Percy POV
I rolled over on my back and looked up at the stars. A new constellation was in the sky. It was my beloved Annabeth. She was twirling around, slashing with her bronze knife. A single tear rolled down my cheek. It had been almost a year since Annabeth died saving a young demigod daughter of Demeter. I hadn't been at camp since. As I lay there thinking about her, there was a brilliant flash of light and I heard footsteps walking up behind me. I knew what was going on. Zeus had sent another god to persuade me to go back to camp. I spoke without taking my eyes off the constellation.
"I don't care what's happening, I'm not going back."
"I'm not here to tell you to go back, Percy." I didn't recognize her voice so I got up and turned around. The woman was stunningly beautiful. She had long, straight black hair and her eyes were swirling electric blue vortexes. She smiled at me and I found myself smiling back.
"Who are you?"
"I am Chaos."