineas laughed. "In that case, find me something to write with. Let's get started."

...

Fortunately Yugito keeps scrolls on her for ninja purposes and Frank got a pen from a food truck vendor. Phineas scribbled something on the scroll and put it in his bathrobe pocket. "I swear this is the location of Alcyoneus' lair. Not that you'll live long enough to read it."

Percy drew his sword and swept all the food off the picnic table. Phineas sat on one side. Percy sat on the other.

Phineas held out his hands. "Let me feel the vials."

Percy gazed at the hills in the distance. He imagined the shadowy face of a sleeping woman. He sent his thoughts into the ground beneath him and hoped the goddess was listening.

Okay, Gara, he said, I'm calling your bluff. You say I'm a valuable pawn. You say you've got plans for me, and you're going to spare me until I make it north. Who's more valuable to you-me, or this old man? Because one of us is about to die.

Phineas curled his fingers in a grasping motion. "Losing your nerve. Percy Jackson? Let me have them."

Percy passed him the vials.

The old man compared their weight. He ran his fingers along the ceramic surfaces. Then he set them both on the table and rested one hand lightly on each. A tremor passed through the ground-a mild earthquake, just strong to make Percy's teeth chatter. Ella clawed nervously.

The vial on the left seemed to shake slightly more than the one on the right.

Phineas grinned wickedly. He closed his fingers around the left hand vial. "You were a foul, Percy Jackson. I choose this one. Now we drink."

Percy took the vial on the right. His teeth were chattering.

The old man raised his vial. "A toast to the sons of Neptune."

They both uncorked their vials and drank.

Immediately, Percy doubled over, his throat burning. His mouth tasted like gasoline.

"Oh, gods," Hazel said behind him.

"Nope!" Ella said. "Nope, nope, nope."

Percy's vision blurred. He could see Phineas grinning in triumph, sitting up straighter, blinking his eyes in anticipation.

"Yes!" he cried. "Any moment now, my sight will return!"

Percy had chosen wrong. He'd been stupid to take such a risk. He felt like broken glass was working its way through his stomach, into his intestines. He gasped for breath... and suddenly his vision cleared.

At the same moment Phineas hunched over like he'd been punched.

"You-you can't!" the old man wailed. "Gaea, you-you-"

He staggered to his feet and stumbled away from the table, clutching his stomach. "I'm too valuable!"

Steam came out of his mouth. A sickly yellow vapor rose from his ear, his beard, his blind eyes.

"Unfair!" he screamed. "You tricked me!"

He tried to claw the scroll out of his robe pocket, but his hands crumbled, his fingers turning to sand.

Percy rose unsteadily. He didn't feel cured of anything in particular. His memory hadn't magically returned, but he remembered what that Naruto guy said in the first dream vision: "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."

Now Percy found himself believing Naruto, and that memories will return.

"No one tricked you," Percy said no longer feeling pain. "You made your choice freely, and I hold you to your oath." The blind king wailed in agony. He turned in a circle, steaming and slowly disintegrating until there was nothing left but an old, stained bathrobe and a pair of bunny slippers.

"Those," Frank said, "are the most disgusting spoils of war ever."

A woman's voice spoke in Percy's mind. A gamble, Percy Jackson. It was a sleepy whisper, just a hint of grudging admiration. You forced me to chose, and you are more important to my plans than the old seer. But do not press your luck. When your death comes, I promise it will be much more painful than gorgon's blood.

Hazel looked at Percy in awe. "That was either the bravest thing I've ever seen, or the stupidest."

Frank shook his head in disbelief. "Percy, how did you know/ YOu were so confident he's choose the poison."

"Gaea," Percy said. "She wants me to make it Alaska. She thinks-I'm not sure. She thinks she can use me as part of her plan. She influence Phineas to chose the wrong vial."

Frank stared in horror at the remains of the old man. "She would kill her own servant rather than you. That's ywhat you were betting on?"

"Not the craziest thing I ever heard," Yugito said as she started searching through the robes casually as if she'd search through worse.

"Plans," Ella muttered. "Plans and plots. Lady in the ground. Big plans for Percy. Food for Ella.

Percy took out the macrobiotic jerky Iris gave him. Ella squealed with joy and started eating while half singing/half muttering, "Nope, nope, nope. Phineas, nope. Food and word for Ella, yep.

Yugito found what she was looking for and took out the scroll and opened it. She read it and sighed. "Do you know where to find this place?"

Hazel took the scroll and looked. "Hubbard Glacier. I know where that is," she said. "It's pretty famous. But we've got a long way to go."

"Good!" Yugito turned to the trees. "You're free to eat whatever you're pleased now! Just like Ella you're no longer tied to Phineas!"

The harpies squealed with excitement and flew at the nearest food truck, diving through the service windows and raiding the kitchens. Cooks shouted in many languages. Trucks shook back and forth. Feathers and food boxes flew everywhere.

"At least they didn't try to attack Ella," Yugito said with a sweatdrop.

"We'd better get back to the boat," Percy said. "We're running out of time."

A/N: In honor of Frank Zhang's Chinese heritage, Happy Chinese New Years!