I'm sorry. I'll put something here like thee roster or excerpts that didn't make it too the book.
Just watch please.

Percy goes back to Konoha and torments Kakashi.

"Reason for visit?" The gate chunin asked, passing Percy a clipboard. 

He exchanged a glance with Thalia who shrugged. "Don't look at my. I'm just chaperoning you so you didn't get lost." 

Percy sighed. "Okay, this is going to sound really stupid but a few months ago I was eating ramen in what I am still pretty sure was the best ramen place in the elemental nations and this blonde shinobi about my age, little younger wearing a Konoha headband sitting in the next booth over said Ichiraku's in Konoha served better ramen and it's been bugging me since then that maybe, just maybe, however unlikely, he was right. So here I am to prove him wrong and have my faith restored in old man Yama." 

Thalia facepalmed as the gate chunin chuckled. "Sounds like you had a run in with Naruto." 

"Was that his name?" Thalia asked. "I was too busy laughing and he was too busy looking offended to catch his name." 

The gate chunin duo both laughed. "Yeah,  he's the resident ramen lover around here. Ichiraku is just around the corner on main street by the hospital. You have a week before you need to either be on your way or file for an extension which you can do at the Hokage tower. Enjoy your visit." 

"We'll only be here for a day. We're expected back home in the morning." Thalia said, filling out and forms and handing them back. 

Percy chuckled sheepishly and rubbed the back of his neck in embarrassment as Thalia dragged him through the gates and into the hidden village, teasing him all the while. 

Thalia managed to find the ramen booth, and the pair slipped inside to see none other then the blonde ninja they had pretended to see. 

Percy twitched but sat down and ordered a bowl, took a bite, burst into tears and asked Thalia if they could move to Konoha which the lightning demigod gave a swift No. 

"Maa, Naruto, I figured I would find you here." 

Percy turned to see his favorite Shinobi leaning over the blonde. 
"Hey, Kakashi. Long time no see. Well, maybe not for you." 

Kakashi turned so slowly that Thalia was convinced Percy had slowed him down. His only visible eyes widened in shock and the only skin visible paled dramatically. 

"You never visit or write. I was worried you forgot about little old me." Percy said with a shit eating grin. 

Kakashi just stared in horror. 

"You know, I was just recently in Loran. Beautiful city, full of towers and masked shinobi. There was a parade and I saw so many puppets.  Met the queen, saw an awesome leyline and got to mess with some extremely lost konoha nin. Don't worry. I showed them dey way." 

Thalia hit him for that one. 

"I deserved that."

"I thought you were a stress induced halucination."

"Of course not." 

"Uh, Kakashi-sensei? Are you okay?" Naruto asked, looking concerned and confused. 

"I'm fine. May take up day drinking. Who knows." 

"I'm Percy." The god said, holding out his hand to shake. "Kakashi and I met during the reconstruction effort. Although I'm not sure why he's convinced I was a hallucination."

"Congrats, seaweed brain. You broke him." 

"Naruto Uzumaki and I'm going to be Hokage." The blonde introduced himself. 

"I'll visit during your inauguration." Percy said with a certainty that made Kakashi sputter. 

"So, what did you and Kakashi do?" Naruto asked. 

"Oh, a cousin of mine and I hired him as a guide to help us find a criminal who had escaped my people's justice. He did something very bad and it was my cousin's duty to track him down."

"So your like a civilian Hunter ninja!" Naruto said. "That'd awesome, Dattebayo." 

"I don't do that nearly often enough to earn that title. I spend my days helping people find their way home. In fact, that's what I was doing in-" 

Kakashi grabbed Percy's hand and shunshined away.

Thalia sighed, paid for the ramen and turned to Naruto. "Any idea where your sensei would drag my cousin off to?" 

"Uh, training ground three if he wanted to talk to him alone." 

"Can you show me that way?" 

"Uh, sure. My team should be heading there soon anyways." 

Thalia nodded and they were off. 
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Percy was only able to keep his balance because of Thalia's obsession with fall drills and Blackjack's habit of dumping him into the nearest body of water when he was mad. "Woo. That was like flashing, but slower. I didn't know mortals could do that." 

"Why are you here?" 

Percy crossed his arms and plopped down into the grass. "Like I said, I just got back from Loran. You don't remember because that Minato-upstart sealed your memories along with Naruto's and his own but fuinjustu doesn't work on me." 

"What?" Kakashi asked, looking bewildered. 

Percy was suddenly in front of him and Kakashi couldn't move a muscle as the game reached out and tapped him on the forehead. 

Memories came flooding back, the mission to Loran, finding Yamato as he is today when Kakashi was seven and seeing Naruto talking to his father. 

Kakashi collapsed in the grass and groaned. 

"You alright, there?" The god asked, looking like he was struggling not to laugh. 

"Kami of time and Heros. Lovely." Kakashi whimpered. 

" So dramatic. Anyways there isn't any impending emergency besides those Kaguya fanatics running around. Several relatives have been watching rather closely. We'll intervene if it gets nasty."

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Buzzfeed Unsolved

"The fuck?"

Jake looked up from his phone to see what his half-sister had seen.

A camera crew was coming up the forest path, ladened down with bags, one of them filming the journey up. 

"Let Percy know," Sophia ordered. "I'll keep watch."  

Jake vanished in a blur of speed, heading north far quicker then the mortals could.

Sophia activated her "Shinobi Sandles", an invention of Jazz and Leo, letting her balance and stick to everything. 

The Mist was wrapped tight enough around her that other demigods would have problems spotting the daughter of Boreas, much less a group of mortals, but she pulled her mask down anyways, shimmering into invisibility. 

They were defiantly mortals. They had that apartness that became more and more obvious the longer demigods lived full time in the mythical world. A sense of separateness mortals had, so far from the magic and monsters around them. 

It was about five in the afternoon. The sun wouldn't set for a few more hours, and it looked like these mortals we're carrying camping gear.

She blinked and suddenly Percy was standing in the front, not facing the mortals, but leading them. The Mist swirled heavily and the mortals got a glazed look on their faces for a moment as it took effect. 

"Thanks again, Percy." One of them said. "I don't know how we would have found this place if it wasn't for you." 

Percy grinned wildly. "No problem. Everyone knows you need a local guide to find your way here. Or you won't find your way out." 
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Ryan Bergara started up his personal camera and began filming as they set up camp. 

"Alright, we are in the middle of setting up camp which I have been banned from." They would edit in a shot later of Ryan getting tangled in the tent poles while Shane laughed at him here. "This is Percy Jackson. He's a relative of the landowner and forest ranger. He agreed to guide us to the Singing Meadow and make sure we City people don't die from wolves on our week-long trip." 

Percy grinned and waved slightly at the camera. "Don't be ridiculous, Mr.Bergara. There are far more bears out here then wolves." He grinned, completely innocent, before returning to hammering in the tent stakes, completing his tent quickly and moving to help TJ.  

Ryan eyed him worryingly before turning back to the camera."Well, with that horrifying tidbit, I'm going to make a fire ring. Something easily fixable." 

He turned off the camera and glanced at Shane. "You alright?" 

Shane seemed to shake off some sort of trance. "Yeah. What do you think of the kid?" 

Ryan followed Shane's gaze to see Percy finishing trying down TJ's tent, chatting amiably with the cameraman. "He seems to know what he's doing. Which is a very good thing." 

Shane didn't seem satisfied. "He just kind of appeared out of nowhere." 
Ryan gave him a surprised look. "Mr. Brunner introduced him when we met, remember?" 

Shane was now giving Ryan a surprised look. "Really?" 

"Yeah. Since Brunner is wheelchair-bound he asked Percy to lead us up here and help us out."

Shane stared in disbelief for a moment. "Huh. Must have been out of it. I don't remember him." 

Ryan raised an eyebrow. "Please tell me you weren't hungover."

"I don't think so," Shane said, still watching Percy. 

"Whatever man, just be careful Devon doesn't find out." 

"Will do, buckaroo," Shane said, giving Ryan a mocking salute. 
Ryan sighed and started looking for stones to line the firepit with. After finding several stones roughly the size of a kiddy soccer ball and putting them in a rough circle that Percy silently expanded as he passed by, he snapped a picture of his work and started gathering firewood with Shane. 

Soon, Percy had started a roaring fire and night was beginning to fall. 
Devon and TJ were setting up to film the intro, chairs facing the fire, the tents, and forest in the background. Letting the natural ambiance replace the soundtrack they usually would have playing.

Ryan began to recount the history of the glade. The lightning fire that killed a single mother and her infant son, not two weeks after moving here from Europe, back when this was a small village of other immigrants back in the early 1800s. 

"The survivors quickly left after that, moving to Manhatten or Boston. By 1829, the former villiage was completely abandoned and things started to get weird. When other people tried to build here, they would report the sound of women and children in the woods. Things would be moved and buildings would fall apart and be overgrown overnight. Men would go into the woods and not come out exactly the same, screaming about tree woman and men with the legs of a goat." 

Percy seemed to scan the forest line while Shane laughed and cracked jokes about goat men and some bridge.

Percy didn't seem wary but more, disapproving, which Devon noticed and made a note to interview Percy later.

"The land was purchased by the Brunner family in 1864 and turned into Delphi Strawberry farms, although most of it remains as heavy forests. The Brunner family began allowing campers, hikers,  hunters on the land with a five-dollar per day permit in 1890, and the stories began again. Encounters with a woman who vanished in the trees, hearing voices speaking in Greek and sightings of men with the legs and horns of goats. 

"But adults aren't the only entities encountered."

"One family, in 1986, consisting of a mother and her 14-year-old daughter, claimed a group of teenaged girls clothed in silver, raced through their campsite with bows and arrows. They moved faster than the mother had ever seen anyone run and one slowed to look at them. 
"She had black hair cut short, with eyes so blue they seemed to glow. While she was looking at us, I felt like a storm was rolling in and I could taste ozone." 

"Okay, that's cool," Shane admitted. "It was the eighties though. So she was probably high." 

"I knew you were going to say that." 

"I wonder what she was on." 

"Please stop." 

"And where I can get some." 

"Moving on," Ryan said, returning to his notes. "And more recently, in 2008, boy scouts were camping in this exact spot. It had begun to rain before they arrived here and they were having trouble starting a fire. They claimed a group of five teenagers appeared right when they were about to call it in and wait out the storm in their tents. They were wearing green cloak-like ponchos. While the others stood back near the tree line, one stopped and helped start a fire, before vanishing before the entire troop's, including the troop leader's eyes."

"Helpful ghost!" Shane declared. "I love it." 

"I mean, she looked completely solid. She even introduced herself." 
"Oh?" 

"Yeah. She said " My name's Jazzmine. Can I help?" 

Shane burst out laughing again. "So polite." 

"More polite then you are." Ryan quipped. 

"Hey, uh, Percy?" Shane yelled. 
TJ swung the camera around to face Percy who was still watching the trees. 

"Uh, any chance you can pretend you can't start the fire so this Jazz will appear?" 

Percy only pointed at his already roaring fire, with a raised eyebrow. 
"I think it's too late, Shane," Ryan said, the camera swinging back. 

"There is more legend of teenagers in green ponchos. In 2011, a little girl got lost while her family was on the beach. When she was found the next day, she said the people in green found her and brought her back." 

"Wait, isn't that what Bigfoot did over in six Rivers?" Shane asked. 

"Yeah. Apparently, there are nice ghosts out there." 

"The only kind that won't make you shit your pants." Shane declared. 
Ryan laughed nervously and turned back to the camera. "Hopefully, we might be about to add our own part to this budding legend, and not in the rescued kind of way. Mr. Brunner, when asked about the validity behind these claims, said only this." 

They would insert a clip from the interview at Delphi Farms later. 
"If the ghosts and spirits of the forest really do wander these woods will remain Unsolved." 

"And cut. Great job, you two." 

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Snippets from Boku No Hero Acadamia

Arisawa Shouta, aka Eraserhead, was woken up Saturday morning by his phone going off.

"A fight on the beach? Need my help. What about All Might?" 

He shot straight up in bed. "What!? On my way." 

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Arisawa arrived right when the lightning hit, turning the sand to glass, wind whipping the waves into a frenzy as the category four hurricane began to blow. 

The storm had appeared a few minutes after a pair of teens had begun to argue, disrupting a perfectly clear day. 

He could just barely make out the two shapes standing in the waves as the wind threw sand, lowering visibility. 
All Might stood next to him, his chest bandaged from where lightning had struck close enough to burn. He was lucky he hadn't been hit, not even he could outrun lightning. 

"Can you see them?" All Might yelled, shielding his eyes from the lightning. 
Arisawa lip read him more than anything, the noise of the thunder and pounding waves drowning out anything else. 

"I'll have to get closer." He said, even though every instinct was screaming at him to run, as if death itself was beyond the shore. Aisawa braced himself against the boardwalk
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He thrust himself forward, cutting along the waves where the sand would be slightly more stable, and threw himself towards the fighters. 
His eyes flared red and everything stopped as he fell into the water, suddenly so weak he could barely keep his head up. 

The storm had stopped but the fight raged on. 

Dozens of people in green cloaks were racing across the ocean surface, holding swords and spears.

"Fire!" He heard in English. 

A wave of golden arrows flew overhead as he began to trend water, gasping at the green cloaked people's foe. 

Its head was the size of a dump truck, and covered in greenish blue scales. Needle sharp teeth lined his mouth. Its head arched out of the water and was over a hundred feet long. Its body was like that of an aquatic dinosaur on steroids. It spewed flames at on of the green cloaked people, making them dodge through an elaborate backflip. 

The monster's fire trailed after it's target, turning towards the pro-hero and Arisawa would have been fried of not for the sled sized shield coming down over his head. 

"Mortal!!" His savior called in English. "Wrap this schist up, you guys!"

A boy raced up the side of the monsters neck, sword gleaming in the sun. 

Next to him a girl with black hair raced, twin silver daggers in her hands.

Ropes launched from a pair of Ballista on the docks, somehow unnoticed by All Might, who was standing not three feet away, his hand still extended as if reaching for Aizawa. 

The monsters head slammed down as a dozen people pulled on each rope, forcing him into the waves. 

The water rose up and froze in place, securing him as the green boy and silver girl thrust their weapons up to the hilt into its eyes. eyes. 

"Nico!" The girl screamed as the monster roared in agony. 

All Might was oblivious as the water shook with the sound, the ripples stopping just short of his feet, almost like they hit a wall. 

The shadows solidified and a second boy, this one cloaked in darkness drove is pitch black sword into the monster's brain. 

It writhed and squirmed in its death draws, dislodging both the green boy and silver girl. 

The girl was caught by a boy in the sky and lowered carefully to the water while the boy hit the waves with an almighty whoosh, water flying everywhere as the sea split with the impact. 

The monster stilled and the dark boy removed his sword, cleaning it with a rag and sheathing it as the beast dissolved into putrid-smelling sand. 
Within moments even that was gone. 

"Roll call!" A blonde yelled, her gray eyes just as stormy as the sky outside this dome of calm they had somehow created. 

As the kids called off, and they were kids, not a single one of them in their twenties, the teen who had stopped Arisawa from getting deep-fried pulled him from the water. 

"Yo, Perce!" He called. He turned to Arisawa, who had discovered that the water had solidified under his feet upon contact once his savior had hauled him up. "A mortal got through your ward!" 

The teen had dark brown hair and green eyes, a sword on his hip, hanging next to a faceless bronze mask. 

The boy who had been thrown from the beast upon its defeat rose from the water and clambered up. "That's weird." He walked forward, his bright sea-green eyes glowing slightly, only to gasp and stumble. 

A pair of blondes, one grey-eyed, the other blue, practically materialized at his sides, holding him up. 

"I'm alright, Annabeth. Just pulled thin." Perce, his black hair perfectly dry even though he had been under a few moments ago, unlike everyone else, who were soaked. 

"I'll deal with the mortal. Jazz can help. Let's get you rested. You're holding up the barrier and the Mist and your already weakened from earlier." 

Perce gave her a stubborn look before sighing. "Let's go. Masks on! We're moving out!" 

One by one, the teens placed their masks on their faces, hoods pulled up, and vanished from view. 

"I call distraction!" A tall boy with blue eyes said. 

The girl in silver shoved him over. "Dibs!" 

"Both of you go!" Perce yelled.  "Sora and Skye will pull you out!"

"Sir!" A pair of twins yelled, all four pulling off their identifying green cloaks and passing them off. 

The blonde girl gave the green eyed leader one last look before vanishing, ripples leading away from the shore line. 

"As for you, mortal." Perce said, holding up Aisawa as his rescuer joined the others. "You're coming with us."

And Arisawa knew no more. 

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Alternate ending for above snippett

"As for you, Mortal. We will speak later. But for now I need to get my Guardians safe."

Perce carried Arisawa to the shore and set him down. "The fatigue will fade as soon as I let down the barrier. See ya.."

He vanished and All Might started running towards Arisawa.

"Screw you!" The girl in silver yelled in japanese, lightning just barely missing the blue eyed boy who had called dibs. 

All Might redirected, intending to catch the punch thrown at the silver girl only to be thrown a hundred meters when the punch landed.

"I hate you!" The blue noted yelled, also switching from English to Japanese. 

Two streaks of black grabbed each one of the combatants and dragged them into the sky, still screaming profanities at each other. 

It was excellent acting, Arisawa thought. Not only did they provide an excuse from the storm and keep All Might from grabbing them, but they lowered suspicion that it was anything other than a pair of kids getting into a brawl. 

He stood up and stuck his hands in his pockets and felt something other than his wallet. 

He removed three large gold coin, one side imprinted with the face of a bearded man with stormy eyes, the other the empire state building in new York. 

"What?"

It was later that night Aisawa discovered what the coin the for. 
The teens had vanished, leaving nothing behind but a vague memory of a fight in everyone's mind. 
It was around nine at night when the faucet exploded.

Aisawa groaned and went to turn it off when the most rose and formed a rainbow in the light. 

"Please insert one drachma." 

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