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.
Yugito Meets the Seer Phineas
It wasn't hard to find the old seer thanks to the screaming and the weed whacker.
They brought lightweight Polartec jackets with their supplies, so they bundled up against the cold rain and walked for a few blocks through the mostly deserted streets. Percy had packed the macrobiotic jerky iris gave him in his coat pocket.
They saw some bicycle traffic and a few homeless guys huddled in doorways, but the majority of Portlanders seemed to be staying indoors.
As they made their way down Glisan Street, when they heard a voice down the street yelling: "HA! TAKE THAT, STUPID CHICKENS!" followed by the revving of a small engine and a lot of squawking.
Percy glanced at Yugito, Frank, and Hazel. "You think-?"
"Probably," Frank agreed.
They ran toward the sounds.
The next block over, they found a big open parking lot with tree-lined sidewalks and rows of food trucks facing the streets on all four sides. Yugito seen some food trucks on the way from the Wolf House to Camp Jupiter. They actually reminded her of food ninjas-trained chefs in the art of ninjutsu so they can go out in the field and feed their fellow ninjas-but with this world's vehicles instead of ninja weapons. But she never had so many in one place. Some were simple white metal boxes on wheels, with awnings and serving counters. Others were painted blue or purple or polka-dotted, with big banners out front and colorful menu boards and tables like do-it yourself sidewalk cafes. One advertised tacos with different languages Yugito didn't understand. Another offered sushi on a stick. A third was selling deep fried ice cream sandwiches. The smell was amazing-dozens of different kitchens cooking at once. Some were even open for business.
In the center of the lot, behind all the food trucks, an old man in a bathrobe was running around with a weed whacker, screaming at a flock of bird-ladies who were trying to steal food off a picnic table.
"What are those?" Yugito asked.
"Harpies," said Hazel. "Which means-"
"That's Phineas," Frank guessed.
They ran across the street and squeezed between two trucks.
The backs of the food trucks were cluttered with stacks of plastic buckets, overflowing garbage cans, and makeshift clotheslines hung with wet aprons and towels. The parking lot itself was nothing but a square of cracked asphalt, marbled with weeds. In the middle was a picnic table piled high with food that Yugito guess was from the food trucks themselves.
The guy in the bathrobe was old and fat. He was mostly bald, with scars across his forehead and a rim of stringy white hair. His bathrobe was splattered with ketchup and he kept stumbling around in fuzzy pink bunny slippers, swinging his gas powered weed whackers at the half-down harpies who were hovering over his picnic table.
The guy was clearly blind. His eyes were milky white, and usually he missed the harpies by a lot, but he was still doing pretty good job fending them off. For some reason these harpies looked to be starving. Their human faces had sunken eyes and hollow cheeks. Their bodies were covered in molting feathers, and their wings were tipped with tiny, shriveled hands. They wore ragged burlap sacks for dresses. Despite being surrounded by food trucks fixing all sorts of food, they dive for the food on the picnic table.
"Back, dirty chickens!" he bellowed. He swing his weed whacker. He grazed one of the harpies' wings. The harpy yelped in pain and fluttered off, dropping yellow feathers as she few.
Another harpy circled higher than the rest. SHe looked younger and smaller than the others, with bright red feathers.
SHe watched carefully for an opening, and when the old man's back was turned, she made a wild dive for the table. She grabbed a burrito in her claw feet, but before she could escape, the blind man swung his weed whacker and smacked her in the back hard. The harpy yelped, dropped the burrito, and flew off.
"I don't get it! Why don't they just eat from the food trucks?" Yugito asked.
"If the stories about Phineas is right, they probably can't," Hazel explained.
"What do you mean?" Yugito asked.
Before Hazel could answer, Percy yelled. "Hey, stop it!"
The harpies glanced over at the four demigods and immediately fled. Most of them fluttered away and perched in the trees around the square, staring dejectedly at the picnic table. The red-feathered one with the hurt back flew unsteadily down Glisan street and out of sight.
"Ha!" the blind man yelled in triumph and killed the power of his weed whacker. He grinned vacantly in Percy's direction. "Thank you, strangers. Your help is most appreciated."
Yugito doubt Percy yelled out to help the old man, but Yugito spoke up before Percy lose his temper. "Hello. I'm Yugito Nii. This is-"
"Demigods!" the old man said. "I can always smell demigods."
Hazel frowned. "Do we smell that bad?"
The old man laughed. "Of course not, my dear. But you'd be surprise how sharp my other senses became once I was blinded. I'm Phineas. And you-wait, don't tell me.
He reached for Percy's face and poked him in the eyes.
"Ow!" Percy complained.
"Son of Neptune," Phineas exclaimed. "I thought I smelled the ocean on you, Percy Jackson. I'm also a son of Neptune, you know."
"Hey... yeah. OKay." Percy rubbed his eyes.
Phineas turned to Hazel. "And here... Oh my the smell of gold and deep earth. Hazel Levesque, daughter of Pluto. And next to you-the son of Mars. But there's more to your story, Frank Zhang."
"Ancient blood," Frank muttered. "Prince of Pylos. Blah, blah, blah."
"Periclymenus, exactly! Oh, he was a nice fellow. I loved the Argonauts!"
Frank's mouth fell open. "W-wait. Perry, who?"
Phineas grinned. "Don't worry. I know about your family. That story about your great-grandfather? He didn't really destroy the camp. Now for you, young lady-Oh...""
Frank looked like he'd been run over by a truck, but Phineas had already moved on to other matters. Phineas sniff around Yugito as if she had an interesting scent on her. "Daughter of Apollo, but not of this world. You're a kunoichi from another world... and you possess a tail beast in you... two tail cat, interesting combo considering how your father feels about cats."
"So I been told," Yugito said not questioning how Phineas got all that just from her scent. If what Frank been told about Phineas is true, this guy doesn't rely on his eyes to see everything.
"Now," Phineas said. "What an interesting group. Are you hungry?" Phineas waved his hand at the picnic table. In the nearby trees, the harpies shrieked miserably.
"We need some information," Yugito said. "We were told-"
"-that the harpies were keeping my food away from me," Phineas finished. "And if you helped me, I'd help you."
"Something like that," Yugito said.
Phineas laughed. "That's old news. Do I look like I'm missing any meals?"
He patted his belly, which was the size of an overinflated basketballl.
"Um... no," Percy said.
Phineas waved his weed whacker in an expansive gesture. All four of them ducked.
"Things have changed, my friends," he said. "When I first got the gift of prophecy, eons ago, it's true Jupiter cursed me. He sent the harpies to steel my food. You see, I had a bit of a big mouth. I gave away too many secrets that the gods wanted kept." He turned to Hazel. "For instance, you're supposed to be dead. And you-" He turned to Frank. "Your life depends on a stick."
Percy frowned. "What are you talking about?"
Hazel blinked like she'd been slapped. Frank looked like the truck had backed up and run over him again.
"You..." Phineas turned to Yugito. "The fate of your village and another village lies on your shoulders as well as one other."
"What does that supposed to mean?" Yugito demanded.
Phineas didn't answer as he turned to Percy. "And you, well now, you don't even know who you are! I could tell you, of course, but ha! What fun would that be? And Brigid O'Shaughnessy shot Miles Archer in Maltese Falcon. Darth Vader is actually Luke's father. And the winner of the next Super Bowl will be-"
"Got it," Frank muttered.
"At least you know what he's talking about," Yugito muttered.
Hazel gripped her sword like she was tempted to pommel whip the old man. "So you talked too much, and the gods cursed you; Why did that stop?'
"Oh they didn't!" The old man arched his bushY eYebrows like, Can you believe it! "I had to ta make a deal with the Argonauts. They wanted information too, you see. I told them to kill the harpies and I'd cooperate. Well, they drove those nasty creatures away, but Iris wouldn't let them kill the harpies. An outrage! So this time, when my patrón brought me back to life..."
"Your patrón?" Frank asked.
Phineas gave him a wicked grin. "Why, Gaea, of course. Who do you think opened the Doors of Death:? Your girlfriend here understands. Isn't Gaea your patrón, too?"
Hazel drew her sword. "I'm not his==I don't-Gaea;s is not my patrón!"
Phineas looked amused. If he had heard the sword being drawn, he didn't seem concerned. "Fine, if you want to be noble and stick with the losing side, that's your business. But Gaea is waking. She's already rewritten the rules of life and death! I'm alive again, and in exchange for my help-a prophecy here, a prophecy there-I get my fondest wish. The tables have been turned, so to speak. Now I can eat all I want, all day long, and the harpies have to watch and starve."
He revved his weed whacker, and the harpies wailed in the trees.
"Couldn't they just eat from the food trucks?" Yugito asked.
Phineas laughed. "They're cursed just as I was. They can eat only food from my table, and they can't leave Portland. Since the Doors of Death are open, they can't even die. It's beautiful."
"Beautiful?" Frank protested. "They're living creatures. Why are you mean to them?"
"They're monsters!" Phineas said. "And mean? Those feather-brained demons tormented me for years!"
"But it was their duty?" Percy said. "Jupiter ordered them to."
"Oh, I'm mad at Jupiter, too," Phineas agreed. "In time, Gaea will see that the gods are properly punished. Horrible job they've done, ruling the world. But for now, I'm enjoying Portland. The mortals take no notice of me, They think I'm just a crazy old man shooing away pigeons."
"Then they wouldn't notice me sending you straight to the Fields of Punishment," Yugito said as her fingernails extended.
"You can go ahead and kill me and find out on your own, but what good would that be? Gaea has shown me the easy way back. And with Thanatos in chains, there's no one to keep me down! And like how you are bound to the Shinigami of the elemental nations, Yugito Nii, I'm bound to the underworld of this world. So you can't send me to your world's afterlife anymore than I can send you. Besides that's not what you came here for, is it? You want to find Thanatos. He's being kept at Alcyoneus' lair. I can tell you where that is. OF course I can. But you have to do me a favor."
"What favor?" Yugito asked. "You said it yourself, the harpies are no longer a threat to you."
"There's still one other," Phineas said. "She's quicker than the rest-"
"The red one?" Percy guessed.
"I'm blond! I don't know colors!"the old man guessed. "At any rate, she still hives me the most trouble. She's willy, that one. Always does her own thing, never with most with the others. SHe gave me these."
He pointed at the scars on his forehead.
"Capture that harpy," he said. "Bring her to me. I want her tied up, where I can keep an eye on her... ah, so to speak. Harpies ates being tied up. It causes them extreme pain. Yes, I'll enjoy that, Maybe I'll even feed her so that she can last longer."
Be weary Yugito. This man want that harpy for another reason than what he's telling, Matatabi warned.
I was thinking the same thing. Yugito thought. Maybe we can find out what that is. It might be something we can use against Phineas.
Yugito looked at her friends and could tell they want to do anything but hand over the harpy.
Yugito had her claws shrink down to nails. "We'll see what we can do."
"Take as much time as you need," Phineas said breezily. "Just remember that without my help, your quest will fail. And everyone you love in this world will die."