Author-Notes: Sorry for such a late update.

December 16th 2007:

Granules of iridescent moonlight decorated the beautiful planet in an endless illumination of an incandescent silver. Flecks of snow trickled down onto the ground beneath him. Prometheus hummed.

His brown-hued eyes gazed in the direction of the island—where he noticed the barricade-covered entrance of Camp Half-Blood. Another pulse of mana alerted him of a powerful and warm presence.

Prometheus glanced in the direction of an indiscernible outline. Naruto Uzumaki stepped three feet forward until he was in front of the titan of forethought: who possessed a pleased smile. "Who the hell are you?"

There was a somewhat calm inflection within the annoyed pits of his aggressive baritone. Prometheus blinked to himself, coughed, and gave Naruto a polite bow. "I am Prometheus—champion of fire."

"Oh." Recognition glinted inside of the luminous blue of his vibrant gaze. Naruto clicked his fingers. "You're the titan of forethought!"

Prometheus chuckled and nodded. "Indeed I am. I carved man itself from my imagination and bestowed fire upon them and their spawn."

"That's why you called yourself the champion of fire, huh?" Naruto grinned before he tilted his head. "What a bad-ass nick-name!"

"Thank you." Prometheus had a gratified expression. He intertwined his scar-covered hands. "There is something I must ask of you…"

"Hm—?"

A multitudinous amount of runes materialized themselves beneath Naruto's feet and trapped him inside of some type of magical-cage. Naruto grunted as his body was electrocuted. "What the hell?!"

Prometheus walked towards the Uzumaki and stared down at him in hollow amusement. The titan reached a calloused palm onto the ground—murmuring an incantation to himself. Naruto gritted his teeth.

Naruto closed his beautiful eyes of sapphire origin and gathered an abundant amount of nature-energy into his system. Orange pigmentations grew over his eye-lids. The Uzumaki grunted.

Prometheus gandered at him in unadulterated shock until the mana-constructed cage around Naruto was obliterated. Naruto stepped out from a cloud of dust and slanted his head.

"Such incredible power." Prometheus mumbled to himself. Awe coloured his tone. "You truly are a monstrous individual…"

The Uzumaki ignored his mumbles of reverence and slammed an unsmooth palm into his stomach. Prometheus coughed out globs of blood. Naruto grinned and disappeared in a distortion of crimson.

An imperceptible blur appeared behind Prometheus. He clenched his fists and aimed a ruthless punch towards Naruto's sternum. Naruto watched him before he planted his knee into Prometheus' stomach.

Sage-Mode gave its user enhanced strength, speed, and perception. Naruto summoned a Massive-Rasengan onto his palm and slammed it down onto Prometheus' body. A strangled groan filled the air.

Naruto sensed a build-up of mana above him. Iridescent eyes of azure colour gandered up at the beautiful night-skies. The Uzumaki discerned Prometheus: who had conjured a giant blade of mana.

Prometheus let out a grunt of determination and exertion. The ginormous blade of magic directed itself at Naruto before it glowed an ominous brown. Naruto squinted his eyes and vanished. "Rasengan."

The titan of forethought detected the powerful presence of the Uzumaki behind him within the air and chuckled in disbelief. Naruto constructed a Rasengan and drove it through Prometheus' skull.

Globs of aureate blood covered his calloused hand. Naruto descended down and landed on the isolated road of the island while Prometheus' decapitated body fell down into a large crater.

His blue eyes widened in amazement at the sight of Prometheus' regeneration. Ichor and flesh combined to re-create his skull and head. Prometheus cracked his neck. "What impressive power."

"Thanks." Naruto smirked. "I wanted to ask you a few questions until you trapped me in that damn cage. Are you Atlas' subordinate?"

"Subordinate?" Humour illuminated Prometheus' scarred features. Prometheus laughed. "Why would I be my brother's subordinate?"

"What a valuable piece of information." A languid yawn of interest bubbled inside of Naruto's head. "Prometheus is Atlas' brother."

"You're Atlas' brother." Naruto tapped his chin. "Would you be able to take me to him? I have some business for your dearest sibling."

Prometheus raised an eye-brow in unveiled curiosity. "Business for my brother? What could you seek from Atlas of all divine creatures?"

"Nothing much." The Uzumaki possessed a baleful grin on his whiskered features. "I intend to hunt him down and eliminate him."

Prometheus rushed at Naruto and blurred forward in a flash of brown and beige colours. Naruto smirked to himself and felt Prometheus' presence in front of him. He flicked a right-hook onto his cheek.

Naruto channelled an average amount of Kurama's chakra into his knuckles and slammed both of them forward. Prometheus' head rattled when it was touched by his two chakra-enhanced fists.

A powerful punch from Naruto had Prometheus stumbling down onto the concrete underneath them. The Uzumaki crouched down until his sapphire eyes met the brown ones of the titan. Naruto scowled.

"Why the hell did you trap me in that magical-cage of yours?" Naruto let out an irritated grunt and sighed. "Kurama. Stop laughing at me."

Prometheus clicked his teeth in agitation until he felt a wind-enhanced Kunai touch his neck. Ichor dribbled down from its laceration. He had a composed smile on his bloodied visage. "We seek the nine-tails."

"Kurama?!" The orange pigmentations on his face disappeared. Naruto widened his eyes in surprise. "Why the hell would you—?"

"I do not care for that pathetic fox of yours." A chortle of unadulterated mockery escaped his mouth. "My lord desires the Kyuubi's power."

Naruto grabbed Prometheus' collar and picked him up from the ground—aggression blemished his whiskered face. He gave the titan a wide grin of ruthless determination. "You won't ever take Kurama."

"Are you sure?" Prometheus possessed a small smirk and whispered. "Luke Castellan. Come out wherever you are and help me, please."

The Uzumaki back-flipped from Prometheus and established a giant amount of distance between them. Rolling his shoulders—Prometheus noticed a portal construct itself in the air.

A hooded silhouette walked out from the golden portal. Luke Castellan stared at Naruto and glanced towards Prometheus—amused. He snapped his fingers and an army of monsters left the portal.

Twenty Empousa slithered forward until they surrounded Naruto: who was somewhat confused. Twenty Hell-Hounds barked. They stood in front of him—hunger evident in their crimson gazes.

Interest shimmered within the sapphire irises of the demi-god. Luke clapped his calloused hands and whistled. Another portal opened and an aureate blade flew into Luke's hand. He entered a stance.

"You must be Naruto Uzumaki." A boyish smirk of feigned warmth blessed his handsome visage. "My name is Luke Castellan."

Naruto rolled his blue eyes in concealed annoyance and answered. "Okay? I remember Sydney—the Empousa—told me your name."

"Enough nonsense." Prometheus interrupted their short-lived conversation. "We must harvest the Kyuubi from his abdomen."

"The seal is on his abdomen, huh?" Luke hummed. Golden motes of mana covered the end of his blade. "You and I are enough for him."

"They call him the strongest Shinobi in history for a reason." The titan responded in disapproval. "You can't consider him an average foe."

The Uzumaki had a confident smile and a prudent expression. He scanned the monsters within his immediate vicinity and registered all of their weak-points into his head. Luke sprinted forward.

An unsmooth hand gripped onto Luke's head and bashed him down into the ground—thus creating a gargantuan crater. Naruto gandered at Prometheus: who had somehow summoned his familiar.

Familiars were creatures who were bonded to their owners through some type of magical-contract. Prometheus nodded at a white-furred wolf. The wolf opened its maws wide and produced a bolt of thunder.

Naruto performed the hand-signs for Earth-Style: Mud-Wall. The concrete under him trembled for a second before it created him a rock-constructed barrier. The electricity slammed into the rock-wall.

A pack of Hell-Hounds rushed towards him and unveiled their sharpened teeth to him. Naruto's blue eyes transmuted themselves into vermillion. Kurama had leaked some chakra into his system.

The Uzumaki swung his hand forward and a massive shock-wave was manifested. All of the Hell-Hounds were blown backwards before they crumbled into golden particles. Naruto sensed Luke's mana stir.

Naruto leaped off of Luke and jumped out of the ginormous crater. Luke climbed out from it while he tilted his head. Blood dribbled down his face. "Naruto Uzumaki—the rumours of your power were true."

The demi-god twirled his blade. Naruto summoned an army Shadow-Clones and flicked his chin in the direction of the Empousa. Prometheus watched as Naruto's crimson irises dissolved into two blue voids.

"I'm kind of surprised." Naruto murmured to himself. "I'm surprised the two of you thought you stood a chance against me…"

Prometheus arched an unimpressed brow. "Your confidence is impressive. I suppose your title of the strongest was not false."

Luke gritted his teeth when an elbow slammed itself into his solar-plexus. He sank to his knees in unadulterated pain. Naruto materialized a Rasengan and drilled it into Prometheus' chest.

The Uzumaki vanished within a blur of crimson and orange and appeared above the both of them. Luke began to sweat. Naruto Uzumaki had to be some sort of monster. "How powerful is he?"

Naruto activated Sage-Mode once again and conjured a Lava-Style: Rasenshuriken. Prometheus teleported behind Luke and called for his mana. A shield of magical-power erected itself in front of them.

The Lava-Style: Rasenshuriken destroyed the magical-shield and ripped it into shreds. Naruto landed down onto the concrete of the island and paused for the briefest of seconds.

Naruto gazed up at the incandescent night-sky and was met by the sight of a thousand blades. These blades were forged from fire, ice, steel, electricity, water, wind, wood, rock, and pure mana.

Prometheus had a relieved smile on his scarred face. Those blades were one of Hecate's most powerful spells. Luke let out a satisfied breath and stretched a pained hand forward. "Prometheus."

"Right…" The titan of forethought nodded in response. Prometheus reached his hand down to the ground. "Let us begin the capture…"

"The capture of Naruto Uzumaki."

Naruto gave the multifarious number of blades an unimpressed glance. Chakra built itself up inside of his system and unleashed itself in the form of over a thousand duplicates. His Shadow-Clones smiled.

The Uzumaki grabbed onto his head in annoyance as it was over-loaded by information and memories. All of the Shadow-Clones he had created to fight the Empousa had eliminated them.

Prometheus observed the Shadow-Clones of the Uzumaki summon an endless amount of Massive-Rasengan and Rasenshuriken. The magical-blades were going to be destroyed in no time. "Incredible…"

Luke withdrew his hand and gripped onto his blade. They had to somehow weaken Naruto to capture him and extract the Kyuubi from his abdomen. He manipulated his mana to open up a portal.

Naruto rushed towards them and slammed a heel-kick into Luke. Prometheus staggered backwards at the touch of Naruto's foot. The demi-god hissed in pure agony. "We can't win this battle…"

Another kick from Naruto had Luke rolling backwards until he fell down into a second crater. Naruto blinked at the blade embedded into his stomach. Luke gave him a weak smirk. "I was fast enough to stab—..."

Vermillion motes of chakra manifested themselves on Naruto's abdomen and healed its wound. Naruto cracked his neck before he slipped his hands into his pockets. "You're pretty strong."

"How kind of you." Luke had a sardonic voice. "I don't suppose you'd let us escape instead of slaughtering us, would you?"

"I ain't a fan of murder." Naruto shrugged—but an aggressive shimmer flickered within the sapphire of his eyes. "I ain't against it, either."

The sweat on Luke's fore-head intensified until a portal constructed itself beneath him. He produced a sigh of relief—waiting in anticipation to be teleported into the central-room of Hecate's ginormous palace.

A rough hand grabbed onto his shoulder and threw him out of the crater. Naruto watched the portal disappear. He body-flickered out of the ditch in the concrete and crossed his arms. Luke had vanished.

Prometheus was the sole individual left in the sequestered sector. Naruto unfolded his arms and returned his calloused hands to his pockets. "You were holding back against me, weren't you?"

"Perhaps." Prometheus chuckled. Ichor dribbled out from his nose. "I'd rather be called a weak individual than be called a powerful one."

"What is your goal?" Naruto asked. A small amount of interest infected his tone. "You told me you didn't give a damn about Kurama."

"I seek the Kyuubi." The titan of forethought answered—a little smile graced his scar-covered features. "But not to utilize his power."

Naruto canted his head in pure confusion and smiled. "You seek Kurama? If you want advice—I'd recommend someone different."

"I give good advice!" Kurama growled in his head and listened to Naruto's chuckle before he grunted in annoyance. "You little brat!"

The Uzumaki closed his sapphire-coloured eyes in brief contemplation and unleashed his full power. Sage-Of-Six-Paths-Mode and Kyuubi-Chakra-Mode were both activated at once.

Prometheus clamped his mouth shut in absolute fear and luxuriated in the presence of the strongest Shinobi in history. Naruto stepped forward—a serious countenance beautified his whiskered features.

An aureate cloak of chakra graced his body and hugged him. Naruto stood in front of Prometheus in unadulterated silence until he grinned at him—this grin was blood-thirsty, aggressive, and untamed.

"What do you seek Kurama for?" There was no mischief within his powerful voice. Naruto unveiled his luminous eyes. "Tell me."

The titan of forethought trembled at the incredible power of the Uzumaki and an amazed grin blemished his face. Prometheus hummed. "I plan to create a world without mortals…"

"Oh?" Naruto lifted an eye-brow of bemusement. He slanted his head. "I thought you created the humans of your pantheon. Then—."

"Why would I desire to destroy them?" Prometheus still had sweat on his face—but he chortled. "I seek a world of only divine-creatures!"

The Uzumaki took another step forward until his golden irises were at the same level of the humourless eyes of the titan. Naruto kept his head at a canted angle and spoke. "How would you succeed in this goal of yours?"

"Good question." Prometheus smirked. The titan mustered up his confidence and raised his chin. "That is why I seek the Kyuubi."

"You want to seal Kurama into yourself—I'm guessing?" Naruto crossed his arms and grinned. "Kurama isn't a weapon to use."

"You understand nothing about the Kyuubi." Prometheus responded. "The nine-tails is the incarnation of hatred. He is strength itself."

"Kurama is much more than hatred." Naruto turned his back to Prometheus and exerted his powerful presence. "He's my friend."

"I doubt that." The titan grunted. "The Kyuubi is revered across all pantheons for his power. Why would he consider you a friend?"

"Ask him." Naruto gave Prometheus a flippant shrug. "You're a dumbass if you think I'd let you use Kurama for your plans."

Prometheus possessed an expression of sheer anticipation. "Is that a challenge? The Kyuubi is a victim of the Shinobi. They sealed him."

"Kurama is a victim of Shinobi history." The Uzumaki nodded. "I'd be a fool to deny that—but he's been my friend for the longest of times."

"I heard about the war that happened in your pantheon a few months ago." Prometheus smiled. "You were the one who ended it yourself."

"I had help." Naruto squinted his eyes in suspicion. "Why the hell are you mentioning the War-Of-The-Divine? Is it related to your goal?"

The titan chuckled and shook his head. "Not at all. I'm mentioning this war since you can't acknowledge the true reason you won it."

"Hm? The true reason I won it?" Naruto had a confused expression. "I didn't win the war myself. I had help from Kurama and my friends."

"Exactly!" Prometheus yelled at him—outrage evident within his loud soprano. "The Kyuubi is your main source of power. He is strong!"

"If I seal him into myself—I shall surpass everyone in existence…" He grunted and smirked. "Not even you would stand a chance."

"Hah!" The Uzumaki let out a nonchalant chuckle until he blurred behind Prometheus. Naruto scoffed. "Stop calling him that."

"Kurama isn't some type of tool to use." Naruto growled—true outrage adorned his whiskered visage. "He is a valuable friend of mine."

"You fool! The Kyuubi is—!"

A punch enhanced by Kurama's chakra embedded itself into Prometheus' stomach. Prometheus rolled backwards until a golden hand grabbed his neck and slammed him down into the concrete.

Naruto threw Prometheus into the endless night-skies and summoned a Lava-Style: Rasenshuriken. It grew in size as it was hurtled at the titan of forethought: who possessed a composed countenance.

The Uzumaki stretched out two chakra-arms and gripped onto Prometheus' ankles before he slammed him down into the ground for a second time. Prometheus sweated. This was Naruto's full power.

Prometheus remembered when he had begun his research on this fifteen-year-old child. Naruto Uzumaki was called the strongest Shinobi of history and the strongest Shinobi in his generation.

He had been the dead-last of his class for the entirety of his educational life-time—until he had graduated from the Shinobi-Academy. That was when his strength started to grow.

Naruto possessed an incredible intellect out on the battle-field while his academic intelligence was sub-par at best. The Uzumaki held an unnatural capacity of mercy for his enemies. He was an odd boy.

The War-Of-The-Divine was the longest war the Shinto pantheon had experienced. One of the main players of this war was Naruto Uzumaki—who had defeated the Shinto god of war in a battle.

At the end of the war—Naruto Uzumaki and Sasuke Uchiha were called the two strongest Shinobi in history. Sasuke Uchiha was another individual who Prometheus had studied about.

The Uchiha was Naruto's true rival and his sole equal in strength. People told tales about how—if the two of them desired—they would be capable of conquering the Shinobi world through pure strength.

Prometheus grunted in absolute pain as he was smacked down into the ground of the island. Naruto hopped into the crater he was inside of and deactivated his chakra-cloak. The titan sighed—relieved.

He transmitted a mental signal to Hecate and felt a portal open up beneath him. Prometheus stared at Naruto: who had an insouciant smile on his whiskered features. He fell through the portal.

Prometheus landed in the middle of the enormous room within Hecate's grand and decorative palace. Unadulterated agony shot through his body until a pink-coloured glow illuminated his body.

Hecate unveiled herself to him and snapped her fingers. A wooden chair constructed itself behind him. Prometheus grunted—stumbling into the seat and folding his arms. "He was a powerful foe."

"I could tell." The goddess of magic smiled before her luminous eyes glinted an ominous pink. "One of my strongest spells was useless."

She clicked her fingers for a second time and summoned Luke Castellan: who was seated on a crimson-hued chair. Silence filled the atmosphere for three short seconds. "We can't defeat him…"

"Indeed." Hecate settled her pink-tinted irises upon Luke—pure power leaking from her gaze alone. "I warned you to not under-estimate him."

"You did." Luke nodded—bandages surrounded his body. "I can't believe he destroyed your blade-spell through the use of clones."

"Do not be disheartened." Prometheus hummed—healing the wounds strewn across his abdomen. "He is not unbeatable."

The demi-god lifted a bitter eye-brow and glanced in the direction of his multitudinous bandages. "Heh. He sure feels unbeatable."

"Could we seal him?" Luke pondered to himself. He tapped his chin in curiosity. "Hecate. Do you have a powerful sealing-spell?"

"I do." Hecate nodded. "But none of those spells would be strong enough to seal him. We must find something able to hold him."

"An artifact of storage?" Prometheus shook his head—an incredulous inflection within his voice. "Nothing can hold him."

"Do not underestimate the power of magical-artefacts." Hecate's luminescent eyes shimmered a pink glow. "I have a different plan."

"You have a method to defeat him?" Luke had a blood-thirsty smile of anticipation on his handsome features. "What is it? Tell us."

"Patience." The goddess of magic answered. "There is a powerful rune in my possession that could deprive him of his chakra."

"Chakra?" Luke grunted. "What the hell is chakra?"

"The energy source Shinobi draw their power from." Prometheus explained. "Chakra is created from physical and spiritual energy."

"Is it possible to obtain chakra?" A fascinated glint flickered across the ruthless blue of Luke's gaze. "We could turn the tables on him."

"No. It is impossible." Hecate cut him off and hummed. "The Shinto pantheon engineered chakra to only manifest itself in their humans."

"Damn." Absolute irritation blemished Luke's smooth voice. "Then how about your rune? How long would it deprive him of his chakra?"

"That is the issue." Hecate gritted her teeth—annoyed. "The rune would only deprive Naruto Uzumaki of his chakra for twenty minutes."

Luke grinned. "How is that an issue? The three of us could take him down in under thirty seconds if he doesn't have his power-source!"

"This discussion is over." Hecate interrupted him and snapped her fingers. "I'm transporting you to the medical-wing of my castle."

Luke vanished within a swirl of pink-coloured particles of mana. Hecate glanced at Prometheus: who had teleported himself out of the central-room within her castle. The goddess let out an irritated sigh.

Even without the use of his chakra—Naruto Uzumaki was still an incredible Shinobi. All Shinobi possessed phenomenal physical ability. Chakra was capable of enhancing their impressive physical prowess.

The second issue about the Energy-Suppression-Rune was that it was a type of enclosed barrier. This barrier would suppress the energy of all individuals inside of it—including Naruto and his opponents.

She clicked her fingers and dispelled herself into a vortex of mana. Hecate re-appeared inside of her office before her eyes shimmered and glinted. A magical-screen materialized itself within her vision.

Hecate watched through the screen how Naruto Uzumaki had summoned over a thousand clones and obliterated the blades from one of her most powerful spells. He truly was a monstrous child.

(-)

Naruto walked through the sequestered roads of the island until he stopped in front of the entrance to Camp Half-Blood. He body-flickered forward and appeared behind Percy: who stumbled in surprise.

The Uzumaki produced a laugh of childish amusement from his mouth and sauntered into the forest of the camp while listening to the faint voices of the campers fade as they turned in for the night.

There was a massive oak-tree within the ginormous woods of Camp Half-Blood. The Uzumaki seated himself down onto the ground and yawned. His battle against Prometheus and Luke had tired him out a little.

Another yawn leaked out from the cavern of his mouth before he closed his iridescent eyes. Naruto fell asleep. Soft snores of exhaustion filtered out from his lips. Kurama's hum filled his mind.

A gentle slap graced his cheek three times. Naruto opened his iridescent eyes and noticed Percy: who was crouched down in front of him. Percy huffed to himself in relief. "Good. I thought you died."

"Ouch." Naruto raised a sarcastic eye-brow and touched his cheek in feigned pain. "Hello to you, Percy. How can I help you at this hour?"

"Sorry. Sorry." Percy scratched the back of his head and let out a somewhat embarrassed chuckle. "Naruto. Can you help me out?"

The Uzumaki shrugged. "Sure. What type of help? You want me to kidnap someone? Do you want me to take you on a magical-trip?"

"Funny." Percy had a wry smile on his amused features. "The Oracle told us a prophecy when you were out on a run. I think—..."

"You think your friend—Annabeth—will be involved in this prophecy?"

"Yes!" He yelled in response before he clamped his mouth shut in concealed embarrassment. "Naruto. Do you think you could help?"

"Of course!" A wild grin beautified Naruto's whiskered features. "I always help out my friends when I can. So, when do we leave?"

"This must be the prophecy that shall lead you to Atlas."

"Yep!"

"Now." Percy responded and patted his pockets. "All I got on me is a magical-pen and an invisibility cap. How about you, buddy?"

Naruto unveiled the scrolls hooked onto his belt to Percy. The grin on his coarse face widened a little. "Don't worry. I'm ready for this trip!"

(-)

An endless amount of silence filled the atmosphere within the camp. Naruto and Percy walked through an isolated path and reached the entrance of Camp Half-Blood. Percy scratched his chin.

They had no form of transport since Zoe, Bianca, Grover, and Thalia had taken the camp's van for their mission. Naruto nudged Percy and the son of the seas peered up into the abundant ebony of the sky.

Black-Jack neighed and landed himself in front of Percy. The demi-god patted the head of the Pegasus before he glanced in Naruto's direction and hummed. "How are you going to travel?"

Percy blinked in unadulterated shock as an aureate cloak of energy surrounded Naruto's body. Naruto's presence was incredible until the Uzumaki suppressed his power and smirked. "This is how!"

Naruto bounced on the balls of his feet for three seconds and leaped into the beautiful heavens. Sage-Of-Six-Paths + Kyuubi-Chakra-Mode gave him the useful ability of levitation. Percy whistled—impressed.

The demi-god climbed onto Black-Jack: who flapped his wings before he ascended into the skies. Naruto followed behind them. The golden glow of his chakra-cloak illuminated a path for all three of them.

Black-Jack, Percy, and Naruto hovered through the morning skies and followed the van of the questers until they had reached a monument. Percy hopped down from Black-Jack and nodded. "Get some rest."

The Pegasus neighed and flew into the clouds. Percy watched him disappear and turned to Naruto: who had deactivated his chakra-cloak. Naruto crossed his arms and drew in nature-energy.

Two orange pigmentations grew over his eyes. Naruto sensed the presences of the questers and the familiar presence of Dr. Thorn. Percy was staring at some type of car in the short distance.

Dr. Thorn stepped out from the car and Naruto felt Percy's emotions fizzle from hope, confusion, and anger. Percy breathed to himself and followed behind Dr. Thorn while Naruto vanished in a meagre blur.

The Manticore stopped for the briefest of seconds and stepped towards another door—this door was closed for a private event. Percy walked through the door and entered a gargantuan chamber.

Naruto body-flickered behind an invisible Percy and squinted his eyes forward as Dr. Thorn had two guards open up a pair of ginormous doors. Percy sprinted in. Naruto slipped his hands into his pockets.

He checked out the two guards' presences and sensed something hypnotic within their systems. These two individuals had been mind-controlled by some kind of magical/super-natural technique.

The Uzumaki exerted his presence and knocked the two guards unconscious. A flick from his calloused hand opened up the door and unveiled to him the sight of an enormous room. Naruto blinked.

When Naruto had opened the door—it had produced a loud boom. All of the demi-gods, monsters, and mortals inside of the room stared at him. Percy suppressed the urge to slap himself in the face. "Naruto…"

"YOU!" Dr. Thorn let out an enraged and strangled scream. "You were the one who destroyed my scales! Insolent child—I shall destroy you!"

"Silence…"

The composed voice of a muscled individual echoed throughout the ginormous room. Percy flinched back at the powerful presence of the humanoid entity. His foot-steps shook the very room itself.

Obsidian eyes of unadulterated battle-lust and sangfroid illuminated the unlit atmosphere of the sector. A rough hand adjusted the cuffs of an expensive shirt. An amused chuckle filled the tense air.

Atlas stood in the middle of the gargantuan room and clapped his calloused hands in absolute excitement. The titan of endurance nodded at Luke: who landed in front of an irritated Percy and smirked.

Motes of divine-energy surrounded his knuckles. Atlas gazed down at Naruto and felt his incredible presence. Within his mind—the vermillion-hued glare of the Kyuubi materialized itself.

"Such raw and untapped power." Atlas had an amazed and psychotic grin on his handsome features. "Naruto Uzumaki. I shall end you…"

Naruto entered an MMA stance and squinted his eyes at Atlas. They gazed at each other for an interval of a second before they disappeared in a distortion of obsidian and crimson colours.

The Uzumaki appeared in front of Atlas and slammed a chakra-enhanced elbow into his abdomen. Atlas head-butted Naruto backwards. He rushed forward—infusing more power into his fists.

Atlas smacked his hand down onto Naruto's sternum. Naruto stood up to his feet and caught Atlas' hand. A heel-kick from the Uzumaki drove the titan into one of the thrones in the room. Atlas laughed in glee.

"You're strong." Naruto bounced on the balls of his feet and smiled. "Kurama. I'm gonna borrow some of your chakra for this fight!"

Sapphire eyes rippled into vermillion pits of aggression. Naruto's whiskers thickened and his teeth sharpened themselves into fangs. Atlas smirked in elation and summoned a golden spear.

He hurtled the spear at Naruto and watched as he crushed it into nothing more than shards of aureate steel. Naruto materialized behind him and landed a powerful right-hook onto the back of his head.

Atlas gandered towards his hired mercenaries. They had begun the ritual to resurrect the Nemean-Lion. The titan tilted his head and felt Naruto's chakra-enhanced fist tickle his ear. He slapped his face.

Naruto rolled back until his body crashed into one of the thrones within the room. A cloud of dust had gathered itself in the air. The Uzumaki walked out from the fog of dust—a Massive-Rasengan on his palm.

The Massive-Rasengan flicked itself forward and drove itself into Atlas. Atlas gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and smacked his knuckles through the spherical mass of blue-coloured energy.

Naruto blinked in shock at how his Massive-Rasengan had been dispelled and grinned. He blurred forward and bashed his head into Atlas' sternum—hurtling him through the room and into the concrete.

A loud growl flitted across the atmosphere and filled the ears of every individual inside of the gargantuan sector. The Nemean-Lion roared as it rushed out of the room and picked up on the scent of its targets.

"Hm." Luke let out a nonchalant hum and deflected a powerful slash from Riptide before he chuckled. "The Nemean-Lion…"

"The Nemean-Lion shall target your friends until they are dead."

Percy clicked his teeth in aggression and grinned. "Don't underestimate them. They could surprise you!"

The son of the seas stepped backwards and slashed Riptide forward. Percy's most trusted blade swept through the air and cleaved itself across Luke's chest—opening up a thin wound on his sternum.

Luke tilted his head in empty amusement and activated his mana. Ropes of magical-power touched his chest before his wounds were healed. Percy grunted when a punch landed onto his abdomen.

Percy folded in on himself and Luke slammed his face into his knee. He grabbed onto Percy's shoulder until Percy drove himself into Luke. They both toppled down onto the ground of the unilluminated room.

A kick to the head from Percy disorientated Luke. Confusion penetrated his mind for the briefest of seconds. Percy kicked Luke in the head again and watched him climb to his feet while panting.

Atlas' voice filled Luke's head and his blue eyes widened. Scoffing to himself in unadulterated frustration—Luke opened up a portal and stepped through it as Percy clenched his fists. "Damn! He escaped!"

Naruto appeared behind him and observed the portal dispel into motes of crimson energy. He slipped his hands into his pockets and disappeared. "Come on. This isn't over."

There was a curious expression on Naruto's face.

A/N: Thanks for reading.