Son of Jashin (Naruto/Percy Jackson)

Chapter 3: Daughter of Amaterasu Part 1

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Artemis remained stone-faced in light of her twin's inquiry. "No, Brother. Everyone's puppies are just fine."

Apollo blinked. There was definitely something off about everyone right now, like they had just watched some kind of deep psychological program and it had them all neck-deep in thought. Maybe it had something to do with the shirtless little boy covered in dry blood gawking at the Sun Chariot?

"Woah," Percy gasped. "So this is the sun? I thought it was a ball of nuclear explosions millions of miles away."

"Well, physically and astronomically, yes. The sun is a ball of nuclear explosions way on out there, but where's the fun in talking science?" Apollo asked.

"You want to talk about how humans think about the sun? Ah, now that's more interesting. They've got a lot riding on the sun... er, so to speak. It keeps them warm, grows their crops, powers engines, makes everything look, well, sunnier. This chariot is built out of human dreams about the sun, kid. It's as old as Western Civilization. Every day, it drives across the sky from east to west, lighting up all those puny little mortal lives. The chariot is a manifestation of the sun's power, the way mortals perceive it. Make sense?"

"So, the chariot is the physical manifestation of mortals' thoughts, emotions, and dreams that they have about the sun? That's so fucking meta."

Apollo leaned over to Artemis. "Does he always curse like that?" he whispered lowly.

The Moon Goddess nodded. "Sadly enough, yes. He had a troubled upbringing."

Apollo hummed, before his blue eyes glowed for brief second. He gasped so quietly that Artemis barely heard him. "What do you see, Apollo?"

"That's the problem: I can't see anything. His fate is shielded from me, but what I can medically see is deeply horrendous. Intense psychological and physiological trauma, half his skin is covered in scar tissue, and he's clinically insane. I haven't ever seen a half-blood this screwed in the head...ever. Who's his godly parent?"

"Jashin. Shinto God of Pain and Blood."

Apollo almost fell over. "Shinto? Are there more demigods?"

Artemis nodded hesitantly. "Yes...where you going with this?"

Apollo took a deep breath. "Centuries ago, I had a dream that was vaguely about Shinto demigods. Long story short, they've got an even bigger part in these next years than either Bianca, Thalia, or Nico will have."

"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?"

"Time will tell." Apollo clapped his hands together, which grabbed everyone's attention. Moon-Moon, Bianca, Thalia, and Zoё were all making a valiant effort keeping Percy from trying to touch the ultra-hot Sun Chariot, while everyone else watched.

"Alrighty, since my little sis has informed me that you all need a ride to Camp Half-Blood," which Artemis hadn't done (God of Prophecy can see the future), "everyone pile in."

Apollo snapped his fingers, causing his chariot to make a chirp-chirp before glowing brightly, which caused the girls to cover Percy's eyes so he didn't intentionally burn his retinas because he said it felt good, and the sports car turned into a van big enough for a daycare.

Percy went to daycare once, his Mom enrolling him as a girl named Clair. He slaughtered the entirety of the staff and student body the very next day...except for the babies. He left those things alone.

It didn't take long for everyone to get their things loaded, and it was time to leave. The only reason Percy was going along was because he wanted to see what the Greek camp was like. There was just one thing that had to be made clear.