Son of Fate, Gamer of Chaos Chapter 1, a percy jackson and the olympians fanfic

A/N: Don't worry; I'm just clearing some writer's block and thought this turned out pretty good. I'm still working on 'Outlaws of Order'.

"You can't be serious Clotho, I haven't bestowed that gift upon anyone since that one planet was blown up from the power hungry occupant I gave the gift to." Clotho, along with her sisters Lachesis and Atropos, stood in front Chaos, the creater of the Universe.

He was what most would imagine him as… darkness with stars. "Our mother herself is weaving his fate, and the last time that happened she almost forgot about everything else trying to keep him from dying at the hands of her foes. You know he must be powerful in order to keep Ananke from forgetting about everything else in her domains."

Chaos simple sighed and rubbed his temple with his hands. "On one condition. Unlike last time where he was rogue, this time he will have quests, missions of sorts, to gain power. I don't want a repeat of last time." The Fates looked at each other and nodded. "Anything to help our son."

- - - - - - - - - - - Broke that Line

"Dad, can't I just stay here one more day. Yancy Academe seems boring." I was standing outside of my apartment, the cold air pricking against my face as I stood next to my dad, Sully Jackson, hand. "Perseus Achilles Jackson, you better get out on that bus before I ground you."

I of course sprinted out to the bus after giving dad a goodbye hug. No kid wants to face the wrath of his or her full name being said. "Welcome aboard, my boy. We have one more stop to make before we go to Yancy. Which means you must be Perseus." I reached out and gripped his outstretched hand.

"Just Percy is fine Mr.…" The man was in a wheelchair and had a friendly smile that made me feel like I could trust him. "Mr. Brunner." I nodded my head and started making my way to the back of the bus. "Nice to meet you Mr. Brunner."

I could feel the stares of most of the people on the bus and I sighed. It was probably the girls and their boyfriends. I mean I kind of understand. Dark black hair that I'm often told looks like silk. Bluish gray eyes, with tan skin that's fit for a surfer. Muscles slightly bulged from my skin, but not enough to look weird.

I got them from working with dad. He teaches sword training classes apparently and he actually got me a weapon, said it was from mom. It's two blades that have a handle with a guard, like scissors, and they have this little thing on the side that hooks them together. So in short it's a giant pair of scissors that can be separated.

The blades are a golden color that has a bronze coating on the sharp part, and the handles are leather that perfectly matched my eyes. All in all I really love them, except when people see them they don't say a thing, it's like I'm holding a pair of scissors. Kind of weird if you ask m- "Hey, I'm Grover Underwood. I have a seat here if you want it."

Didn't really look like one of the more popular kids at Yancy. He had curly brown hair, brown eyes and a bad case of acne. He also already had a wispy goatee growing. "Sure, I'm Percy Jackson by the way." He smiled and moved his book bag away from the window, providing a seat for me. "Thanks."

As I moved past him I bumped his foot and could've sworn I saw some sort of hoof, but he slipped his shoe back on before I could get a good look. "So, is this your first year at Yancy?" He nodded his head and pulled out his schedule, which I haven't even looked at. Suddenly his eyes lit up in surprise, but it looked a little… fake I guess. "You said your name was Percy Jackson, is that short for Perseus."

I wearily nodded my head, wondering how he could know that already. "Says here that we're roommates and since your new that means we'll have the same schedule." The whole way there we talked about our home life and stuff like that.

He looked pretty surprised when I said I lived with my birth father, and soon after excused himself and sat with Chiron. Leaving me alone for the rest of the trip, at least I thought I was. "Hey dweeb, I'm Nancy."

I choose to ignore her and instead plug in my earphones and listen to my play list. "You can't just ignore me!" I looked over and saw a red-faced girl with red hair glaring at me. "I'm sorry, but I can't hear you." She growled and reached for my earphones, but as soon as her hand got close I grabbed her wrist, twisted it, and launched out of my seat, tackling her to the ground. "Touch me again and you'll regret it."

I felt myself being pulled off of her and soon she got up before pushing me onto my back before I could react. "No wonder your mom left, probably a bitchy whore who slept with your dad one time." I saw Grover behind her flinch with each word and slowly backed away from her with fear in his eyes.

I on the other hand felt pure unbridled rage. "Mark my words Nancy. Your days are numbered, and you shall not live to see tomorrow. Your string has been cut short." Mr. Brunner and Grover both fainted as soon as I finished, but before anyone could move over there to help then the bus exploded.

I mean like dropped a bomb on it exploded. It was completely ripped apart and everyone was launched backwards, but luckily Yancy was in the middle of nowhere and we were almost there. Meaning no cars were next to us when it happened. "Everyone ok!" I looked over and saw… Mr. Brunner. Except he was half horse and half human.

"All in check except Nancy, she's losing blood to fast. Even the mortals survived, they were just conveniently knocked out somehow." I looked to the voice and saw an innocent looking blonde girl who soon made eye contact with me and glared.

In an instant she was on me with a small dagger at my throat. "How did you do that?" I tried to squirm away but she had a tight hold on me. "I don't even know what you're talking about. Who are you anyways, I don't remember seeing you on the bus."

As soon as I finished something unexplainable happened, but I'll try anyways. It was like a status bar on a video game or something, and it popped up right above her head.

Annabeth Chase- Daughter of?

HP-250/250

MP-75/75

Ping!

New skill:

Observation- level 1

Tells you information about observed items. Level up to skill to gain more information.

I looked around in confusion, seeing if anybody else saw it. Apparently they didn't because nobody looked. I swiped away from the notification and it disappeared. "Di-" I didn't even get to finish as everything froze, like froze in time froze.

"We would appreciate if you didn't spill the secret about the game son." I looked around and saw three old ladies sitting with a ball of yarn in their hands. "I think I hit my in the crash a little to hard." The ladies looked at each other before one touched my head.

Knowledge flooded through me. Apparently the Greek gods were real. My mom(s) were the fates, and Chaos gave me the power of a game, where I can gain skills from quests. "Mom, is it really you?" There was a flash and the last thing I saw was them smiling at me and a whisper in my head. We had no more time; soon we shall meat again, son.

Time unfroze and Annabeth pushed her blade further while Mr. Brunner walked over. I glanced at him again and used observation.

Chiron – Trainer at Camp Half-Blood

Level-?

HP-?

MP-?

Ping!

Observation has leveled up:

Level Two- tells you the race and status of whatever Observation is being used on.

I gaped at him before shrugging already knew the Greek gods were real, also knew what Camp Half-Blood was, so I guess I shouldn't have been surprised. I turned back to the girl on top of me and used Observe again.

Annabeth Chase – Daughter of Athena

Level - 17

HP-250/250

MP-75/75

Race – Demigod

Ping!

Observation has leveled up:

I didn't even look at the rest and instead shoved her off of me and pulled out my swords, which were in my backpack. I used observe of them, just for fun, and was surprised at what I saw.

Shears of Fate (spare)

Enchanted to shrink down to a pair of scissors when the button on the bottom is pushed in.

I waited for the ping but it never came, I just shrugged and assumed it was because before it was a low level and now it took more to level it up. "You know I really don't want to fight, so if we can avoid it that would be great."

Annabeth smirked and readied her blade. "You scared?" I didn't really know what level I was or anything so…

Percy (Perseus) Jackson – Son of Poseidon

Level –1 (0/50)

HP- 100/100

MP- 50/50

Race – Demidivine

STR – 10

WIS – 15

AGT (Agility) – 5

RG (Accuracy) – 0

LUC – 5

Bio – Percy is the son of the Fates. He grew up with his dad Sully Jackson and is currently blessed by Chaos as the only one with the power of the Gamer. This grants him the ability to create pocket dimensions like an inventory to store items, also to gain any power through quests.

I thought it was pretty cool that I could store stuff, but didn't have time to think about it as Annabeth's blade came forward, barely giving me any time to dodge.

Ping!

Quest:

Survive Annabeth

Rewards:

100 XP

Friendship and respect of Annabeth

Failure:

Possible death

YES/NO

I reached up and pressed yes while simultaneously blocking one of her blades. Sparks flew and after a few minutes I had one of my blades behind her neck and one in front while Annabeth had one pressed against my gut. "Draw?" Annabeth growled and moved her sword away from my gut.

Ping!

Quest Completed:

100 XP

Friendship and Respect of Annabeth

Ten stat points

Ping!

Level up!Percy (Perseus) Jackson – Son of Poseidon

Level –2 (50/100

HP- 125/125

MP- 75/75

Race – Demidivine

STR – 10

WIS – 15

AGT (Agility) – 5

RG (Accuracy) – 0

LUC – 5

Stat Points (+ 5 every level) – 15

I was honestly surprised, as she was sixteen levels higher than me and I tied with her. I stuck out my hand for her to shake and she surprisingly did. "How did you beat me? I'm one of the best fighters in camp behind Clarisse and Luke." I shrugged and pushed the button that I just noticed on the bottom of my blades and they shrunk down into scissors with a cover of them.

"My dad is a sword fighting teacher and he taught me a lot." Annabeth nodded and sheathed her dagger. "Makes sense, demigods need protection like that. Speaking of that, do you know who your mom is?" I nervously went from one foot to another and took a deep breath, after all it's not everyday a son of the Fates is born.

"Well. I actually have more than one." Annabeth looked confused and tilted her head sideways. "Like a mortal parent and a godly parent." I shook my head and bit my lip. "Neither actually."

If she wasn't confused before then she is now. "You see. My moms merged together into one body to have me. They, ah, they are kind of the Fates." Chiron and Grover had both gathered over near us by this point and heard what I said. Chiron and Annabeth looked weary but Grover just passed out on the spot.

Suddenly a light flashed over my head then both Annabeth and Chiron bowed in front of me. I looked up and saw a hologram of scissors floating in front of yarn. "All hail Percy Jackson, son of the Fates." I just waved my hand telling them to get up. "Come on Annabeth, Chiron, you barely know me, so why do you bow?"

Chiron and Annabeth frowned and looked at each other. "I don't believe I ever told you my name Percy." I'm sure I looked like a deer in headlights but something came over me and I straightened up a little. "As a son of the Fates I can kind of see your string so to say. I can also tell who their parents are."

Annabeth nodded while Chiron looked a little suspicious but soon dropped it. "So back on the bus. Did you cut that mortals string?" I didn't really want to admit it, but I'm sure I did. "Yea, kinda blew my top and lost my cool, but I'll try not to do it again.

Ping!

New Skill Discovered:

String Control – Level 1

Ability to control and manipulate someone's life string. Currently powerful enough to cut two people string a day.

Gift from Chaos received:

Gamer's Control – Level – MAX

Can't be influenced by magic, extreme control over emotions (couldn't have you possibly destroy the world in rage, it's happened before)

"… back to Camp." I simply blinked at them. "What?" Chiron sighed while Annabeth stifled a giggle. "Do you want us to take you back to Camp?" I looked at Yancy and shook my head. "My dad really thought it was good for me so I guess I'll stay. Besides, Camp can't help that much since I beat one of their best fighters as soon as I was introduced to the godly world."

Annabeth blushed while Chiron nodded in agreement. "Foooood." Chiron looked over in surprise, completely forgetting about Grover for the time being. Wonder whose demigod child he is?

Grover Underwood – Protector

Level – 13

HP – 350/350

MP – 50/50

Race – Satyr

I bleached and looked closer at the tares in his jeans, sure enough there was wool under them. "G… Grover is a Satyr?" Chiron frowned again, man he's going to get worry lines, but nodded slowly. "I've never seen a demigod, or Demidivine in your case, with such control over their element." I blushed but shrugged my shoulders.

"Just happened after the crash where I killed Nancy." Grover was slowly waking up now, while Annabeth looked a little sick. "How can you just kill her and be fine with it." It was probably Gamer's Control, but she couldn't know that. "She was going to die much more gruesomely by the end of the school year, so I think of it as helping."

I don't think Annabeth felt the same way, but she nodded anyways. Grover suddenly shot up and looked around. "Perce, dude. I just had this dream that you were the son of the Fates." I looked at him with pity and pulled out my scissors, growing them to full length. "Kind of am G-man."

He looked like he was going to fate but popped this little piece of yellow fudge into his mouth and he looked fine. I did manage to Observe it before he ate it though.

Ambrosia – healing food of the gods

Heals all minor and some major ailments. Demigods and mortals will burn with too much consumption.

"Ambrosia, food of the gods." Grover bleached and looked like he might pass out again. I just cursed myself and made a reminder not to mention stuff I shouldn't know. "I study a lot about Greek mythology, guess I know why now." Sirens came in from the distance and we soon started looking for Chiron's wheelchair.

We found it right before the cops arrived and Chiron huddled us together. "Annabeth and I will head back to camp while Grover and Percy stay here. If you need anything IM us, got that Grover?" Grover nodded and we went our separate ways.

Chiron used the mist, that's what Grover called it, to make it seem like a crash. Annabeth went and used a rainbow and mist to call someone to pick them up. While Grover and I headed over to school, and the start of our new life.