A/N:

Guess who is back people.

I know it has been a while but I am back with a vengeance.

So let me tell you what is going on it terms of the story

For the moment I have ditched the Night Falls Story line.

I'm going to do a few more stories and gradually build to that one. I need to set the scene for 5 billion years in the future. So I am taking baby steps.

I am going to be working furiously on this story for the next couple of weeks before I am thrown back into assessments for school. I hope you enjoy this first chapter.

6 months after the events of Percy Jackson and the Assassins of Chaos

Third Person POV

The darkness moved across the ground like a torrent of water moves in a river. As it hit the wall of the fortress it went straight up and split into 100's of dark tendrils. They spread across the stonewalls of the fortress as if it was being attacked by a monster made of pure darkness. It went straight over the wall and down into the courtyard. The guards sitting in the turrets, warmed by a fire, on the look out for intruders suddenly found themselves sitting in pure darkness. It was the last thing they ever knew before they were slaughtered. Every torch was extinguished, every guard brutally murdered as the tendrils made their way to the throne room and the living quarters of the Jarl. The door exploded and the Jarl's eyes flew away from his steward and to the door that had just exploded. The dark tendrils flew around the room, each hitting a different part of the floor and melding into a human form. Colour flowed into the forms and they became humans. Each one held a plasma rifle and two swords in holsters on their belts. They wore red coats with hoods over their heads. Their features were shrouded in darkness casted from their hoods. All of the rifles were pointed at the Jarl and his steward. The Battlemaster ran in and charged at the men with his greatsword. Within seconds he was reduced to ash on the floor along with the Jarl's steward. The men in the red coats formed a line either side of the entrance and in walked another man. He carried with him an air of superiority. He wore the same coat as the others but his hood was not raised. He had a tanned complexion with blood red eyes. His hair was brown and fashioned into a mohawk. He had a massive plasma rifle on his back but unlike the other men, he did not carry two swords on his belt. But if you looked close enough you could see knives in holsters, scattered in different places on his body. He walked straight up to the Jarl.

"Hello Jarl Okki, how are you this evening?" the man with the mohawk said.

"Who the hell are you?" the Jarl yelled. The man with the mohawk smiled, his sharp canines flashing before the Jarl. The Jarl maintained his guise of authority and courage but on the inside he couldn't feel more afraid, for both himself and his family who were currently upstairs in his living quarters.

"Me. I'm just a harmless assassin, trying to make my way in this life. They call me Udnoy. I'm with Chaos," Udnoy said.
"But Chaos aided me with the recent Firestorm rebellion. He is an ally of my kingdom," the Jarl said, surprised at the sudden turn of events. Only 2 years ago had the Firestorm rebels decided to escalate their cause, raiding nearby villages, slowly making their way towards the capital. Chaos had deployed 100 Omega unit soldiers to amend the situation. Chaos was a valuable ally and this sudden turn that had occurred baffled Jarl Okki.

"Well ally's change dear Jarl. And contracts speak louder than allies," Udnoy laughed, a knife flying out of its holster and into the Jarl's heart. Blood spurted out of his body and the Jarl's body flopped back into his throne. What the Jarl didn't know is that his 8-year old son, was standing in the doorway next to the throne and had seen the entire ordeal. He had come down to see when his dad was coming up to dinner and instead had seen something that no one should ever have to see. Udnoy looked at the door and winked at the boy before evaporating in darkness and flying out the door along with the rest of the men he had brought with him. The boy ran upstairs, tears streaming down his face and cried into his mother's shoulder for the rest of the night. Eventually the mother went downstairs and found her husband murdered in his own throne. She was able to elicit a response from her son as to what happened and immediately renounced her kingdom's alliance with the Chaos army. That really set Udnoy's plan into motion.

Wait who is Udnoy?

Why does he say he is with Chaos?

Why did he kill some random guy called Okki?

So many questions so little time to get the next chapter up.

Better get to it.

Talk to you guys soon

- Dalek