A/N Heyo! First off, I wanna say that this is my short story for Captide's competition on Instagram! So yeah, I know that I'm not done yet with my other story, but hey, maybe you'll enjoy this little snippet in the meantime. After I've finished my current story, I will also be continuing this on, so the first chapter is what I will be submitting, then any chappies after are for the purpose of the story. It's a sort of Chaos story, but with my own twist on it – all will be revealed shortly! I also want to say that I think Chaos stories, how Percy's pushed out of camp with a sibling seeming better than him etc. is a bit unrealistic. I don't think anyone would so easily turn their backs on him. So I like to think this idea I have is original. I hope you enjoy! Anyhoo, let's get starter-inoed!

As usual, I am not Rick Riordan, so I do not own Percy Jackson. I wish.

Chapter 1: Betrayal (also all of this is written in either Percy's P.O.V or Ata's P.O.V (my OC), but mostly Percy's – it wouldn't make sense without Ata's P.O.V. However, this starts with Percy)

I still don't know what happened. I'm still confused about why they all turned my back on me. Did I say anything wrong? Do anything wrong? No, I lived. But I guess for those stuck up brats who call themselves my "friends", I'm not good enough. I have stared death in the face several times, never flinching, never showing any sign of a weakness for those selfish, arrogant Gods, and all I got in return? Pain. Complete and utter pain. Not physical pain; that would have been easier to endure. No, this pain was emotional, stabbing right down into my heart, tearing through my lungs, and ripping out my stomach. Nothing could compare to this pain.

Maybe I should elaborate.

-Flashback-

I sit down on my bed, slumping into the familiar cushions and blankets, snuggling down into a comfortable position in which to read. I know I know, you must be thinking, Percy you have the capability to read? Actually, no, I don't. Dyslexia remember? But luckily, this book is in Greek. Annabeth has been busy with Frank, who has helped with the reading part, as he doesn't have dyslexia, translating as many books as possible. Campers can send in requests for each book they had been dying to read, and soon enough, a small library was built up behind the Athena cabin. The one I am currently reading is called 'The Immortal Tools." Something about this girl called Cassie finding out about this whole other world she was a part of; either way it's something I could relate to.

A girl appears at the door of my cabin, her golden curls falling gracefully around her beautiful face, freckles spattered across her nose, and her eyes, her beautiful eyes. Those stormy grey irises stare into mine. And I know who it is. Annabeth.

"Hey Percy," she called brightly. "I was wondering if you wanted to come say goodbye to Katie and Travis, they're just leaving for the quest now."

"Yeah, sure," I said, jumping down off my bunk. "Are they at the top of the hill?"

To my surprise, Annabeth looks shocked, as if I'd just slapped her across her face. "Um, Percy, what?"

"What? I just asked where they were." I pulled a frown, unsure of what she was asking.

"Percy, how can you let all that get to your head in such a way? Gods, Seaweed Brain, they're just going on a small quest, but every one of them is important! They wouldn't risk their lives if that was the case!" This was just confusing me even more. What had I said wrong?

"Wise girl, I don't know what you're talking about!" I am so confused – even my ADHD brain is having trouble keeping up.

"You know what? Just stay here, you'll maybe do less harm verbally if you do!" And with that, Annabeth storms out of my cabin, the door slamming shut harshly behind her.

-Flashback End-

And it kept on going like that. Every time I would try to talk to someone, they would just get mad and talk to me as if we were leading a completely different conversation. And I lost all my friends, Clarisse, Frank and Hazel first. Surprisingly, it was Nico who stayed with me to the end, repeatedly trying to 'talk me out of' how I was thinking. But eventually, he left too. That was the most painful. We were sitting on Zeus's fist, chatting away. We were chatting about my current 'situation', but no matter what I said, Nico just couldn't hear that 'something was wrong'. It got to the point where I was screaming at him, desperately trying to get my message across. That was my mistake. I think what he heard was something that had hit home. He turned round and yelled at me, telling me I had no right to talk about her like that. He screamed about how he never really had got over his crush on me, how he was selfishly using Will as a distraction. How he still loved me, how he wanted to believe everything I had done wasn't me. But apparently what he had just heard had abolished his hopes. Nico sprinted off back to the Hades cabin, eyes watering. I tried so hard so show him that, after I had realised that he liked me, I had come to terms with my feelings too. I liked Nico, not in a brotherly way. I liked Nico, but it didn't matter now. I liked Nico, but he hates me anyway. That was when I decided to leave.

So I too left to go back to my cabin. I packed a small bag of food, some ambrosia and nectar, my Minotaur horn, and of course, Riptide. After stuffing a spare pair of clothes in as well, I set off, before wheeling around again. I thought that perhaps I could persuade my friends otherwise in writing, so I scribbled a small note in Greek, and laid it on my bunk. And that was when I left.

Ata's P.O.V

It was too easy. Being a daughter of Hecate, manipulating the Mist was simple after some training with my Master. He had picked me, because I was the best out of my siblings, he had said. I was the strongest, and the one who truly saw how things should be. So I gladly accepted his quest; force Percy Jackson out of Camp Half-Blood.

Once I was planted in camp, it was easy to follow Percy almost everywhere; it was like he had his own little fan base. But instead of doing a fantastic show in front of everyone, I decided to wait for him to be alone, with someone who I would have to work hard at. His beloved Annabeth.

I positioned myself just outside the window to his cabin, and used my powers to listen in to what he was doing. When I heard Annabeth say hey, I knew I should start to work my 'magic'.

Concentrating, I shifted the Mist slightly to make Percy seemingly say what I wanted him to. "I'm better than them, no one can live up to what I've done," I had him speak, or something along the lines of that. It was hilarious – Annabeth's reaction was priceless! The look on both of their faces!

The next few weeks were a breeze. Hiding in every shadow, following Percy was one of the easiest tasks I've ever been set! However, that bastard of a demigod, the son of Hades, was trying desperately to hold on to Percy. So I did a little… research about his past.

After 'borrowing' Annabeth's Yankees cap, I snuck after the two during a 'heart to heart' discussion and tormented Nico about his past. It was the most fun I'd had in years! And, as an added bonus, it was the final straw for Percy, who grew so desperate he finally left the camp. My work was done.

Percy's P.O.V

After I left camp, I became bitterer and bitterer. Why had they turned their backs on me so? What had I done to deserve such hatred? But it didn't matter. They didn't deserve me, I thought. I could easily destroy them anyway, wait what? Where had that come from? Anyway, it wasn't like I had risked my life for them all, oh wait, never mind, I had. Several times. Those good for nothing brats. But I could kill them all. Every last one of them. It could be easy, simply take out the stronger ones first, then move on to the younger campers, one by one…

But then the gods would interfere. Ugh, never mind, it's not like I would do it anyway.

It had been a few weeks; I had traveled up and down the country, swimming everywhere as much as possible. But it was getting boring. Almost no monsters approached me, as I was always moving camp, and I was starting to seek them myself, just for entertainment. I needed adventure – this 'free' life just wasn't exciting enough.

However, soon enough, my wish was granted. One day, while I was hunting for food, a dark portal appeared in front of me, and out stepped a glowing figure. Her form was lightly splattered with shining stars, twinkling across her body. Her form so black, so dark, I found it hard to make out any of her features. But when I did, I saw beautiful glittering eyes, swirling with wisdom. Those eyes had seen everything; that much was clear. I knew if this being had come to fight me, I didn't stand a chance. So I did what everyone would do in this situation with someone more important standing before them. I bowed.

"Rise, Perseus. I have no patience for formalities," she spoke with a soothing voice. I rose up, and took a closer look at who was in front of me. Then it clicked.

"You- you're Lord Chaos," I stuttered, earning a small chuckle.

"Yes, I am. And I'm here for a special reason. You have been outcast by camp for no reason, you did nothing, correct?" Chaos asked.

"Yes, yes I was."

"Then I see you have no heart for this life you are currently leading. Perseus – "

"Percy," I cut her off. I didn't care how old she was, no one calls me Perseus without meaning to kill me.

"Percy," she smiled. " Percy, I have come to ask for you to lead my army. I am in need of a second in command, and I feel as though you shall be the perfect candidate for the position."

I gasped. The most powerful being in all of the universe was asking me, a lowly demigod, to join her army, and command it as well? It was too good to be true.

"Lord Chaos, I-I don't know what to say. It would be an honour, but…" a thought popped into my head.

"But what?"

"But the job would include defending this planet as well. And Percy here could never defend his betrayers. They don't deserve that," a new voice sounded. I whirled round to come face to face with yet another figure, this one masculine. This person had the same dark body as Chaos, but it lacked the swirling stars that made up Chaos's character. This person was pitch blackness, swallowing the light in the air surrounding him. And what's more, he made Chaos stiffen. This person had obvious power to match Chaos, possibly even more.

"Order," Chaos introduced her brother, nodding in sarcastic respect.

"It's good to see you again after so long, sister. It's also good to see you have a fine taste in hero, though your argument may be slightly… misplaced," Order nodded towards me. "Percy, I too have asked you to join my army. But I offer more. I offer power, and freedom, something Chaos couldn't provide enough of in comparison. Under his rule, you must follow his exact orders. Follow me, and…" his dark lips curled up into a malicious smile. "… and I will let you do as you please with this planet."

"Brother, you have no right to offer that-"

"Oh, but I do. Could you really stop me, sister?" Order twisted curiously over to look at me again. "So, what do you say, Percy? Who do you choose?"

My emotions were going crazy. Yeah, I knew that the right choice was Chaos; I knew that within that army, I would be at home, with friends, and I would serve for the good in the world – in the universe. But something, something deep down was brewing beneath my spirit. Something primordial, something I had never experienced before. It was a thirst for revenge. I don't know what had awoken that feeling inside of me, but it felt… good. It felt promising. And that was what had persuaded me. I had made my choice.

"Percy you can't honestly be considering this? After all, your fatal flaw-"

"Should not affect me anymore after this." I returned Order's malicious grin. "I choose Order."