" Oh I also want you to be my adopted Daughter and heir to the throne when I fade. If you would like to." Chaos said. I could have sworn he sounded nervous to me. I mean I would to if it was me asking that question because I gotta say it is kind of awkward.

"Okay, but I thought you couldn't fade because you are the creator of the Universe ." I asked a little confused.

"Well I can fade because everything dies at some point in time but it will be in a long time."

Sylvia's pov (used to be Percy)

15 years later in Earth years ( 25 years on the planet Avotoria )

"Hey Dad! Do you have anything for me to do?" I yelled as I walked into his study where Dad was sitting on his throne-like chair behind his huge desk. While he may only be my adopted father he is like my real dad to me and I absolutely love him, more than Poseidon. Behind me was my Best friend and second in command, resurrected Luke Castellan who is now the minor primordial god of Thieves, Traveling, and Trickery.

"Hello Sylvia, and yes I have something for you to do. Actually both of us to do."

"Care to enlighten me, Dad?"

"We are going to Earth to talk to the Olympians because of an upcoming war." he said while rolling his eyes.

"Is is Kronos again?" I knew this was going to happen one day.

"Yes. The meeting is in 2 minutes and Luke is coming with us."

"Thank you Chaos" Luke replied. When we first resurrected Luke 10 years ago he kept saying "my lord" and crap like that so dad persisted he just call him Chaos and no title.

After 2 minutes of talking about the upcoming war, we left in a portal to go crash a meeting.

As we appeared in the Olympian's throne room I noticed that all the campers were there and as soon as everyone saw us appear the campers and gods quickly stood up and pulled out their weapons. They couldn't tell who Luke and I where though because we had our hoods up to hide our faces.

"Who goes there and dares to interrupt the meeting of the gods!" Zeus yelled at us.

With a wave of his had dad made everyone in the room drop their weapons which resulted in everyone staring at the display of great power.