Chapter 1: Prologue

For Your Information, This story was posted exactly a year ago from this date 9/11/2011 Yet just about 4 months ago, this story was deleted and all my followers could not see this story. So I chose to post it once more on this exact date, just one year later. Please read this story and understand it.

Here's a new story. I am really sorry for all that I have saddened you with. This is just a way of saying, that not many lives could be this way, and that this story I know everyone hates will continue. I know of what has happened of this event. I feel the pain and just want to express it. I am sorry, but I am showing how some people would be in this event. What would happen if Percy was in this event. Please. PLEASE! I've already had flames and am sorry, if you just do not like this story, do not read it, it is my fault for writing such a story. Please forgive me of those people. Sorry...

This is not like any Chaos story shit, believe me it's not, It has its on plot completely different from people's Annabeth is a bitch and ditches PJ and he cries like a baby and goes for Chaos and he becomes number one. There is a reason for everything. If you listen carefully, it's even in the summary below. I put hints in every single one of my chapters on what is going to happen. I have only found one person who figured it out. So thumbs up to them. If you find it, PM me, not in reviews, but nice of you to review. Thank you and enjoy your next adventure.

Summery

Percy saw his parents die at the 9/11 event. He faced sad challenges. He lost all hope and left camp as the camp looks on his cabin each day and night with confusion sprawled across their faces. Annabeth tries to counter the event that has happened and tries to solve the mystery of this. One day a group of people arrive. Knights of Chaos. They find Percy as the second in command, next to Chaos. Months pass as they stay. One night Percy sneaks out, but happens? He disappears. But where? All of the 9/11 events included. A new war starts. Days count down. Percy is lost. The gods can't find him. Chaos is unknown of the location as well. Only one person will know.

16 year old, Percy Jackson was looking at the tower. One tower was down and he stared. A tear trickled down his cheek. He couldn't believe this. His mother was gone. Everyone was torn from him, that he loved except his best friend. Though he just didn't understand. He couldn't process what was happening.

His mother and stepfather lay in the ruins of this tragic ways. He couldn't take it. The structure of the building just wasn't built to perfection he could see. He wanted to call his Annabeth, yet he couldn't. Nothing seemed more dreadful. He put his head in his hands, and cried. Paul and Sally Jackson were dead, and he wished he were among them. Terror filled his eyes.

He shook. Just after a quest to finish the world, another monster comes in to destroy it. He lost it. The gods looked down on him filled with pity. They couldn't come and help. Nothing could be done.


Annabeth lay on her bunk bed as she stared at the picture of Percy and her hugging together. A tear clung onto hers as well; she looked at the news again. One tower torn down by a plane. She was lost. Why! Where was Percy as well? They listed the names dead and she was shocked by two names.

Sally and Paul Blofis

Died September 11

She gasped. Percy had no phone she could call, nothing could be sent. Why!

She hugged her chest as she as well put her tears in her hands.

"Are you okay?" said a voice. She looked up and saw Malcolm standing in front of her with worry. She put her right hand on the newspaper that was just delivered. Red eyes stained her view. Malcolm looked at it and grabbed it lightly. He then looked at her sorrowfully. A tear also clung to his cheek.

"I'm sorry, Annabeth." He said as he as well cried.


Percy looked again at the building. Others stood near him. Firemen littered the streets of New York. His mother and stepfather were just going to check at a few things when the disaster happened.

He was too tired of this. New York couldn't take all of this drama. Just after seeing monsters around the streets and a broken Brooklyn Bridge. Another disaster in hand.

He was too consumed in his sadness and sorrow, he didn't realize a black void of emptiness appeared behind him.

"Perseus Jackson, Savior of Olympus, Defeater of Kronos," whispered a voice behind him.

Percy turned around with his sword against the neck of a hooded man.

"Who are you?" Percy said with terror. He was broken.

"I know what you are feeling, I am Chaos and wish for you to join my knights." The hooded man answered

"And why? People are dying and you are recruiting?" His voice cracked.

"A war will come and I need you prepared, just a few months and you will be ready. It is needed, a powerful mortal that is filled with blood of Ouranus and many other ancestors."

"How bout Annabeth and camp?"

"You will see them soon. Come." He said.

Just as they disappeared into the void, the second building tumbled.

Things will Change.


That's the beginnning of my story of a twisted story of 9/11, which happened exactly 11 years ago in 2001. This occurred in New York City, USA. Just a year ago, the leader of the group was killed, Osama bin Laden, and he was the reason for the Twin Towers to Fall.

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