I am cold, cold in heart, body, mind and soul. Ice has formed over what was once my heart, infusing deep into my very being, never allowing any feeling to push through the barrier. Who am I, you may ask.

Some call me the shadow that consumes all light, the destroyer, the assassin, but I am simply Dark, nothing more, nothing less. My soldiers respect that, my master even more, after all he knew me better than any other person in the universe.

It was here I now stood, in front of my master his expression was annoyed, which I knew was never a good sign. 'My boy, I have grave news.' He stated simply, and by his tone I knew this was not going to be particularly pleasant, for me especially.

'Yes?' I questioned. He sighed, a long deep sigh. He was my master, the one who trained me, the one who saved me from a terrible fate, but that didn't wash away the resentment and bitterness that I felt.

'I need you to take twenty soldiers to sector one,' He stopped as if he was going to regret his next words, 'I need you to defend earth from Gaia.' He finished.

I remained silent, for it was all that I could do to stop myself from screaming angrily at the top of my lungs. 'Yes, Master.' I choked out and without another word or action I walked out, the tension was so thick it was deadly.

That Day at Olympus:

'We have a problem here my fellow gods.' Zeus yelled to silence the others.

'Yes, it appears that Gaia is rising and this time she has the titans with her.' Poseidon mentioned solemnly, intentionally not voicing what everyone was already thinking, and this time we don't have Percy.

'That aside I have been given news that we will receive aid from a powerful source.' Hades imputed.

'Who?' Athena asked curiously.

'Chaos.' Hades stated simply. The room went silent, all of the immortal campers, Olympians and even the minor gods went completely silent.

'Yes.' A voice boomed in the room, 'I am sending 20 soldiers to help you, plus I am sending my commander and assassin as well.' Chaos' voice projected through the silence. 'They will be at camp in an hour.' The voice finished and the presence left the room.

In a flurry of activity and voices everyone left the room completely forgetting about formality. They all raced down to camp half blood to prepare for the arrival.

Back With Dark.

I placed my compactable tent/room into my pouch on my waist. I hadn't felt such a flux of emotions in a very long time, and it was an unwelcomed feeling.

I sighed and walked down the halls to meet up with the soldiers. They were the legions best warriors and I knew everyone's name and back story.

'Ready?' He called loudly and they all turned to him and stood to attention.

'Of course sir.' His second in command said. Even though he knew their background stories, they had no idea of his, which he planned to keep it that way. He couldn't afford to soften up and become weak like he used to be, not in his line of work.

'Okay let's go.' He stated and they teleported to half-blood hill. The camp looked a lot like it used to, the same strawberry fields were there, the lake, the forest, and the cabins with additions for the minor gods.

It had been 10,000 years since he was last here, it was actually kind of nice to see some things hadn't changed. His soldiers marched up the hill knowing not to wait for him.

They knew him to well not to. He then began his walk up to the tree which Thalia's spirit used to reside. The fleece glittered in the sunset light, and Peleus was snoring lightly.

He joined his soldiers, standing behind them, his hands were folded neatly behind his back, waiting patiently. Then the gods flashed in all 14 Olympians in one place, the power that radiated was large, but not as large as his.

'Hello soldiers, I am Zeus king of the gods, and we welcome you to camp-half blood.' He greeted. 'I was wondering where the assassin was, can you tell us?' Zeus, for a change, spoke quite politely.

I walked forward through the soldiers who parted like the red sea. 'I am Dark.' I spoke, well darkly. My hood which was part of my cloak was up which allowed only parts of my face to be visible. 'I am the assassin of Chaos.' I proclaimed loud enough for even the campers at the back to hear.

Then the silence was broken by an idiot who begun laughing, 'you?' He choked out between fits of laugher. 'Assassin of Chaos?' He continued. The next thing the idiot was aware of was a blade in his arm and a cold presence standing before him.

The idiot known as Ben screamed in pain. 'Want to say that again?' I asked him coldly making sure he felt every bit of resentment that I had for him. Golden blood dripped from his arm where the knife protruded.

No one dared to go forward to help the head councilor for the Poseidon cabin in fear of their own lives.

Dark chuckled before pulling out the knife, 'I didn't think so.' Dark continued coolly, before turning his back and walking away.

'Coward.' He heard Ben mutter under his breath.

'Coward?' Dark questioned, 'you have the nerve to call me a coward? I have fought more battles and wars than years you have been alive. I have been on the front line for each and every one, and also for your information I have killed more people than years the gods have been alive, and most of them were a thousand times stronger and smarter than you, and yet no one has ever evaded me, and you have the guile to call me a coward. Check again who you are talking to and choose you next words carefully as they may be your last. Even immortals can die.' He finished with a whisper after his voice had risen exponentially so that everyone flinched.

'Sorry.' Ben whispered softly.

Dark grunted and walked off towards the woods and just before he vanished he made some hand gestures which the soldiers understood and they walked off.

Once all of Chaos' forces left, 'well, that went well.' Hades commented and then all the gods left leaving behind their mildly confused children. One in particular was severely confused, Annabeth Chase stood scratching her head in deep thought. What could make someone such a cold hearted monster like that? She thought.

She would dwell on that later but until then she herded her cabin towards the dining pavilion ready for dinner.

Dark was angrier than he had been for centuries. Even after all this time he was still pissed off by that guy. He wished he could just kill him, but orders were orders.

He sighed and slid down the tree that he was unconsciously leaning against. 'Maybe we can turn this around. Maybe it won't be so bad.' He whispered to himself absentmindedly.

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