Son of Jashin (Naruto/Percy Jackson)

Chapter 25: Underwhelming Fight: Bridges and Tunnels

There was a lot of property suddenly available about Times Square, since Clair had vaporized the surrounding mile of land. Where many skyscrapers once stood, now there was nothing but scorched, flattened ground. Zia, on her back, covered in burn marks, coughed a cloud of black smoke.

The daughter of Amaterasu glowered at the daughter of Kagutsuchi. "That hot enough for you, cum rag?"

Zia coughed another black cloud. "Yep...that was hot enough..."

"And don't ever say the word 'diaper' around me again, and don't even think of ever calling me Diaper Girl. I won't let you live next time."

"Noted," Zia wheezed.

Off to the side, the smoking skeleton began to rattle and shake and spasm, and Clair watched as the skeleton glowed with red energy. She averted her eyes, and when the glow searing her eyelids faded, she opened her eyes back again and saw Percy standing there with a grin.

"That was fun! Do it again!"

"Percy, we're fighting a war. There will be plenty more opportunities for you to hurt yourself."

"Yeah, but none of them will involve Amaterasu!"

"No, but there might be Greek fire."

"Oh, that's right...but it's not as hot as your fire~!" Percy whined.

Clair patted her boyfriend on the head like he was a puppy. "It's okay, Percy. I'll immolate you later."

"Really?"

"Yes."

Percy squeed and jumped in the air, his arms splayed and his legs curled, looking very much like a cheerleader. Clair watched with a neutral face.

Walt reappeared on the scene, and helped Zia to her feet. "Told you so."

"Shut up."

Abigail materialized in a swirl of wind. "Hm, with the Empire State Building gone, can the Greeks get back down from Olympus?"

Pyro burst in, in a flash of fire, and Piper appeared next to him in a burst of speed. "They probably could," Pyro said. "Though, they'd probably splat on the ground."

Abigail raised a brow, trying to figure out what that meant, but it clicked eventually. "You mean jump...well, that's certainly one way."

"And the gods can rebuild the way if they want to," Piper said. "I think they'll be fine."

"Indeed," Haylee, the daughter of Izanami, said, appearing in a vortex. "With the gods doing battle with Typhon, and the minor gods are in hiding or fighting in the war somewhere, there's not many others up there, and with no way down, the half-bloods and Hunters can't join the battle, which means that your mother is out of harm's way," she directed that last part at Percy and Clair.

"Speaking of war somewhere," Abigail said, "shouldn't someone go help Poseidon, Jason, and the Waystation? Aren't they all under attack?"

"They are," Haylee affirmed, "but the Waystation can handle itself, and Jason will be fine, and Poseidon does need help against Oceanus. Uh, any volunteers?"

Aquario popped out of Pyro. "I'll g-g-go!"

"Water elemental," Haylee muttered, then nodded. "Alright, anyone else?"

No one raised a hand.

"Yeah, none of us can breathe underwater," Walt said, "and as strong as we are, we can only handle so much pressure. Aquario, and probably you, are literally the only ones that can go to Atlantis and fight Oceanus."