Son of Jashin (Naruto/Percy Jackson)

Chapter 12: Farce of a Bout'

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"You know, I really hope that transportation shit Artemis was talking about gets here soon."

"Why?"

"Well, Annabeth, considering that everything within 350 miles was literally just flattened, I suspect that the fucking ocean is on its way here to fill in the giant ass bowl I just made."

The Greeks suddenly all paled, but Clair just rolled those red eyes of her. "Please, if the ocean gets that close to us, I'll just make a wall of Amaterasu and let it burn the water away. Simple as that."

"You can burn away an ocean?"

"Yes, Grover. I burned away half of Kansas."

"That was you!?"

"Ouch. Keep your voice down, dammit. I have super-hearing, remember? But yeah, that was me."

"Why?"

"I was bored. Needed something to keep me entertained."

"So you torch almost an eighth of a state away!?"

"Yeah. What do you do when you get bored?"

"Sacrifice people to my dad and sell organs on the black market."

"Not you, Percy. I was talking to Grover."

"Well, um, I try out new songs on my pipes to see what kind of magic they can do."

"Oh. Is there any limit to what you can do?"

"Theoretically, no. Every song is supposed to do something different, and so long as Lord Apollo lets the music flow, there should always be new magic to use. Personally though, the biggest thing I can do is make trees grow really fast."

"Cooooool. Reminds of that fucking guy from Naruto. Wasn't his name, like, Rash-a-Mama Send You, or some other dumb shit?"

Clair sighed exasperatedly, while the Greeks either looked confused or snickered at the weird name. "Percy. It's that guy you're talking about is Hashirama Senju, the reincarnation of Ashura Otsutsuki, one of the powerful shinobi to ever grace that entire dimension."

"Oh, yeah. That guy."

Everyone fell back into silence, waiting for whatever transport that due to arrive...to arrive. However, while Percy didn't have ADHD in the traditional sense of Greeks and Romans, he did have trouble keeping still, and keeping himself entertained. There was also a question that had been nagging at him ever since Maine when he first met a certain daughter of Zeus.

"Hey, Thalia. Your last name isn't Grace, is it?"

Electric blue eyes widened slightly. "Why do you need to know?"

"Because I met this one kid a few years back, blonde, same eyes as yours, and this cute little scar on his lip, called himself Jason Grace-wah!"

Thalia's arm snapped out so fast, that Clair barely saw the movement. The daughter of Zeus gripped Percy's fur collar and yanked him close to her face...for the second time that night. She didn't care though, because the last time she heard anything about Jason Grace was years ago when he had supposedly died. Naturally, like any good big sister, she wanted some fucking answers over why this psychotic pre-teen had just described her deceased sibling in near-perfect detail.

"Έναρξη. Μιλάμε."

Thalia was so pissed that she didn't even realize that she had slipped into Ancient Greek. What she had said was 'start talking,' but Percy didn't speak Greek. He spoke English and Japanese with equal skill. So he was understandably confused, as was Clair, while the rest of the Greeks were confused over what had set Thalia off. Except for Zoё.