Bound by Choice @mikathesupremeoverlord
Learning the Truth

I love poking holes at the logic of the characters in this world, it's fun! Lots of child neglect and endangerment besides just the monsters...


Naruto had no idea how long he was unconscious but he was out of it for a while, something making it hard to wake up. Somewhere in the back of his mind he recognized that there was something wrong, he should have been fully awake a while before. He always healed fast, very, very fast. He knew now it was because of Kyuubi's power, but for some reason he couldn't feel the familiar burn of Kyuubi's energy to heal his body. What was rushing through his body was cold, bright but just as powerful as Kyuubi's power only it wasn't healing him as fast, but it was doing something to him that he could tell.

He could remember, no matter how vaguely, the sight of various people looking down at him every so often whenever he woke from his coma. A tall blonde man with green eyes everywhere, Mr. Brunner frowning with some fear in his eyes, and even a pretty blonde girl with angry grey eyes. He couldn't remember anyone talking to him, but everyone seemed angry with him, even the random blonde girl he had never met. It was kind of frustrating really...

When Naruto finally came around for good, there was nothing weird about his surroundings, except that they were filled with life and light that the city had lacked. It was closer to being home the he had been in months. He was sitting in a deck chair on a huge porch, gazing across a meadow at green hills in the distance. The breeze smelled like strawberries. There was a blanket over his legs, a pillow behind his neck. His chest ached something fierce, which was odd as he should have healed from that pesky wound already. On the table next to him was a tall drink. It looked like iced apple juice, with a green straw and a paper parasol stuck through a maraschino cherry.

The best part however was what was to his right... " Percy, your okay!" He stood up, ignoring the waves of weakness that threatened to overtake him. He reached over and put his arms around his friend, getting squeezed right back.

"How long have we been out of it?"

"Not a clue, but be careful and keep your wits about you. I don't want you to fight anyone while so weak."

"You don't have to fight anyone here," a familiar voice said. Grover was leaning against the porch railing, looking like he hadn't slept in a week. Under one arm, he cradled a shoe box. He was wearing blue jeans, Converse hi-tops and a bright orange T-shirt that said CAMP HALF-BLOOD. Just plain old Grover, Not the goat boy. "This is a safe place."

"You saved my life, Percy" Grover said. "I... well, the least I could do ... I went back to the hill. I thought you might want this."

Reverently, he placed the shoe box in Percy's lap.

Inside was two black-and-white bull's horns that radiated subtle power just as Percy and Grover did.

"The Minotaur," Percy said and Naruto's head whipped to him at the speed of sound.

"Urn, Percy, it isn't a good idea-"

"That's what we were attacked by, and Miss Dodds, what the hell was she?"

Grover shifted uncomfortably, but when Naruto stepped towards him threateningly, he caved. "You've been out for two days. How much do you remember?"

"My mom. Is she really ..." Percy's voice was haunted and Naruto looked to him, seeing for a moment Sasuke and Haku in his eyes.

Grover looked down.

"What happened to Sally? The last thing I remembered was being impaled by something after the car exploded." Naruto yanked his shirt up, realizing it was brighter orange then his jumpsuit, and saw no trace of scarring as per usual. "Huh, I swore I couldn't feel Kyuubi healing me... that's weird, what powers exist here that could heal me so well? Grover, is magic real in this world?"

"This world... uh yeah." Grover nodded, looking very much afraid of Naruto.

"Huh... no point hiding my power around you then." He charged Grover, lifting him by his throat and forming a rasengan in his other hand. "Why was the Minotaur after us and what happened to Sally?"

Grover let out a long bleat. "Please don't kill me, I don't know what happened to Sally, I was unconscious and-"

"NARUTO ENOUGH!" Everyone turned to see Mr. Brunner, in his typical wheel chair, looking very, very pissed. "Put the Satyr down."

Naruto dropped the annoying goat boy down, and turned to flair his chakra at Mr. Brunner. "You look more fun to me anyway, so tell me why was a Minotaur after us and why are we here. What is my Godmother and Percy's father?"

"If you had waited I would have explained, you did not have to attack poor Grover." Mr. Brunner's eyes were cold, wrathful and filled with dislike. "It's bad enough that you stole from me, threatened me and isolated Grover so he couldn't do his job, this stops now. Your being irrationally cruel."

Naruto frowned. "Perhaps I am being less then gun shy but not cruel, he lied to us like you did and that put us in more danger so no I was not being cruel. Cruel would have been breaking a leg before I threatened him. Do you put down goats for breaking limbs like you do horses, I wonder."

Brunner actually seemed to puff up, angrier and angrier with every word, only to deflate when Percy started laughing.

"Sorry, sorry." Percy said, looking amused and pissed all at once. "It's just that he's right. You lied to our faces after that monster lady attacked us. We owe you nothing, no loyalty or decency. Grover is no better, ex friend or not. I, frankly, am tired of the lies. What happened to my mom, she turned into gold light after the Minotaur choked her? Answer that honestly, and I'll start to trust you."

Brunner nodded, looking defeated. "That is metamorphosis, someone took her... she is most likely alive."

"Naruto, is he telling the truth?"

Naruto nodded, looking Brunner over closely. "I think so, yeah... he is probably withholding information but he isn't lying. That much is clear to me."

"Alright, we trust you a little bit Mr. Brunner. What's in the glass by the way?" Percy reached over and picked up the glass next to his chair. "Is it apple juice?"

"It's nectar, it will strengthen and heal you." Brunner said. "Only certain beings can consume it, besides the Gods that is. You are one of them, both of you boys are."

Naruto created a clone. "Try a sip of both." The clone obeyed him, taking a sip out of both before exploding into flames. The real Naruto cringed, feeling it's pain and tasting Ichiraku ramen before turning his wrath on a very confused Brunner.

Brunner put his hands out, stopping Naruto in his tracks. "Are your clone durable?" Naruto shook his head. "And it tasted like your favorite most comfortable food, right?" Again he nodded. " The clone wasn't strong enough to handle the nectar, but since I could sense you gather it's energy when it faded, you should have felt better. Do you feel better?"

Naruto opened his mouth to say no, but then he realized he did in fact feel much better. His head was clear and the little chakra he used felt like it was regenerating. It was pretty epic actually. "Huh... if it kills Percy I'll kill you all, am I clear?" Brunner nodded for a moment, then froze when a Naruto clone appeared and put one of the Minotaur horns to his throat, a very swift shushin being the culprit. "I will end you, both of you if it hurts Percy."

Percy, taking this as his cue, took a sip of the concoction and smiled. "Wow, I feel great. It tastes like one of my mom's chocolate chip cookies. Speaking of, when we get her back, I'll have to see if she'll make you some Naruto. Their even better that that Ramen you were telling me about."

"I doubt that but I'd love to try it. Alright, we buy you crap. What now Mr. Brunner?"

"Now you come with me, and I will introduce you to the camp director...and word to the wise Naruto, he won't tolerate you behavior. He will put you down and he is strong enough to do it."

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They must've been on the north shore of Long Island, because on this side of the house, the valley marched all the way up to the water, which glittered about a mile in the distance. Naruto was amazed with all he was seeing, for it was truly incredible. The landscape was dotted with buildings that looked like ancient Greek architecture-an open-air pavilion, an amphitheater, a circular arena-except that they all looked brand new, their white marble columns sparkling in the sun. In a nearby sandpit, a dozen high school-age kids and satyrs played volleyball. Canoes glided across a small lake. Kids in bright orange T-shirts like Grover's were chasing each other around a cluster of cabins nestled in the woods. Some shot targets at an archery range. Others rode horses down a wooded trail, and some of their horses had wings to Naruto's extreme shock.

'Their like summon animals only smaller... Can I summon Toads here? I haven't tried, which is really dumb of me... sigh.'

Down at the end of the porch, was a card table with two people. First was The blond-haired girl with the angry grey eyes and she was leaning on the porch rail. The man facing them was small, but porky. He had a red nose, big watery eyes, and curly hair so black it was almost purple. He looked utterly miserable, but clearly a drunk. Naruto felt an aura that reminded him of how he thought of Tsunade. An angry drunken gambler, though unlike her with her big heart and intelligence, this man felt like he lacked either or.

"That's Mr. D," Grover murmured. "He's the camp director. Be polite. The girl, that's Annabeth Chase. She's just a camper, but she's been here longer than just about anybody."

Naruto and Percy both sat down next to Mr. D, who looked at them both with bloodshot eyes and heaved a great sigh. "Oh, I suppose I must say it. Welcome to Camp Half-Blood. There. Now, don't expect me to be glad to see you."

"Uh, thanks." Percy said.

Naruto frowned at the man. "Lovely welcoming, really that must have taken you all day to write up." He hated people like this man, he was like Gabe only Naruto could feel an aura of immense power around him. Like Kyuubi level power, it just oozed off of him in waves. He would at least try to be respectful... he had learned the cost of disrespect from Tsunade even if he only understood the lesson with his smarter, calmer brain.

"Annabeth?" Mr. Brunner called to the blond girl.

She came forward and Mr. Brunner introduced us. "This young lady nursed you back to health, Percy. Annabeth, my dear, why don't you go check on Percy's and Naruto's bunks? We'll be putting them in cabin eleven for now."

Annabeth said, "Sure, Chiron."

She looked at Naruto with this intense, Uchiha like stare, and said, "You drool when you sleep."

Then she sprinted off down the lawn, her blond hair flying behind her.

Naruto fell into a fit of laughter. "I like her, she's funny." Done laughing, he turned to Brunner. " So, Brunner, you work at this Camp Sally was telling us about?"

"Not Mr. Brunner," the ex-Mr. Brunner said. "I'm afraid that was a pseudonym. You may call me Chiron."

"Okay." Totally confused, Percy looked at the director. "And Mr. D ... does that stand for something?"

Mr. D stopped shuffling the cards. He looked at me like I'd just belched loudly. "Young man, names are power-ful things. You don't just go around using them for no reason."

"Dionysius." They all turned to Naruto, who flushed a little. He hadn't meant to say that out loud. "Sorry, but you mentioned gods earlier and I guess part of my ADHD ridden brain was comparing the Tiger pattern stuff, your really intense aura of power and the fact that you look like your recovering from the loudest hangover ever... I get like that sometimes, sorry. It's like part of my brain is further ahead then my mouth. "

Chiron sighed. "It is fine Naruto... and despite all of the ugliness earlier I'm glad to see you alive. Both of you obviously. It's been a long time since I've made a house call to a potential camper. I'd hate to think I've wasted my time."

"House call?" Percy asked, though apparently only Naruto saw the anger in his words.

"My year at Yancy Academy, to instruct you. We have satyrs at most schools, of course, keeping a lookout. But Grover alerted me as soon as he met you. He sensed you were something special, so I decided to come upstate. I convinced the other Latin teacher to ... ah, take a leave of absence. Then, when he met Naruto, he realized that there was a real rarity, two powerful children in one school. I had no choice but to act."

"You came to Yancy just to teach us?" Percy asked.

Chiron nodded. "Honestly, I wasn't sure about you at first. We contacted your mother, let her know we were keeping an eye on you in case you were ready for Camp Half-Blood. But you still had so much to learn. Nevertheless, you made it here alive, and that's always the first test."

"Test... really, you were testing us? We are kids, Percy had no training. I at least have training, testing him through survival is just cruel and sadistic." Naruto growled at the other man, getting a flinch from Grover and Chiron both. "That is inexcusable." It reminded Naruto of the Chunin exams, and how cruel he had realized they were. Especially with how Kakashi had done it, with barely trained Genin who just weren't ready.

Chiron sighed. "I can see why you would think that..."

"Grover," Mr. D said impatiently, "are you playing or not?"

"Yes, sir!" Grover trembled as he took the fifth chair.

"You do know how to play pinochle?" Mr. D eyed them suspiciously.

"I'm afraid not," Percy said, as did Naruto.

"I'm afraid not, sir," he said.

"Sir,"

"Well," he said, "it is, along with gladiator fighting and Pac-Man, one of the greatest games ever invented by humans. I would expect all civilized young men to know the rules."

"I'm sure the boys can learn," Chiron said.

"Please," Percy said, little respect in his tone, "what is this place? What am I doing here? Mr. Brun-Chiron-why would you go to Yancy Academy just to teach us?"

Mr. D snorted. "I asked the same question."

The camp director dealt the cards. Grover flinched every time one landed in his pile.

Chiron smiled at me sympathetically at Percy. "Percy," he said. "Did your mother tell you nothing?'

"She said ...She told me she was afraid to send me here, even though my father had wanted her to. She said that once I was here, I probably couldn't leave. She wanted to keep me close to her."

"Typical," Mr. D said. "That's how they usually get killed."Naruto was getting ready to clock the man. "Young men, are you bidding or not?"

"What?" Naruto and Percy asked.

He explained, impatiently, how you bid in pinochle, and so they did.

"I'm afraid there's too much to tell," Chiron said. "I'm afraid our usual orientation film won't be sufficient."

"Orientation film?" Percy asked.

"No," Chiron decided. "Well, Percy. You know your friend Grover is a satyr. You know"-he pointed to the horn in the shoe box-"that you have killed the Minotaur. No small feat, either, lad. You know that Naruto had a variety of interesting powers. What you may not know is that great powers are at work in your life. Gods-the forces you call the Greek gods-are very much alive."

Oh, a royal marriage. Trick! Trick!" Dionysius suddenly yelled a he cackled as he tallied up his points.

"Mr. D," Grover asked timidly, "if you're not going to eat it, could I have your Diet Coke can?"

"Eh? Oh, all right."

Grover bit a huge shard out of the empty aluminum can and chewed it mournfully.

To the shock of Chiron, but not Naruto, Percy nodded. "Alright, I am not that shocked. I mean Naruto had a giant, Immortal Fox made of energy in his belly that could level New York city in a few minutes. Why would I be shocked that there are gods."

Both men, even the God next to him, went pale. Chiron whispered. "What?"

Naruto cackled. "Oh you don't know? I have Kyuubi in my belly, the Fourth Hokage Sealed it inside of me at birth. He feels as strong as this one. " He pointed to a still pale Dionysius, who actually looked confused. "... stronger even, so I am not too afraid of the gods. They'd had to fight him and I can't imagine that would be too easy since you don't have chakra in this world to form seals."

"Wait that makes no sense, I have felt the Kyuubi's power." Mr. D said. " It was easily as strong as my father at it's peak and I am far weaker then my father, so there is no way you have the beast or at least all of it."

"Huh... I'll have to look into that... makes sense though, my scrolls on chakra coils taught me a lot. As a baby I probably couldn't handle the full power of Kyuubi or something. Or the Fourth had his own reasons for splitting it. I'll ask my god mom later."

Looking utterly stunned, Mr. D waved his hand and a goblet appeared on the table, as if the sunlight had bent, momentarily, and woven the air into glass. The goblet filled itself with red wine.

Chiron hardly looked up. w"Mr. D," he warned, "your restrictions."

Mr. D looked at the wine, then sighed and looked skywards. "I just found out the strongest of the Bjuu, beasts equal to us in strength but unkillable... has entered our world through a Jinchuuriki. I think I am entitled to a single glass." There was a rush of thunder that faded away. " Thank you, Father, I won't waste it."

Chiron winked. "Mr. D offended his father a while back, took a fancy to a wood nymph who had been declared off-limits."

'Sounds like a child of Zeus.'

"Yes," Mr. D confessed. "Father loves to punish me. The first time, Prohibition. Ghastly! Absolutely horrid ten years! The second time-well, she really was pretty, and I couldn't stay away-the second time, he sent me here. Half-Blood Hill. Summer camp for brats like you. 'Be a better influence,' he told me. 'Work with youths rather than tear-ing them down.' Ha.' Absolutely unfair." Mr. D sounded about six years old, like a pouting little kid.

And yet Naruto felt bad for him, here he was an all powerful god being yanked around by the worlds biggest manchild... it was sort of insulting... all for no real reason too.

He turned back to his card game. "I believe I win."

"Not quite, Mr. D," Chiron said. He set down a straight, tallied the points, and said, "The game goes to me."

"Sorry boys, but the game, like most, is mine." Naruto put down his cards, and watched as the immortals tallied up his score. Both men sighed and Naruto turned and winked to Percy. Percy knew that Naruto never lost at gambling games.

Mr. D got up, and Grover rose, too.

"I'm tired," Mr. D said. "I believe I'll take a nap before the sing-along tonight. But first, Grover, we need to talk, again, about your less-than-perfect performance on this assignment."

Grover's face beaded with sweat. "Y-yes, sir."

Mr. D turned to them "Cabin eleven, Percy Jackson. Naruto Uzumaki. And mind your manners."

He swept into the farmhouse, Grover following miser-ably.

"Will Grover be okay?" Percy asked Chiron.

Chiron nodded, though he looked a bit troubled. "Old Dionysus isn't really mad. He just hates his job. He's been ... ah, grounded, I guess you would say, and he can't stand waiting another century before he's allowed to go back to Olympus."

"Mount Olympus," Percy said, though Naruto was deeply curious as well. "You're telling me there really is a palace there?"

"Well now, there's Mount Olympus in Greece. And then there's the home of the gods, the convergence point of their powers, which did indeed used to be on Mount Olympus. It's still called Mount Olympus, out of respect to the old ways, but the palace moves, Percy, just as the gods do."

"You mean the Greek gods are here? Like ... in America?"

"Well, certainly. The gods move with the heart of the West."

"The what?"

"Come now, Percy. What you call 'Western civilization.' Do you think it's just an abstract concept? No, it's a living force. A collective consciousness that has burned bright for thousands of years. The gods are part of it. You might even say they are the source of it, or at least, they are tied so tightly to it that they couldn't possibly fade, not unless all of Western civilization were obliterated. The fire started in Greece. Then, as you well know-or as I hope you know, since you passed my course-the heart of the fire moved to Rome, and so did the gods. Oh, different names, perhaps-Jupiter for Zeus, Venus for Aphrodite, and so on-but the same forces, the same gods."

"And then what happened?"

The gods simply moved, to Germany, to France, to Spain, for a while. Wherever the flame was brightest, the gods were there. They spent several centuries in England. All you need to do is look at the archi-tecture. People do not forget the gods. Every place they've ruled, for the last three thousand years, you can see them in paintings, in statues, on the most important buildings. And yes, Percy, of course they are now in your United States. Look at your symbol, the eagle of Zeus. Look at the statue of Prometheus in Rockefeller Center, the Greek facades of your government buildings in Washington. I defy you to find any American city where the Olympians are not promi-nently displayed in multiple places. Like it or not-and believe me, plenty of people weren't very fond of Rome, eitherAmerica is now the heart of the flame. It is the great power of the West. And so Olympus is here. And we are here."

Naruto leaned forward, amazed and curious. "And you are? Are you the real Chiron?"

Chiron smiled. He shifted his weight as if he were going to get up out of his wheelchair.

"Yes, that is my name." he mused. "Now we should get you both a bunk in cabin eleven. There will be new friends to meet. And plenty of time for lessons tomorrow. Besides, there will be s'mores at the campfire tonight, and I simply adore chocolate."

And then he did rise from his wheelchair. But there was something odd about the way he did it. His blanket fell away from his legs, but the legs didn't move. His waist kept getting longer, rising above his belt. At first, I thought he was wearing very long, white velvet underwear, but as he kept rising out of the chair, taller than any man, I realized that the velvet underwear wasn't underwear; it was the front of an animal, muscle and sinew under coarse white fur. And the wheelchair wasn't a chair. It was some kind of container, an enormous box on wheels, and it must've been magic, because there's no way it could've held all of him. A leg came out, long and knobby-kneed, with a huge polished hoof. Then another front leg, then hindquarters, and then the box was empty, nothing but a metal shell with a couple of fake human legs attached.

Naruto gaped in amazement, even for him this was amazing, as where Chiron's lower body should have been was a huge white stallion.

"What a relief," the centaur said. "I'd been cooped up in there so long, my fetlocks had fallen asleep. Now, come, Percy Jackson, Naruto Uzumaki. Let's meet the other campers."

It was only then that Naruto realized he hadn't had the answers he had asked for. He still had no idea who his mother or Percy's father was... but now that he knew gods existed, he had a good idea...


Chapter end, this was a long one.

Fun though...

Love, your Ninja Overlord,

Mika.

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