Heroes Reborn

Ch. 1 Rebirth

I do not own Percy Jackson or Wolverine

Rick Riordan and Marvel/Hugh Jackman do.

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This is a rebirth tale. I felt that Wolverine being reborn as Percy Jackson with his healing powers, enhanced senses, Adamantium skeleton and Claws enhanced to allow him to grow as he normally would until his mutant powers matured, and enable Percy Jackson to be stronger a bit in the beginning and show that he was no pushover, plus it would totally be cool to see Wolverine as Percy Jackson, Demi-God, The best there at what he does, but what he does best, isn't very nice. So on with the story.

Ch. 1 Rebirth

My name is Wolverine. I'm the best there is at what I do. But what I do best, isn't very nice. At least that's what I used to tell myself all those years ago. The worlds changed since my time. Everyone I ever knew is gone. The only one still kicking is the Hulk. Banner died within him a long time ago. Now the Hulk is a shell of it's former self, walking around, moving from place to place without a purpose. Just like me. Of course there is the Gods of Asgard, Olympus, and other so called Gods and Deities that come and go, they keep me company every now and then.

Thor is King of Asgard, Sif by his side. No surprise there. Then there is Hercules, Son of Zeus, but he and I don't see eye to eye. The Asgardians have offered me a place on Asgard many times seeing that I'm the only hero still wandering this little mud-ball of a planet. But I declined. Like Thor, I was born of the Earth, and I'll die here. I'm just still trying to figure out how to die.

The Earth has changed in the last thousand years, it's all too much like what you would see in Star Trek or any future tech series on television. Too much tech. Mutants and Aliens have long been excepted here as well as meta-humans. All those times trying to be the heroes the world needed while fighting against the racism and bigotry, all those time we tried to make a difference and it finally paid off.

But the world has passed me by. Had a clone once that I adopted as my daughter. Laura Kinney nee Howlett, but she didn't last as time took her from me. I buried her amongst the other X-Men, where she belonged. She was my last link to this world. Now I'm alone. And now I have nothing tying me here. I'm ready to pass on. Too bad the Gods and Fate think otherwise. Too bad for me that is, and I never knew it was coming.

I live in the wilderness of Canada, my home. I live in a Log Cabin in the middle of nowhere, where I was born, and where I'll die. I was just finishing up a wooden fence post around my home when a familiar breeze picked up as I saw the beginnings of a funnel cloud in the sky. Thors' coming. Who cares. I turn back to my work as a flash of light and a sound of thunder signaling the Bifrost Bridge opening and depositing it's passenger.

"Hello Logan, it's been awhile."

"Thor!" I acknowledge without turning around as I hit the last post securing the fence with my mallet.

"How have you been old friend?"

"I'm alive unfortunately." I turn around and lean against the post, and place the mallet next to me. Taking a cigar out of one of my back pockets, I light up and take a drag. Exhaling I ask the obvious question, "What do you want Thor? Still trying to get me to join you. Forget it."

Thor in Earth based attire isn't new. He does it when he visits every so often. Today is a long sleeve tan colored turtle neck, blue jeans, and industrial boots. "No, not this time. But I am here to give you something Logan, because it's not just me who giving you a way out, and after today, it may be for the best.

"What the hell you talking about Blondie?", Something doesn't sit right with this, I can smell it.

"The Gods of Asgard and Olympus have spoken with the Fates. Your the last of us Logan. They feel that your in need of a new purpose. The Hulk is gone. He was reduced to ashes and scattered into the heavens to be at peace. But you, you're being given a new life in a new world. You will retain your memories, healing abilities, enhanced senses, claws, and eventually your adamantium."

"Now look here Bub, if you think I'm gonna let you just dictate my life like you..."

"This wasn't my choice old friend. When you leave, this world will end. The Gods of all pantheons are fading and being reborn in newer realities as we speak Logan. Those of us within the pantheons who fought beside you, thought you deserved to live a new life in a new reality that we may or may not follow."

Leaning back against the fence with my cigar in my mouth, I say, "Screw the Fates, since when did they ever care about any of us? Why me, why now?"

"This worlds time is done Logan. Plus they say that where your going, you will be needed. You will retain your memories of your past life, it allowed the Fates to decide how to proceed. As I said, everything you already possess as in powers will be going with you. Who knows, you may even run into myself when I'm reborn wherever they send you and maybe a few other familiar faces."

"What will I be facing since I'm needed there?" I sneer. I knew this was a setup, at least if he can tell me more, I might be more open to the idea. Always been open to some action which I haven't had in a long time.

"Monsters and other things that used to excite you Logan." He chuckles as he leans against the post next to me arms folded. "So, have you decided if your ready, old friend?"

Awe, what the hell, sounds like it could be fun. Haven't killed anything in a good while, and killing monsters is right up my alley. Turning my head to look at him, I smirk, "Sounds like fun."

The last thing I see is a sad smile on the face of the Odinson as a flash of light claims me before I could protest. I wasn't even allowed to say goodbye. DAMN IT, I hate the Fates.

When I next awaken, I see the face of a beautiful brown hair and blue eyed woman holding me and making cooing sounds...wait cooing sounds? Getting my bearings, I realize what happened as I look my apparent new mother up and down as she lying in a medical bed holding me as a newborn baby. I hate the Fates. Thor must be laughing this up, as well as everyone else I knew. When I see Thor next time, I'm gonna kick his ass, stupid bastard.

End of Wolverines POV

The years pass relatively fast as Percy Jackson formerly known as Logan/Wolverine was a quiet child. He was also very protective of Sally Jackson. He made his displeasure known when she married the fat smelly ass Gabe Ugliano by giving Gabe dirty looks every time he was around. When Percy was eight years old, his mutant gifts and claws returned minus the adamantium. "Thor did say that I would eventually get that back as well." he thought to himself when his bone claws emerged once more. He once more had his enhanced senses and healing abilities. "Time to tell mom about this."

So one day, Percy was able to have Sally take him somewhere private where they could talk since Gabe was gambling with his friends once again. Did the fat bastard have any respect for a womans, in this case his mothers apartment?

Taking him to a park that was currently empty, Percy sat her down where they couldn't be seen very easily and began to reveal everything. He told her of his past life, as an X-Man, an Avenger, as a mutant, a Superhero, everything.

When she had a skeptical look, he popped his bone claws in front of her and she became convinced. He had been for some time training his body to stay in shape and with his mutant heritage back in full swing, he would undoubtedly grow big again, even if he was a kid. He told her that when his body finished maturing that his metal that coated his bones and claws would return and that he would do everything he could to protect her, no matter what.

She smiled and embraced her son. He then told her his true feelings about Gabe and ensured her he could protect her without Gabe around. Since Percy/ Logan was honest with her, she would be honest with him and told him about Poseidon. She revealed everything about this world and about the Gods, about the pact between the big three, and the monsters who hunted the Demi-Gods and sometimes their parents just to get to the Demi-Gods. Percy then swore he would kill whatever monster that dared come anywhere near Sally Jackson, and seeing the fierce resolved look in her sons face, she did not doubt that he would.

So Sally and Percy planned. Sally would divorce Gabe and force him out and go to the courts for a restraining order. She then would go to a bank and get a loan to open a small bakery store business that was sure to make good money with what she had in mind.

Percy would continue training while growing and try to keep out of trouble at school. He eventually ran into several monsters that smelled his godly blood, but at the end of day, he would stand victorious while sending the last monster to Tartarus, he sent it with a warning not to seek him or his mother out ever again and to pass the message on to it's friends with the promise of pain should they ignore his threat. When he sent it off to Tartarus, he returned home to Sally with his clothes torn but he was relatively unscathed due to his enhanced healing abilities. She fussed over him, but had a set of clothes ready.

Two years had passed since they enacted their plan, and it worked like a charm. Sally was very popular amongst the community with her shop. She and Percy opened a Bakery shop like they planned that made cakes, cookies, muffins, pies, and other variety of baked foods as well as various coffees when it received more customers than they thought possible. It was a popular spot that eventually called out to some within the Demi-God community as Percys' sense of smell could tell human from Demi-God seeing he's dealt with Demi-Gods before and knew what to look or smell for. As they had an apartment upstairs, everything was fine until Percy met Grover Underwood, then everything changed.

It was as the store was closing one night when Percy who was sweeping the floor of the shop smelt goat as a boy on crutches walked in on crutches and stared at Percy for a moment. Percy sent a look to his mother who nodded as the goat-boy introduced himself with a smile. "Hi, I'm Grover. This place smells nice, looks great too." He was gonna say more when Percy held up his left hand.

Looking back at Sally, "Mom, gonna talk to this guy outside real quick. Be right back." She smiled and nodded in understanding again.

When Percy dragged the poor guy outside and around the shop, he grabbed the crutches from the now scared kid and started interrogating him. "Who are you Goat-boy? What do you want?" He demanded as he crossed his arms, one which held both crutches.

Grover paled and began to sweat, "Wha..What do you mean goat-boy? My names Gr...Grover. Grover U...Underwood."

"Stow it, you're a Satyr." Sniffing the air surrounding the Satyr, Percy/Logan could smell it on him. He'd known a Satyr before. Good for a laugh and didn't mind a good Cigar.

"How did you know?" he asked clearly scared now.

Percy tapped his nose while smirking. "Chiron sent you, didn't he?"

You know of Chiron?

"I'm a Demi-God, I make it my business to know these things. My mother had nothing to hide from me by telling me exactly who and what I am, who my father is. I studied everything there was to learn on Greek Mythology. So it's only fair to assume Chiron still lives."

Grover hung his head and explained how he was sent to befriend Percy and how eventually Chiron himself would come later in the future to see Percy for himself. "Hmph, you go tell Chiron, that if he wants to check up on me, to come and see me himself. Not to send a Satyr to do his job."

Looking at the saddened Satyr, he wrapped an arm around shoulder and handed him his crutches back. "Come on, let me get you some food and a coffee. Mom will most likely send you back with a care package for both you and Chiron."

That was the beginning of a solid friendship as a few days later, Chiron in a magical wheel-chair and Grover arrived during a slow time. Sally had hired a few hands as business was getting better. When Grover returned and with a man in a wheel-chair, she and Percy who had just walked in from school met up with the Satyr and Centaur and directed them to a private room used for personal and private meetings. She brought a fresh pot of coffee, some muffins and cookies and Percy brought the mugs as they all sat down as Sally closed the glass door in the meeting room so she could watch her workers, but not before Percy had to clear out a chair for Chiron to maneuver in.

"So, you must be Chiron. I'm Sally Jackson, and this is my son Percy. Have some snacks and coffee."

"Thank you dear girl." Chiron said as he helped himself along with Grover who greatly enjoyed the snack and coffee. "So Sally, Percy, Grover tells me you knew of us and myself included and felt I was still alive. Does that mean you know who your Godly parent is as well?

Percy grunted and nodded as he sipped his coffee. Sally then explained how she met Percys' father and the events that ended up in Percy being conceived. Percy knew it by heart so it didn't bother him to hear it again. Chiron then explained there was a place for Demi-Gods where they could train in their Demi-God abilities and Sally had informed her she knew where it was and promised to send Percy when he and she felt that he was ready.

Something Chiron understood. Forty-five minutes later, after exchanging niceties, contact information, and inviting them over as much as they wanted, Sally had Percy gather a box of muffins and a pie to take with them. Chiron promised to keep in touch and Percy insisted Grover hang out more often.

When they left, Sally looked to her son and asked if he was alright. "Time will tell mom. Somethings coming. I don't know what. Whatever it is, the world won't be safe from it. We need to be ready."

Nodding, they went to back to work, letting the future be just that, the future, as they put it to the back of their minds as they went back to work enjoying one anothers' company as a mother-son team of Bakers.

Major points to whoever can guess the name of the Satyr that Wolverine is friends with during the Infinity Gaunlet series. Let me know what you guys think.