Okay. This is my first PJO fanfiction, and the first on this account. I got this idea when reading some of my old fanfictions I never published. I'm going to do this story a bit different than most Chaos stories. This first chapter is a prologe done in Annabeth's POV. I own nothing, only the plot.
It has been two years. Two years since Percy disappeared.
I looked up and drew a breath. I still couldn't believe it had been this long. I mean come on. We were seventeen! Now I was nineteen? And I still haven't gotten over him?
I suppose that The Fates enjoyed taking him. He was unique. I suppose Chaos enjoyed taking his soul. I suppose he doesn't remember us.
Two years ago Perseus Jackson was taken in the night. His cabin was found empty with signs of struggle. There was blood on the pillow and marks on the doors. Later, it was reported that during a meeting of the Gods that The Fates showed up. They brought news of Chaos wishing for an assistant. Percy was sold to Chaos for a good amount of Drachmas. His mother cried when she ears the news... We all cried. After that, we all tried to get along-
I sat up quickly and put down the pen and paper. Something just crashed in the other room. I had been alone in my cabin. Lately, Malcolm had been taking the cabin to activities on Fridays, giving me the day off. I had been writing about Percy for the last month on and off. I was getting to the end of the story by now.
I could hear someone cursing. I pulled out my knife from its sheath and slowly walked towards the noise.
In the other room was a man turned and facing the window. His hair was black and his skin pale. He looked like Percy. Except Percy was tan, and gone. I pounced forward and grabbed him in headlock. He stopped completely.
"woah..." he calmed and put his hands up trying to push mine away weakly.
"who are you?" I asked. I could feel him slowly adding more pressure.
"Chaos." I let go in shock. Chaos... that son of a-
"you... You..." he turned around and smiled.
"hey Annabeth." starring back at me was Perseus Jackson. And he was alive.
Short and sweet. Please review. I won't add on another chapter until I get a review. R&R!