Percy Jackson and the Titan of Chaos

Chapter one

-Percy-

Panting he ran towards the entrance to camp uncapping Riptide as he went, the emergency conch horn had sounded alerting the Camp to a new Demigod at the boundary. Cresting the hill he saw a fifteen year old kid running from a hellhound on the hill so, with a jump, he landed on the hounds back and stabbed it turning it to monster dust. Turning to the new Demigod Percy said "Welcome to Camp Half-Blood. Let's head to the mess hall so you can meet the Camp Director." and after a nod from the new demigod they set off. When they reached the pavilion Percy and the new camper walked up to the head table to speak to Mr. D. "Mr. D," Percy said "This is our new camper… uh what's your name?".

"Hector son of Poseidon and the most powerful demigod alive. My father told me about my heritage and to come here." The now named 'Hector' stated proudly as a glowing ethereal trident appeared over the boy's head to prove the claiming.

Before anyone could respond a laugh broke out from the Ares table, "You think that you are the world's most powerful Demigod? No that position is held by your brother Percy Jackson son of Poseidon, conqueror of Kronos, defeater of Hyperion, Hero of Olympus, bearer of the Mark of Achilles, traverser of the Labyrinth, retriever of Zeus' Master bolt, survivor of the Sea of Monsters, retriever of the golden fleece, bearer of the sky, and leader of Camp Half-Blood." Clarisse La Rue said with a nod to Percy and a wide grin, the two having become pretty good friends which allowed her to know how much he hated his long list of titles.

Hector turned towards Percy and cocked a disbelieving eyebrow causing him to sigh and explain "Yes, yes, all true. This is Clarisse La Rue daughter of Ares and Drakon slayer. And over there," Percy continued pointing at Annabeth "is my girlfriend Annabeth Chase daughter of Athena and Grand Architect of Olympus." Annabeth blushed and smiled at him while Hector scowled.

-one week later-

Getting up he looked at Hector's empty bunk and sighed in relief at seeing it empty. Over the past week Hector had continued his arrogant behavior and was making many allies in the camp. His 'brother' had been using every single power possible whenever possible to seem more powerful and, since he himself tried to avoid using his powers unless neccissery, the younger campers and those who didn't know him as well began being swayed that Hector was stronger.

So far the only people not taken by him were the cabin councilors and the Apollo and Ares cabins but he had even seen that Annabeth was starting to waver. Deciding to talk to his girlfriend about it he began walking towards the beach to clear his head and plan what to say but upon cresting the hill he felt his heart break. On the beach Annabeth sat kissing Hector and as the broke apart he could hear Hector ask Annabeth "When are you going to dump my loser brother Annabeth?".

"Don't worry Hector I'll do it today, you're a lot stronger than Percy was and if the rate you've won the loyalty of the camp is any rate you're a better demigod and a better man as well." Annabeth replied and began kissing Hector again, neither of them having a care in the world, neither of them seeing his heart shatter.

As he stared at the oblivious couple he felt the urge to do something, to roar and rage against their betrayal but instead he spun on his heal and stalked back towards his cabin, they weren't worth it. Annabeth had proven that she had no true love for him, that she didn't care about him at all, only the power he could give her. He should have realized it long ago, with her fatal flaw being Hubris, to where he saw her vision of paradise and she had still placed Luke above even him after the son of Hermes had not only tried to kill them but poisoned Thalia's tree. He would let them destroy themselves as he knew once it came out that his brother was simply full of hot air, boasting and bragging about being the best, that Annabeth would leave Hector, and both would realize their mistake…but by then it would be too late.

Getting to his cabin he ripped off his Camp Half-Blood shirt, this place wasn't his home anymore. One thing that was true about the little 'conversation' he had overheard was how Hector had gained the camp's allegiance…for the most part at least. The Cabin Leaders had their positions due to them being more powerful and experienced than the rest of their siblings, they knew the truth about the difference in power between himself and Hector, with Annabeth being the only exception, the daughter of Athena being blinded by her fatal flaw. The Apollo and Ares cabins also hadn't been swayed due to Ares children always being able to get a read on if an opponent was truly strong and the Apollo children instinctually seeing the falsehood in Hector's words.

Grabbing his possessions he threw them into his bottomless backpack, a gift from Beckendorf before the son of Hephaestus had died, and pulled on a black shirt with a sea green trident on it. Throwing his bag over his shoulder he gazed forlornly one last time at his cabin before turning and heading out, silently ignoring the other demigods that tried to gain his attention as he passed them.

He was stopped by Mr. D as he neared the camp entrance, the wine god looking at him drunkenly, Zeus having given the camp's 'director' a reprieve due to the victory in the war "Were do you think you're going Peter Johanson?" the wine god demanded, staggering slightly due to the inebriation.

"I'm leaving Mr. D." he replied emotionlessly, not wanting to deal with the irritating god at the moment as he tried to walk around the Olympian only for Dionysus to put a hand to his chest to try and stop him. Not in the mood he glared hard at the god before slamming his palm into the Olympian's chest sending Dionysus flying back, slamming into a tree with a resounding crash. Leaning down to whisper in the drunken god's ear he growled "Here's a little known fact Mr. D. When a person bearing the mark of Achilles kills another with the same mark then the victor gains the losers strengths and powers. So I have the strengths and powers of both Luke Castellan and Kronos added to my own not to mention that their Achilles skin protects my weak point just as mine protects theirs. You have no chance of stopping me." and with that he stormed off not hearing Mr. D whimper in fear nor see him flash out.

As he walked down the hill, away from the camp he had called home for four years, he heard something pounding hard against the ground behind him and, turning he saw Mrs. O'Leary running towards him happily. Smilign softly he reached up to pet his beloved hellhound, one of the only good things he had left in this world before he got an idea "Hey girl," he said softly as he stroked her fur "do you think that you can take me to an alleyway near the Empire State Building?" in reply she woofed and gave him a large slobbery doggy kiss. After laughing, and whipping the slobber out of his eyes, he got on her back and felt the shadows enclose them.

When the shadows left he was in an alley next to the Empire State Building. Cleaning himself off with a snap of his fingers, a useful skill he got from Luke, he entered the tall building. Walking up to the guard at the desk Percy growled "Give… me…. the… key." putting extreme emphasis on each individual word, not wanting to deal with the idiotic 'guard' refusing to acknowledge Olympus again and end up making him even angrier than he already was. The guard, after nearly pissing himself, practically threw the key at him who stormed into the elevator and slammed the key into the slot. When the elevator reached the six hundredth floor he marched onwards towards the throne room of Olympus and he pushed open its doors.

"Percy Jackson?" Zeus asked in surprise as he entered, "Whit is it you want?".

Kneeling down in front of the king of Olympus Percy said "One thing Lord Zeus…I want you to kill me.".