In a pure white space lie the unconscious bodies of the Olympians, the Greek gods of legend, and one teenage boy. This boy was Percy Jackson, future hero of Olympus, bane of the Minotaur, retriever of the lightning bolt, reclaimer of the Golden Fleece, slayer of Polyphemus, bane of titans, bearer of the sky and many more title that need not be said. Next to him was Annabeth chase, architect of Olympus, daughter of Athena, lover of Perseus Jackson and all around wise girl.

As the living myths continued to sleep orbs of light gathered together to form a figure. This figure was a handsome man seemingly in his late teens with blue slitted eyes, silver hair and wearing a steel grey long coat marked by a tribal sun crescent moon mark in between the shoulder blades, a tight black shirt showing off his body, tan cargo pants, black boots, pauldrons on his shoulders, grieves, and a strange set of gauntlets. The gauntlets were made from four plates each one having a purple gem embedded in them, the upper most plate has a sharp extension coming off the elbow and ends in a point as it covers the next plate, each one doing so until the 4th plate that covers the back of the hands which was squared off. The rest was a fingerless glove with sharp, claw like tips covering the ends of the fingers. Across his back were two longswords.

The man stood there and waited for a few moments before a rather annoyed expression came over his face.

"Tch, I know I knocked them out but they should have awoken by now, especially these almightyGreek gods" he said, his disdain completely obvious. The man raised his hands and somehow loudly snapped his fingers causing a golden shockwave to tear across the room awakening the slumbering Greeks.

"What's going on!?"

"Huh?"

"This is not the throne room!"

Soon the Greeks noticed each other, what they did not notice however was the man currently face palming nearby.

Percy and his father shared no words they just embraced and began to cry tears of joy. As this spectacle went on the man continued to watch and finally decided it was time to interrupt this spectacle.

"Ahem! If your all quite done now we have things to discuss." He said causing the Greeks to stop their reunion and focus on him. Needless to say they finally remembered where they were and reacted terribly.

"Who are you mortal and where are we?! Answer me or die" Zeus bellowed with all the authority he could muster.

"First off, you have no power over me. Second off I'm the one in control here. As for who I am, I am Mithril Argent an agent of the almighty ones known only as the creators, specifically Zenaku-sama."

" how dare you!" Zeus shouted attempting to raise his bolt to smite the insignificant mortal in front of him claiming to work for a power higher than the gods, only to find that it was gone.

"What?! How dare you steal the master bolt! Return it to me at once and I might not send you to Tartarus." As the king of Olympus began to rage the other Olympians soon noticed that they too had lost their symbols of power; Mithril on the other hand was not amused.

"Alright that's enough of that," he said, eyes narrowing as an aura of silver exploded off him throwing the Greeks to the floor from the pressure. Only the big three were able to resist to any degree being that they were only on their knees. After a few moments he released the pressure and the Greeks stood, Zeus opening his mouth to say something only to be interrupted by Mithril shooting forward in a streak of light and lifting him off the ground by his face with a single hand.

"I'm not a patient person Zeus, matter of fact, I'm sending you all away for now you'll find out after I'm done with Perseus and Annabeth, or when you become relevant." Mithril then threw Zeus at the feet of his brother and the Greek gods disappeared.

"Zenaku-sama feels it's time the gods get a wakeup call. There are many beings in the multiverse, you all are just specks, and there are hundreds if not thousands of copies of you, so after consulting with his fellow creator he has decided to show you one of your worlds. This world is not a normal world, it is one that is so closely connected to another section of the multiverse that it has bled through and become something those aware of the multiverse call a crossover." With that said he snapped his fingers and the room transformed; chairs, a table, bathroom, fridge, and large 80" TV rose out of the floor, white flowing away like water.

"Whoa! So cool!"

"Man, what else can you do?" came the excited reply of Percy and the ever curious Annabeth.

"This." Was all Mithril said, gesturing to the table causing blue cookies, nectar, ambrosia, and many other foods to appear in a flash of light.

"Mom's blue cookies!" Percy exclaimed as he began to tear into them. "Man they even taste like them!"

" now that your all accommodated, take a seat, it's time to read this," Mithril says holding up a black book with a single red cloud on the front labeled the backup plan causing Annabeth's eyes to light up in interest.

"Annabeth you're the first to read it since you're the "wise one" and enjoy reading, no one can skip, and no one can read out of turn. As you read it the images will appear on the screen." He throws the book to her and disappears in a flash of light.

"Interesting," was all she said as she opened the book.

"Prologue: beginning of a legend…"

Hospital in Manhattan

August 18, 1993

12:00 A.M.

Sally Jackson lie in a hospital bed, exhausted after giving birth to twins.

"Wait I have a twin?" Percy asked.

She had carried her children by herself for nine months after meeting him at the Montauk Beach. The most breath-taking man any woman would ever lay eyes on. Then again, being a god, gives one certain aesthetic properties. Tall, tanned, muscled, and unnatural sea-green eyes, Poseidon were quite the specimen for young Sally Jackson. And the trident he was holding also helped. After meeting at the beach, the two started seeing each other more and more frequently, falling deeper in love than what was allowed for a divine entity and a mortal.

Percy began to make fake gagging noises, Annabeth just rolled her eyes with a smile at her boyfriend's childishness.

After spending the summer with the Sea God, their children were conceived. Persephone, the eldest by six minutes, and her younger brother, Perseus, were absolutely beautiful in their mother and father's world. Lightly tanned skin, tufts of raven black hair, and their father's sea green eyes, the newborns were perfect.

Sally held her daughter as her son was taken away by the doctors to make sure everything checked out alright, but despite the new mother's overwhelming happiness, one being even more powerful than Poseidon…was not as ecstatic.

"Oh that's never good" once again Percy

"No its not, who but the primordials could be more powerful than the gods"

The nurse checking on young Perseus suddenly froze, her eyes going blank, before she walked out of the room. She walked back to the room where Sally was holding her daughter and said to her, "I'm sorry, Ms. Jackson. There were complications with your sons lungs, blood was leaking into his trachea. There was nothing we could do." Sally, upon hearing that her son had just died, broke down into tears, her heart shattered. Persephone, with her young mind, seeing this person she recognized as mommy start crying, began wailing. The nurse prepped a sedative for the crying woman and injected the needle into Sally's IV. She was out in seconds. After Sally was asleep, the nurse took the crying infant and calmed her down, then took her to a room where she could be watched and looked after until Sally was ready to leave.

Percy frowned, "mom…"

Back in Perseus's check-up room

12:12 A.M.

While the nurse was under the influence of the Mist, a magical barrier that prevents the mortal world from seeing the Mythological one and, when used by demigods and gods alike, a hypnotizing force capable of distorting reality itself, a woman walked out of the shadows of the room. The woman wore a black dress reaching down to the back of her calves. Her hair was done in a high ponytail with a golden clip. Her eyes were the color of the night sky, her face was regal, high cheek bones, supple lips with red lipstick, and perfect make up. She walked to Percy's crib and gazed down at the infant. Percy's eyes fluttered open and he reached up to the woman, gurgling incomprehensible baby babble. The woman smiled and picked the baby and held him close. As Percy settled down in her arms and fell asleep, her smile turned into a frown. "Your father was a fool," she said, her voice was soft, yet held an undertone of absolute power, "He swore on my name to never have demigod children again and now he's sired twins. As he is a god, I cannot harm him directly, but I can still punish him.

"I'm sorry young one. You didn't ask for this life, or the Hell you are about to endure, but you are fated for great things. In this world…and another."

Without further ado, the woman walked back into the shadows taking Perseus with her.

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Tokyo, Japan

Tokyo Tower, Special Observatory

1:12 P.M.

"Tokyo? Why Tokyo?" Annabeth frowned beginning to think.

The Tokyo Tower, second tallest man-made structure in Japan, built in 1958 to mirror the Eiffel Tower, serve as a Japanese symbol of industrialization, and to bring in money as a tourist attraction and an antenna leasing structure, was about to bear witness to an unprecedented transaction between pantheons.

"By the gods…" Percy was shocked, he never thought it was possible that another pantheon of gods existed.

Annabeth bit her lip in thought, "we've got to finish this book fast Percy, we have to report this to the Olympians. To think, that something of this magnitude would be revealed already."

The woman walked out of the shadows cast by the afternoon sun in Tokyo. The typically crowded tower was empty except for one man dressed in a black kimono and a haori depicting an ocean during a violent storm, complete with crashing waves, thunderclouds, and lightning. The scary part was that the designs were moving. Using the Mist to prevent people from entering was child's play for these beings.

Sensing the arrival of the black-clad deity, the man turned around and revealed his face of Asian descent, but it was eyes that drew your attention. The iris and sclera were both purple, with concentric rings surrounding the pupil.

"Freaky eyes" Percy said

The Rinnegan.

"Rinnegan? What IS that?" Annabeth muttered before continuing to read.

"I was beginning to think you were going to back out," his voice was deep and rich, and had a slight echo to it, displaying his immense power.

"Do not patronize me, Susanoo. You felt my power even in New York. Besides, I'm well aware of the deal we made. And I do not break my word," her tone was one of offence, taking the stab at her honor very personally, the shadows writhing in response to her ire.

The Shinto storm god grimaced as pain rolled over his body. But as quick as it came, it was gone. "My apologies, Lady Styx, but your pantheon has proved on more than one occasion to struggle with keeping their word. But enough of this banter, let me see the child."

"Hey! I can totally keep my promises" Percy shouted indignantly

"Oh shut up seaweed brain. One they can't hear you and two shouldn't you be more worried about the deal being made?" Annabeth rolled her eyes again.

"Don't tell me it doesn't bother you too wise girl, your flaw is hubris."

"It is not,"

Percy just smirked as Annabeth realized her blunder.

"I walked into that one didn't I?"

Percy just nodded, the same stupid smirk on his face.

Despite still being miffed at Susanoo's previous words, the goddess of the River Styx complied with god's request. Susanoo looked at the child with a calculating yet sorrowed look. Percy, awakening to the sudden movement, looked at the strange man with curious eyes. Susanoo gained a small smile on his face. Percy reacted by sticking his arms up at the god. Susanoo pointed his finger in Percy's face and the demigod grabbed the digit with surprising strength for a baby.

"A firm grip, he will grow to be very powerful in his life," Susanoo commented.

"He will have to be, for his sake…and ours," Styx's solemn tone made a glint appear in Susanoo's purple eyes. "Agreed, so enough of this small talk, it's time for business."

Holding Percy in his right arm, he held his left his left hand toward the sky and narrowed his eyes at the sun. Immediately, a small black cloud with lightning dancing around it formed. The thundercloud grew inconceivably fast, blotting out the sun and covering the sky for leagues. Lightning exploded across the sky, hundreds of bolts flashing in and out of existence in microseconds, the amount of thunder that boomed was almost deafening. Winds roared across the city, rain flooding from the sky. Mortals across the world would remember this event as the freak-storm of the century.

It took all of her experience not to stare in awe at the power of the Shinto God of Storms.

"That's where I'd heard the name Susanoo!" Annabeth suddenly exclaimed.

"What?" Percy asked raising an eyebrow at his girlfriend's randomness.

Annabeth blushed as she realized she blurted that out.

"You okay wise girl?" he asked,

"I'm fine seaweed brain" she quickly answered. In response he just shrugged his shoulders.

Percy, however, began to cry at the exposure to the massive amount of divine and atmospheric power. The river goddess' maternal instincts kicked in and she took the wailing infant into her arms and slowly calmed him down. Susanoo gazed at Styx with an unreadable expression, "You care for him?" His tone was questioning.

Styx looked at him, "No, not entirely. He is the result of a broken oath-

"So is the girl," Susanoo's words were like ice.

Styx froze at his interjection and gazed at the now sleeping newborn. "He has a strength that his sister does not. If we chose her, this," Styx struggled to find the right word, "transaction, would have failed for both of us." Her face was set in stone, and her eyes gazed at Susanoo, challenging him.

Here Percy frowned again. 'She may not be my sister here but she's still my sister, they don't have to be so harsh'

The Storm God chuckled, the thunder outside seemed to reverberate in sync with the sound. "I did not come here to fight you, Lady Styx. Now, to complete the transaction, as you put it." Styx looked reluctant for just a second before she held Percy outstretched to the Shinto deity, his bear stomach exposed.

Susanoo raised his left hand and it was engulfed in red fire. He raised his right hand and it was engulfed in blue fire. The Rinnegan glowed with absolute power as he clapped his hands together, the flames combining into dark purple. With a voice that could command Zeus himself, he intoned: "Banbatsu Sozo."

The fire surged around Percy, enveloping him in its empowering embrace. Percy squirmed in Styx's outstretched arms, the goddess holding on tightly to make sure he didn't fall, as a warm feeling moved across and inside his body. He gurgled happily at the strange feeling.

"What's he doing?" Percy asked.

"How would I know" Annabeth asked a little annoyed at the dumb question.

"Oh so there's something wise girl doesn't know. What will the people think when they find out it was all a sham" he said singsong. Annabeth rolled her eyes again.

"Oh no~ whatever shall I do" she drawled, sarcasm thick in her voice

Susanoo's eyes narrowed slightly as the purple flames around his hands gained a sea-green tint. 'He's subconsciously drawing out my own chakra.' The tint moved down the stream of fire and into the fire engulfing Percy. A few seconds later, the fire surrounding Susanoo left his hands and was absorbed into the demigod. Said baby had a faint sea-green glow around him before it too receded into his tiny body. His eyes shot open and revealed something unbelievably frightening: surrounding his pupil was the symbol for the Greek Omega, for the end. He quickly fell asleep afterwards.

"It is done," Susanoo's words had an air of satisfaction to them. "I have created his chakra network, and added a bit of my own personal touch to it as well. You could say I've given him my blessing, making him my champion in a way."

"Isn't that the stuff monks talk about, that you're supposed to balance and all that jazz?"

"Usually, but I don't think that's what this is seaweed brain"

"You sound proud of that," The goddess's words were condescending.

"Of course," the god's voice was boisterous, "he will be my representative in the mortal world; I would do well to arm him appropriately." His words turned slightly threatening at the end.

Styx conceded to his words, "Very well then. We have spent enough time here, the Lords of the Underworld may get suspicious of my absence, and I think this storm has gone on long enough."

Susanoo smirked, "I agree. Now, give him to me." Styx complied with the order handed the sleeping Percy to the powerful being in front of her. "I bid the well, Lady Styx. The next time we meet, it will be at the end of one war, and the beginning of another." Susanoo turned around with Percy in his arms and declared:

"Amenominaka."

To the Lady Styx, Susanoo and Percy vanished. No flash, boom, or fancy anything. They were simply…gone, and the storm cleared out near instantly.

Squaring her shoulders, and putting on a strong face, the goddess walked into the shadows and disappeared.

The stone has been thrown…the ripples have been made…and the waves are beginning to form.

"Ominous isn't it?" Percy asked, now serious.

"It is, this whole thing sounds like another great prophecy. Gods Percy, why is it always us." She groaned leaning on him.

"I have no idea wise girl, I have no idea. At least this doesn't affect us right?" he said wrapping an arm around her and rubbing her shoulder.

"I guess…" she sighed, "You know it's your turn to read." She began to smirk.

"ughhh do I have to?' he whined. Suddenly in a flash of light a note is left on the table stating in big bold letters, "yes you do fish boy - Mithril"

"Ugh, thanks so much Mith" he groaned, sarcasm filling his voice. Another sign appears, "your welcome – Mithril"

"Enjoying your own medicine seaweed brain" Annabeth laughed.

"Oh shut up wise girl, I am definitely not this annoying." He pouted causing Annabeth to laugh harder.

"I think everyone who's ever fought you would disagree" she said now cracking up, Percy could do nothing but sit and pout as his girlfriend laughed at him.

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An: and that concludes the prologue of my new "reading of:" story. This story is "the backup plan" by delayed inspiration. It's a great story very entertaining especially for those of you who like very powerful main characters. Go check it out. For those of you who would say "that's plagiarism" or "you can't use someone else's work like that" I do have his permission to do this. Stay tuned for the next installment of "reading the backup plan"