A/N: So this first chapter is basically just a prologue to his story since many Chaos Stories have a lot of background and such. Please enjoy.

For Percy Jackson, life was good. For the moment at least. There were no deadly quests or upcoming wars hanging above his head. Just a simple demigod life, well as simple as that could be. But that all changed once a certain dumbass son of ares showed up. The kid was well, to put it shortly, an absolute dickhead. His name was David. He would lie about things and would do things like steal or ruin things and blame them on Percy. At first no one really cared, but eventually people started to believe Dave. Eventually this all got to Percy's friends as well and one by one they all stopped hanging around him less. Grover already was never really around, since he was basically royalty and had many different duties to attend to. Thalia was rarely around since she was in the hunt. Nico's faith never waivered though. Neither did Annabeths. But almost all of his other friends seemed to drift away from Percy. At this point Percy really began to hate David. But the last straw was one night Percy came back from the beach after having a chat with his father, saw David talking to Annabeth, and then dragged her by the wrist over to the bathrooms as Annabeth struggled to get out of his grasp. David may be pretty shit at fighting but he wasn't weak. He was physically strong but had no natural skills in fighting. At this point Percy had realized that David planned to rape Annabeth. This caused him to go into a fit of rage. He immediately uncapped a pen which transformed into his trusty celestial bronze blade, Anaklusmos or Riptide as some may call it, and charged towards David and sunk the blade hilt deep into the stomach of David. Within seconds both he and David were transported to Olympus. There say the Olympians in there thrones except for Apollo and Ares, both who rushed towards David, Ares to check on him and Apollo to heal him only to find out that the son of ares already was dead. Ares tried to rush towards Percy who was protected by the sea god who stepped in front of him. After a minute of glaring, Zeus spoke, "Enough! The fate of Perseus will be decided tomorrow!" And Percy was transported to a cell on Olympus.

Time skip

Everyone including the demigods at camp half blood had been packed into the throne room where all the olympians sat on their thrones. The gods, save ares, looked disappointed or had a sadness in their eyes. Percy stood in front of all of them with a distant look.

"Brother, do not do this." Poseidon spoke softly in a desperate voiceto Zeus. " I'm sorry, but the laws are laws and I cannot change them. Not even for the great hero, Perseus Jackson." Zues replied in a somber tone, " Perseus Jackson, you are charged with murder of a fellow camper. How do you plead?" "Guilty. But may I just say that the creature I killed, was not fit to walk on this earth." Percy replied. Ares immediately exploded, and began yelling and conjured a spear into his hands. "ORDER!" Zues yelled as he slammed a lightning bolt the marble floor. Everyone immediately quieted down.

"While that may be true, you still murdered a fellow demigod, and are hereby sentenced to banishment, and will be forgotten by everyone in the mythological world. You have 2 hours to pack your things."

After Percy packed his things, he planned on saying his goodbyes, but was prevented from doing some. As he took his last look at the camp he grew to love and think of as his home, he did not feel betrayal, nor did he feel anger. He felt no sadness either. Not because he had to leave camp anyways but what did make him want to curl up into a little ball and cry, was that he would never again be thought of or mentioned this freinfs. His deeds would only feature an unnamed hero who's name was lost to time. Yes Perseus Jackson was doomed to be forgotten, and this is what hurt the most.

Time Skip (3 months)

Percy was helping himself to his lunch which he thought he deserved after he had barely managed to fend off the last horde of monsters that seem to actively attempt to hunt him. After he finished off his sandwich he clambered into his hammock that was suspended between two large evergreen trees.

As he gently swung side to side in his hammock he gradually became more and more tired and after only 5 minutes, slipped into the realm of Morpheus. This time however, he did not have an "ordinary" demigod dream. No, this time he was floating through blackness. His surroundings were nonexistent, there was nothing but blackness. Not dark, since he could see himself quite clearly, as if was illuminated, but the light came from nowhere.

A voice that seemed to emanate from all around him, "hello. I am chaos." The voice was soft, and Percy could not seem to tell whether it was a male or female voice. It spoke again, "Do you know who Chaos is, child?" Percy racked his brain until finally he spoke, "Chaos is the creator of the universe which means that you're the creator of the universe..." Percy just realized who he was talking to and thought that better not run his mouth here. "Child, I have come to understand that you, the twice savior of Olympus, have nothing left here on this planet. I'm I correct?" "Yes..." Percy responded after a pause. "Then I would like to make you an offer," Chaos began, "I would like you to become the leader of an elite team of people who shall carry out my wishes in a just manner. The assasins or Hitmen of Chaos if you will." You would live in my realm and travel the universe protecting the innocent and carrying out my wishes. You and your team would be given partial immortality and would no longer face sickness nor would you age." Percy took all of this information in and slowly formed a coherent sentence, "Chaos, I would like to know who I would be working with before I answer. Ah please." He said as politely as he could. "Well that's the fun part, you see. You choose them. Fallen comrades, people who have been trained in my realm, anyone who I deem worthy really. Sow what say you Perseus Jackson?" Percy thought about the fact that he had no I've left and nothing that he was leaving behind other than his city that he grew to love. After what seemed an eternity to Chaos, Percy replied, "yes, yes I would."