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First time writing on fanfic! Yeah! (party streamers explode everywhere) Hope you guys enjoy the story (No really, I do. But pushing that fav and follow button will make me squeal like a pig on steroids). Lights! Camera! ACTION!

Disclaimer: Ugh! Why can't I own Percy Jackson? Sadly, it belongs to Rick Riordan.

Prologue

Present Day

Percy POV:

You've probably been to quite a few parties. Fun, drinks, the likes. But Olympian Parties, you've never been to a party unless it was an Olympic one. But, you can't have a party without a party pooper (well actually you can but you are a demigod so...).

Annabeth and I were sitting on the beach watching Hephaestus Grade-A fireworks and for once having a moment of peace. For some reason, one of the fireworks was a flying celestial bronze dragon. I thought it looked a lot like the dragon Beckondorf, Silena, Annabeth, and I saved. Oh gods. Beckondorf. Silena. Thinking of those names bring so many memories. It makes me wonder how there doing in Elysium. I should go ask Uncle Hades. Speaking of Hades, he and Hestia were granted temples on Olympus for there "cooperation with the Olympians". Oh yeah, after the party, we're going to Olympus for the post-war meeting whatever that is. Arghh! Stupid ADHD. Makes me go off topic. What was I talking about again? Oh yeah, back to the fireworks.

Wait, is it just me or did that "celestial bronze dragon firework" get a lot closer. I voiced my thoughts to Annabeth.

"Hmmm, now that I think of it, you're right. Must be an illusion caused by Hephaestus who modified the angle and trajectory to cr-"

She was cut off when the "celestial bronze metal firework" spewed fire into the sky, lighting up everything in a fiery orange hue. I instinctively reached for my pen Riptide and Annabeth, her dagger.

"Peace people! I come in Peace!" came a voice from atop the dragon.

It was only then that I realized someone was riding the dragon. Two people actually. "Holy Zeus! Is that Leo?!" Mutters of astonishment flew through the crowd of campers faster than fire and kerosene (or rumors in a high school). The dragon (Annabeth said his name was Fatness or something) started to fly down quickly. I put Riptide back in my pocket while I waited for Fatness to land.

Leo's POV:

Going back to Camp Half-blood was nerve-wracking. Only Calypso kept me from hyperventilating.

"Its okay," she said reassuringly "what could go wrong."

Dang, I swear that girl has charmspeak sometimes. Of course, Festus blew fire in the air signaling he agreed with Calypso.

Suddenly, I heard screams below among my fellow campers. What was going on I wondered.

"I think there pointing at us" Calypso says.

I groaned inwardly. "Peace people. I come in PEACE! Festus, bring us down." I muttered that last part so only Festus and Calypso could hear.

He folded his wings and dove down. At the last second, he furled open his wings and glided gently down. Calypso and I dismounted and were immediately mobbed by questions. I looked around trying to find some familiar faces.

I spotted Jason and Piper in the crowd with surprised but ecstatic expressions. Percy and Annabeth were walking hand-in-hand with similar expressions. I couldn't find Hazel and Frank anywhere until I heard a familiar voice in the crowd say "Leo?"

"By the gods. It really is you!"Hazel shrieked in delight. She ran over to hug me. The crowd cooed in delight (probably the Aphrodite kids).

"Uh where's Frank?"

"Here" came a voice from behind.

I turned and saw Jason, Piper, Percy, Annabeth, and Frank.

"Where's Nico?" I questioned.

"Doing normal Son of Hades stuff. Probably contacting Bianca or-"

"Present". A dark, low voice called.

Everyone's head turned and looked at the now present son of Hades.

"What!" He exclaimed in a exasperated manner.

"I can still go outside you know." An awkward silence followed.

"Yes you can." A mysterious voice called from the shadow.

Once again, heads were turned and surprised shouts were made when a man stepped out of the shadows.

He (or was it a she) had black clothes littered with stars and galaxies. You couldn't see his face, nor any other part of his flesh, but you could see his eyes, which were pure white.

"I have come for the Chosen Seven along with Nico di Angelo, Thalia Grace, Calypso, Grover Underwood, and Rachael Elizabeth Dare."

"Who are you. And what do you want." Thalia demanded.

"Ah. Thalia Grace. As persistent as always. I am Chaos." Right after those words left his mouth, pandemonium broke out.

"SILENCE!" Zeus commanded "what are you doing here." Zeus asked with a bit of fear outlining his speech.

"I merely wish to show the Seven and the names I called an alternate view of the Titan war, the Giant war, and post-war consequences. I want to show them what they prevented. I swear on the River Styx."

Thunder rumbled in the distance like a gavel on wood.

"Alright, we'll do it. Only how are we going to get there?" Annabeth asked.

Chaos snapped his fingers and a swirling portal opened. "That's how." More gasps rippled across the crowd.

"Here goes nothing." I muttered and stepped through the portal.

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