Hello and welcome to the next chapter, this is where I am starting to write my own ideas, so please enjoy it.
Naruto finds himself in the black room with few lamps lights, red furniture's and a jazz music that is playing in background
In front of him is standing a girl, sitting in the chair. She has shoulder length spiky black hair, and blue eyes, with freckles under her eyes, mostly on the left, and she is wearing some a black strapless dress the bottom with white lace. To him she looked beautiful "Hello there, who are you and where are we, the last thing I remember sleeping against the tree."
The girl stood up "My name is Thalia, and you are in the tree."
Naruto was thinking how he got inside the tree "How did I get here?"
"Your guess is as good as mine." Thalia shrugged. "So you now know me who are you?"
"Oh! My name is Naruto Uzumaki and apparently I'm a full blood god." Naruto replied, calming down and walking up to shake hand with her.
"Nice to meet you Naruto," Thalia said with a smile hold out her hand.
He smiled as he took it in his and shook it, Naruto said, "I take it you are a half blood. So, whose kid are you?"
Thalia got a deadpanned look and said, "Zeus. You?"
The blond raised an eyebrow but didn't know why she did seem to like that. "Not a clue, same for Percy. He arrived here with me and a satyr named Grover."
"GROVER!"
"Yeah, you've heard of him?" Naruto said as he back up from her outburst.
"He was the Satyr who found me, Annabeth, and Luke. How are they by the way?"
"Hmm…well Grover is always trying to protect me and is trying his best to help us with every help he can. He and Percy are best friends. Annabeth is a nice person from what I have seen and I have not even seen this Luke guy yet." Naruto replied with a shrug. "How long have you been here anyway?"
"I think more than 5 years."
Naruto thought it was hard to be stuck in limbo for 5 years alone with no company. "So what is your story?"
She told him about her journey with Luck, Annabeth. How they were found by a satyr named Grover Underwood who tried to get them to Camp Half-Blood. Together, they traveled to Camp Half-Blood but chased by monsters from the Underworld. Once they reached camp, a hoard of monsters attacked and she sacrificed her life on Half-Blood Hill to protect Annabeth, Luke, and Grover. To prevent her soul from going to Hades, Zeus turned her into a pine tree.
Naruto understood how brave it was for her to act "You are very brave, to protect your friends is very important and if you protect them, then you gain strength because of your resolve for your friends."
Naruto thought that it may be possible for Thalia to change her limbo, like to change mindscape within own mind. "Thalia, I think you can change the limbo you are residing in. All you need to do is to think hard of what you want and it will happen. Same thing is used in my world, where certain people can access their own mindscape and change it."
Thalia took his advice and started thinking of different color furniture, then after few seconds of thinking the blue cushion chair has appeared. Thalia started thanking Naruto for helping her change the limbo "Thank you Naruto, I can at least change things around here."
Naruto nodded and felt himself waking up "Well, see ya later Thalia"
Thalia understood "Okay, then see ya later too"
Naruto reassured her that he will visit her later "Don't worry, I promise you that I will see you later."
Thalia replied "I hold you to that"
(Scene change)
Back in the normal world, Naruto could see that it was morning. 'Didn't think I was in there for that long.'
Getting up, headed back to the big house to see Grover, Annabeth, and Chiron there around a table with two other people he had not met yet. "Yo!" They turned their heads and saw him.
"Well, I thought you disappeared." Chiron said, fully turning around.
"Oh, I just fell asleep against Thalia's Tree." Naruto replied.
"Really? I don't remember telling you the name of the tree." Annabeth stated.
Naruto smirked and said, "I heard it from some camper's yesterday" 'I am not sure if they would believe me.'
"Anyway, I would like you to meet these two." Chiron said. Naruto took a look at them both. One had a surfer's build and had a lot of eyes all over his body. The other one was an old fat man. "These two are Argus and Mr. D in that order."
Naruto just nodded because Mr. D looked very tired, or was it bored? "Well I guess I must say it. Welcome to Camp Half-Blood."
"Nice to be here." Naruto smiled and it was infectious because the man smiled….though it was considered a smirk. Thinking back to all the Mythology he had read he knew a lot or remember a lot of people that started with a D. So that brought out the thing he was about to say. "Hmm Mr. D, I don't know a lot of Greek History but there is one guy whose name would fit with you, but names are powerful here so I will just say that you are the Wine God."
"Well, you are a smart boy. You are correct." Mr. D replied, gaining some small respect for the blond.
"I think back in my world, lady Tsunade will like you very much. She loves to drink all the time on the job."
Mr.D was surprised by the word 'back in my world' until Chiron said "He is from that world"
Mr. D surprised at this. "You are from Element-Nation," He said to Naruto. "Well, I can honestly say that I have never been to your world. But I have heard about it from the other Gods."
"What is Element Nation?" Annabeth asked.
"Element Nation is another world, or you could say that, it is another dimension. It is a dangerous place. Naruto is from that world," Chiron said. He told them about Ninja, Shinobi, Chakra and some other detail.
"Wow, I never know that kind world exist," Grover said and Annabeth nodded.
"How are you Grover" Naruto said.
"Better, but it still sucks that I was of no use."
"I am sure you will get another chance at that in the future." Naruto replied with a smile.
(Scene change)
"Uh" Percy groaned as he wakes up to see him sitting in the chair on the porch, gazing across the meadows at the green hills in the distance. He smelt strawberries in the air, and smell of the lake.
He felt pain like none of any pains he ever felt 'Where am I? My tongue feels dry and nasty and every teeth in my mouth hurt.'
He noticed on the table next to him was a tall drink. It looked like iced apple juice, with a green straw and a paper parasol stuck through a maraschino cherry. He reached for it with shaky hands, and almost dropped it once he had lifted it off the table.
"Careful," a familiar voice said. He saw Grover was leaning against the porch railing. Under one arm, he cradled a shoe box. He was wearing blue jeans, Converse hi-tops and a bright orange T-shirt that said CAMP HALF-BLOOD.
"You saved my life," Grover said. "I... Well, the least I could do ... I went back to the hill. I thought you might want this." He placed the shoe box in Percy's lap. Inside was a black-and-white bull's horn, the base jagged from being broken off, the tip splattered with dried blood.
'It wasn't a nightmare,' Percy thought.
"The Minotaur," he said.
"Urn, Percy, it isn't a good idea—"
"That's what they call him in the Greek myths, isn't it?" Percy demanded. "The Minotaur —half man, half bull."
Grover shifted uncomfortably and asked, "You've been out for two days. How much do you remember?"
"My mom— is she really ..."
Grover looked down. "I'm sorry." He sniffled. "I'm a failure. I'm—I'm the worst satyr in the world."
Percy said, "It wasn't your fault."
"Yes, it was. I was supposed to protect you."
"Did my mother ask you to protect me?"
"No. But that's my job. I'm a keeper. At least... I was."
"But why ..." Percy suddenly felt dizzy, his vision swimming.
"Don't strain yourself," Grover said. "Here" He helped Percy hold the glass and put the straw to his lips.
Percy nodded reluctantly and began to sip of the drink. He recoiled at the taste, it was his moms homemade blue chocolate-chip cookies, turned to liquid form. He didn't realize that he had kept drinking it until it was gone. He looked into the glass sure that he had just had a warm drink to see that the ice cubes hadn't even melted.
"How do you feel, Percy?" Grover asked.
Percy said, "Like I could throw Nancy Bobofit a hundred yards."
"That's good," Grover said. "That's good. I don't think you could risk drinking any more of that stuff"
"What do you mean?" Percy asked.
Grover took the empty glass from Percy and set it back on the table. "Come on. Chiron and Mr. D are waiting."
(Scene change)
Percy saw down at the end of the porch, two men sat across from each other at a card table. The blond-haired girl who'd spoon-fed him popcorn-flavored pudding was leaning on the porch rail next to them. Finally there was Naruto, who was playing a card game with both men.
"That's Mr. D," Grover murmured to Percy. "He's the camp director. Be polite. The girl, that's Annabeth Chase. She's just a camper, but she's been here longer than just about anybody. And you already know Chiron..." He pointed at the guy whose back was to him.
First, Percy realized he was sitting in the wheelchair. Then he recognized the tweed jacket, the thinning brown hair, the scraggly beard. "Mr. Brunner!" He cried.
"Ah, good, Percy," Ex-Mr. Brunner said. "Now we have four for pinochle."
He offered Percy a chair to the right of Mr. D, who looked at him with bloodshot eyes and heaved a great sigh.
"Oh, I suppose I must say it. Welcome to Camp Half-Blood. There. Now, don't expect me to be glad to see you," Mr. D said.
"Uh, thanks." Percy scooted a little farther away from him because, if there was one thing he had learned from living with Gabe, it was how to tell when an adult has hit the happy juice. If Mr. D was a stranger to alcohol, he was a satyr.
"Annabeth?" Chiron called to the blond girl. She came forward and Mr. Brunner introduced him. "This young lady nursed you back to health, Percy. Annabeth… my dear, why don't you go check Percy's bunk? We'll be putting him in cabin eleven with Naruto for now."
Annabeth said, "Sure, Chiron."
Percy looked at her. She was probably his age, maybe a couple of inches taller, and a whole lot more athletic looking. With her deep tan and her curly blond hair, she was almost exactly what he thought a stereotypical California girl would look like, except her eyes ruined the image. They were startling gray, like storm clouds; pretty, but intimidating, too, as if she were analyzing the best way to take him down in a fight.
Annabeth glanced at the Minotaur horn in Percy hands, then back at him. Percy imagined she was going to say, "You fought with a Minotaur!" Or "Wow, you're so awesome!"Or something liked that. Instead she said, "You drool when you sleep."
Percy confused at first until he heard Naruto. "I bet you thought she was going to say that you were awesome of something that, better luck next time Percy" He said.
Percy looked at Naruto with anger "When did you get up?"
"Remember, I am a fast healer. I woke up yesterday morning." Naruto spoke while Percy just shook his head, thinking that Naruto's healing still annoying when you're the one who is hurt and he fine. "Anyway, you, uh, work here Mr. Brunner?"
"Not Mr. Brunner," the ex—Mr. Brunner said. "I'm afraid that was a pseudonym. You may call me Chiron."
"Okay." Totally confused, Percy looked at the director. "And Mr. D ... does that stand for something?" Naruto smacked his head. He wondered if his friend had learned anything about how names have power behind them.
Mr. D stopped shuffling the cards. He looked at Percy like he'd just belched loudly. "Young man, names are powerful things. You don't just go around using them for no reason."
"Oh. Right. Sorry."
"I must say, Percy," Chiron broke in, "I'm glad to see you alive. It's been a long time since I've made a house call to a potential camper. I'd hate to think I've wasted my time."
"House call?"
"My year at Yancy Academy, to instruct you. We have satyrs at most schools, of course, keeping a lookout. But Grover alerted me as soon as he met you. He sensed you were something special, so I decided to come upstate. I convinced the other Latin teacher to ... ah, take a leave of absence. Then we had Naruto transfer in and I knew he was powerful like you as well. One demi god and full god in one place in rare so I am glad we got both you here safely."
Percy tried to remember the beginning of the school year. It seemed like so long ago, but he did have a fuzzy memory of there being another Latin teacher his first week at Yancy. Then, without explanation, he had disappeared and Mr. Brunner had taken the class and then Naruto transferred in and then things were not that bad.
"You came to Yancy just to teach me?" Percy asked.
Chiron nodded. "Honestly, I wasn't sure about you at first. We contacted your mother; let her know we were keeping an eye on you in case you were ready for Camp Half-Blood. But you still had so much to learn. Nevertheless, you made it here alive, and that's always the first test."
"Well, I had help from Naruto." Percy replied.
"We know, and I am glad the both of you made it in piece." Chiron said.
"Grover," Mr. D said impatiently, "are you playing or not?"
"Yes, sir!" Grover trembled as he took the empty chair, though Percy couldn't figure out why he should be so afraid of a pudgy little man in a tiger-print Hawaiian shirt.
"You do know how to play pinochle?" Mr. D eyed him suspiciously.
"I'm afraid not," He replied.
"I'm afraid not, sir," Mr. D said.
"Sir," Percy repeated. He liked the camp director less and less.
"Well," Mr. D explained "it is, along with gladiator fighting and Pac-Man, one of the greatest games ever invented by humans. I would expect all civilized young men to know the rules."
"I'm sure the boy can learn," Chiron said.
"Please," Percy said, "what is this place? What am I doing here? Mr. Brun or Chiron why would you go to Yancy Academy just to teach me?"
Mr. D snorted. "I asked the same question."
The camp director dealt the cards. Grover flinched every time one landed in his pile.
Chiron smiled at the two boys sympathetically, the way he used to in Latin class, his way to let them know that no matter what their average was, they were his star students.
"Percy," he said. "Did your mother tell you nothing?"
"She said ..." He remembered her sad eyes, looking out over the sea. "She told me she was afraid to send me here, even though my father had wanted her to. She said that once I was here, I probably couldn't leave. She wanted to keep me close to her."
"Typical," Mr. D said. "That's how they usually get killed. Young man, are you bidding or not?"
"What?" Percy asked.
He explained, impatiently, how you bid in pinochle, and so Percy did.
"I'm afraid there's too much to tell," Chiron said. "I'm afraid our usual orientation film won't be sufficient."
"Orientation film?" Percy asked and then rounded on Naruto. "And you don't seem to be surprised by this stuff at all!"
Naruto shrugged and said, "Well, since I woke up earlier, I was told this already and I told them about the other world and they seemed to understand." Percy just blinked at him owlishly.
"No," Chiron decided. "Well, Percy. You know your friend Grover is a satyr. You know (he pointed to the horn in the shoe box Percy was holding) that you boys have killed the Minotaur. No small feat, either, lads. What you may not know is that great powers are at work in your life. Gods—the forces you call the Greek gods—are very much alive."
Percy stared at the others around the table. He waited for somebody to yell, Psych! But all he got was Mr. D yelling, "Oh, a royal marriage. Trick! Trick!" He cackled as he tallied up his points and Naruto giving off a serious look and he knew this was serious.
"Mr. D," Grover asked timidly, "if you're not going to eat it, could I have your Diet Coke can?"
"Eh? Oh, all right."
"Wait," Percy told Chiron. "You're telling me there's such a thing as God."
"Well, now," Chiron said. "God—capital G, God. That's a different matter altogether. We shan't deal with the metaphysical."
"Metaphysical? But you were just talking about—"
"Ah, gods, plural, as in, great beings that control the forces of nature and human endeavors: the immortal gods of Olympus. That's a smaller matter."
"Smaller?"
"Yes, quite. The gods we discussed in Latin class."
At this point Naruto intervened, seeing that his friend was having trouble coming to terms with this. "Percy, remember what I said about the bloodlines back home." A nod, "Well think that along with the Greek mythology we learned in class and we got something VERY power living."
Percy's eyes widened and said, "Zeus, Hera, Apollo and the others. You mean them and that they are real?" That was when a thunder boomed.
"Young man," said Mr. D, "I would really be less casual about throwing those names around, if I were you."
"But they're stories," Percy said. "They're—myths, to explain lightning and the seasons and stuff. They're what people believed before there was science."
"Science!" Mr. D scoffed. "And tell me, Perseus Jackson"—He flinched when the man said Percy's real name, which he never told anybody—"what will people think of your 'science' two thousand years from now?" Mr. D continued. "Hmm? They will call it primitive mumbo jumbo. That's what. Oh, I love mortals—they have absolutely no sense of perspective. They think they've come sooo far. And have they, Chiron? Look at this boy and tell me."
"Percy, back home we considered people born with bloodline to be godlike with how they are powerful." Naruto shrugged.
"Percy," Chiron said, "you may choose to believe or not, but the fact is that immortal means immortal. Can you imagine that for a moment, never dying? Never fading? Existing, just as you are, for all time?" That was when he heard Naruto say that it would be lonely.
"You mean, whether people believed in you or not," Percy said.
"Exactly," Chiron agreed. "If you were a god, how would you like being called a myth, an old story to explain lightning? What if I told you, Perseus Jackson, that someday people would call you a myth, just created to explain how little boys can get over losing their mothers?"
"I wouldn't like it. But I don't believe in gods." Percy replied which made Naruto grimace.
"Oh, you'd better," Mr. D murmured. "Before one of them incinerates you."
Grover said, "P-please, sir. He's just lost his mother. He's in shock."
"A lucky thing, too," Mr. D grumbled, playing a card. "Bad enough I'm confined to this job, working with boys who don't even believe."
He waved his hand and a goblet appeared on the table, as if the sunlight had bent, momentarily, and woven the air into glass. The goblet filled itself with red wine. Thunder was heard above them though there were no clouds outside.
"Mr. D," Chiron warned, "your restrictions."
Mr. D looked at the wine and feigned surprise. "Dear me." He looked at the sky and yelled, "Old habits! Sorry!" More thunder.
Chiron winked. "Mr. D offended his father a while back, took a fancy to a wood nymph whom had been declared off-limits." Naruto just gave Chiron at odd look before shaking his head.
"A wood nymph," Percy repeated staring at the Diet Coke can like it was from outer space.
"Yes," Mr. D confessed. "Father loves to punish me. The first time, Prohibition. Ghastly! Absolutely horrid ten years! The second time—well, she really was pretty, and I couldn't stay away—the second time, he sent me here. Half-Blood Hill. Summer camp for brats like you. 'Be a better influence,' he told me. 'Work with youths rather than tearing them down.' Ha.' Absolutely unfair." Mr. D sounded about six years old, like a pouting little kid.
It seemed to Percy that he never thought of that. Then he remembered what he was saying to Percy "Di immortales, Chiron," Mr. D said. "I thought you taught this boy the basics. My father is Zeus, of course."
Like Naruto before, Percy went through the D name he had learned about and found one that matched Mr. D, though he was not as subtle like his friend. "You're Dionysus," He said. "The god of wine."
Mr. D rolled his eyes. "What do they say, these days, Grover? Do the children say, 'Well, duh!'?"
"Y-yes, Mr. D."
"Then, well, duh! Percy Jackson. Did you think I was Aphrodite, perhaps?" Mr. D asked, irritated while Naruto thought that was an odd comparison. At least he could have made it another god
"You're a god."
"Yes, child."
"A god. You." Percy asked again, unable to comprehend it.
Mr. D turned to look at Percy straight on, and he saw a kind of purplish fire in his eyes, a hint that this whiny, plump little man was only showing me the tiniest bit of his true nature. He saw visions of grape vines choking unbelievers to death, drunken warriors insane with battle lust, sailors screaming as their hands turned to flippers, their faces elongating into dolphin snouts. Percy knew that if he pushed him, Mr. D would show him worse things. He would plant a disease in his brain that would leave him wearing a strait-jacket in a rubber room for the rest of his life.
"Would you like to test me, child?" he said quietly.
"No. No, sir."
The fire died a little. He turned back to his card game. "I believe I win."
"Not quite, Mr. D," Chiron said. He set down a straight, tallied the points, and said, "The game goes to me."
"Oh well, all I got is this," said Naruto laying his cards down. The other two look at his hand amazed "Are you sure you never played before?" asked Mr. D and Naruto nodded.
Percy thought Mr. D was going to vaporize Naruto on the spot, but he just sighed through his nose, as if he were used to being beaten by someone who never play before. He got up, and Grover rose, too.
"Well if he ever becomes a god I know what one he would be, now I'm tired," Mr. D said. "I believe I'll take a nap before the sing-along tonight. But first, Grover, we need to talk, again, about your less-than-perfect performance on this assignment."
Grover's face beaded with sweat. "Y-yes, sir."
Mr. D turned to Percy. "Cabin eleven, Percy Jackson. And mind your manners. Take Naruto with you since he will be going as well." He swept into the farmhouse, Grover following miserably.
"Will Grover be okay?" Percy asked Chiron.
Chiron nodded, though he looked a bit troubled. "Old Dionysus isn't really mad. He just hates his job. He's been ... ah, grounded, I guess you would say, and he can't stand waiting another century before he's allowed to go back to Olympus."
"Mount Olympus," Percy said. "You're telling me there really is a palace there?"
"Well now, there's Mount Olympus in Greece. And then there's the home of the gods, the convergence point of their powers, which did indeed used to be on Mount Olympus. It's still called Mount Olympus, out of respect to the old ways, but the palace moves, Percy, just as the gods do."
"You mean the Greek gods are here? Like ... in America?"
"Well, certainly. The gods move with the heart of the West."
"The what?"
"Percy." Naruto spoke up again. The west means where the major power is in the world. You see, it has moved from Greece, which was at one point, the point of power in the world. Now it is here in America." Chiron gave Naruto a grateful look because he really didn't want to explain it right now.
"Who are you, Chiron? Who...who am I?" Percy ask, not really taking in everything and understanding it.
"Who are you?" he mused while he started get out of his chair, which would seem impossible in Percy's mind. "Well, that's the question we all want answered, isn't it? But for now, we should get you a bunk in cabin eleven. There will be new friends to meet. And plenty of time for lessons tomorrow. Besides, there will be s'mores at the campfire tonight, and I simply adore chocolate."
And then he did rise from his wheelchair. But there was something odd about the way he did it. His blanket fell away from his legs, but the legs didn't move. His waist kept getting longer, rising above his belt. At first, Percy thought he was wearing very long, white velvet underwear, but as he kept rising out of the chair, taller than any man, I realized that the velvet underwear wasn't underwear; it was the front of an animal, muscle and sinew under coarse white fur. And the wheelchair wasn't a chair. It was some kind of container, an enormous box on wheels, and it must've been magic, because there's no way it could've held all of him. A leg came out, long and knobby-kneed, with a huge polished hoof. Then another front leg, then hindquarters, and then the box was empty, nothing but a metal shell with a couple of fake human legs attached.
Percy stared at the horse who had just sprung from the wheelchair: a huge white stallion. But where its neck should be was the upper body of their Latin teacher, smoothly grafted to the horse's trunk.
"What a relief," the centaur said. "I'd been cooped up in there so long, my fetlocks had fallen asleep. Now, come, Percy Jackson, Naruto Uzumaki. Let's meet the other campers."
Well here it is, hope you enjoy it. Please review, I used some of the sentences from the other crossovers and book to help me with the finishing few paragraphs. And please tell me if I can use gods like Thor or Odin.