Okay. I have received about thirty emails complimenting this story, and after reading all the Chaos stories, I'm really excited to write my own. I would like to thank Orlok because now I want to make this story my own, as opposed to some normal Chaos story (no offence to all those stories: they were my inspiration) and I'm going to give you guys all a surprise! This chapter isn't very long, but the next chapter hat I'm currently writing is a lot longer. I hope you guys like it!

The Death

Percy POV:

I wanted to iris message mom. Not have her pick up, but more like when she gets home, she'll see it and look at it. It will be a recording, but I will try as hard as I can in order to make it sound like I was really there. "Oh Iris, goddess of the rainbow, please accept my offering. Sally Jackson's apartment, Manhattan." It showed, and something was wrong. Something was very wrong indeed. It was on fire. I saw Nico looking frantically, but then he saw me, and his eyes started to fill with tears.

"Percy. I'm sorry. Right when I felt her life force fading, I tried to make it here as quickly as possible. I—" "Nico. It's okay. Just … make sure she gets into the Elysseum. She deserves it. Thank you Nico. Goodbye." I swished my hand through the iris message. My mom was dead.

Then, I came with a resolution. That is, after I cried for ten minutes. Chaos had come in, but I was too teary to register it. He was nice. He wanted to make sure that I got what I deserved (I know it sounds un-modest, but it was more like he was trying to comfort me when all of my friends abandoned me.) My resolution: any and every person, who had ever harmed any person innocent, did not deserve to live. They didn't deserve to live like Sally did. They didn't deserve to have love like Sally did. I am going to become an assassin.

Chaos walked in, and I finally got a good look at him. Or was it a she? Either way, I am going to say him because it's more natural for me. Anyways, he walked in and put a hand on my shoulder.

"Percy, I can hear your thoughts. If you truly wish, I could make you my assassin. I was down here looking for one. I know that this isn't the most advanced of all civilizations, but if there was a truly talented human or demigod, then that demigod could kick some serious butt." "Thank you Lord Chaos. There is one problem though. What did you mean that this wasn't the most advanced of civilizations? Are there aliens on other planets?" He laughed at that. "Why of course! Did you think that I had only created Gaea? But either way, I could train you to become the deadliest assassin the universe had ever known. You will hunt down evil, and save the innocent. Recently, I have started an organization known as the Chaos's Army, or C A for short. They are all highly trained, but the difference between them and you, is that you are going to be an assassin. They are warriors. Warriors take pride in how many people they kill in the battlefield. Assassins take pride in the good that they do."

I realized that if I didn't do this, then I might not be able to realize my vow. Either way, it's not like anyone would miss me. Even the gods have forgotten about me. My dad never invited me to his castle. The only time I was there was when I almost died, and the only thing that kept him from sending me on my way was the Ancient Rules of hospitality. With Chaos, things were going to be different. I was going to kick some major booty.

As we traveled, about ten hellhounds, one Fury, Medusa, and two sphinxes attacked us. Chaos had said that since we were travelingtogether to his city, we were going to be attacked a lot more. It was kind of like an initiation sequence. If you didn't survive, then you didn't deserve to be working for Chaos. I killed all of them easier then I normally would have, and it's most likely because of the anger that was currently coursing through my veins. I wanted to vent all of my hate on all of these stupid animals. They didn't deserve to live. They didn't deserve to live like Sally Jackson did. They didn't deserve to live like my mom did.

I was so angry that I didn't wonder why Chaos was just watching. Maybe it was just because it was my initiation, and he, being Chaos, didn't have to be accepted in order to work for himself. Finally, Hermes came to me. I was so blinded by hate, that I attacked him, and easily managed to give him a nasty gash on his leg, but when I realized what I had done, I quickly apologized, and gave him some of my ambrosia.

"Percy. You have always been kind to me. You freed my pride and honor from Chronos. I just want you to know, that no matter what your decisions, I will be here to help you. Go with Chaos, just know that if you ever want to send a message, I'll be there for you." I knew that he still loved me because I gave Luke the knife. I also knew, that what he just said meant a lot more than mere words. He still trusted me. And of course, one mustn't forget about George and Martha. Yea. If he gets ambrosia, then where are my rats? Oh George. Yea? Shut up. Okay. They always made me smile, and for once, I rammed my fist into a rat hole, and pulled out two rats. I gave one to George and the other to Martha, even though they shared bodies. Hermes smiled at that, and Martha commented on how I was going to get her addicted to rats.

They were always so nice, if not oblivious to the happenings around them. They would be some of the very few people that I actually missed. With that, Chaos and I arrived at a large and black vortex. Okay. This is it. I leave everything behind, but keep those I love in my heart to remind me of my goal. Today, I leave behind the name of Perseus Jackson, and take on, hmm. How about something Greek, like Thanatos. It means Death.