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Percy's P.O.

When I regained my composure I knew I couldn't stay here, the Greeks and Romans didn't want me here anymore, so why even stay? The person I love the most didn't even want me here. I quickly took inventory of the room; clothing and broken weapons lay around, strewed throughout the room carelessly. while my unmade bed had a bunch of junk shoved against the footboard and the dresser was half open spilling a mess of color into the room. Quickly spotting a backpack near the closed door of the bathroom, which most likely was even more of a disaster zone, I grabbed it and stuffed some random clothes into it, along with camping supplies, money, and some weapons. Then I slipped on a coat and stuffed the riptide into my pocket as I quickly cleaned up the room and remade the bed. Satisfied, I quietly slipped out just as the dinner bell rang and walked up past the big house and in season strawberry fields as I reviewed all of my memories and sighed. I will always miss this place, no matter how badly the people treated me. I couldn't help but think about someone wanting me to be here. If anyone, anyone told me they wanted me to stay, I would. I quickly scolded myself for the false hope I had and turned toward the road, sighing wearily as I began my trek into the vast stretch of woods stretched out in front of me.

3rd person P.O.V

Helping sea animals seemed to pass the time, and endless training also helped Percy keep busy, helped him from not remembering everyone and how much it hurt. Helped him not think of her, how much he relied on her and how much he still loved her.

Helping people, animals, and other living beings seemed like the right thing to do, he had endless time and didn't mind helping, especially the demigods, he liked to hear about their lives and talking to them. It helped keep the loneliness at bay but then they would reach camp and he sent them on their way, hoping that they would get a chance to become great hero but, he always destined to be alone. The fates were cruel.

Percy's P.O.V.

It's been a few busy months, I haven't run into many monsters but there was a close call with a few Hunters. I've ran into a few demigods and felt bad for them and helped them to camp. Hoping at least they won't believe all the bad things about me. I always help them to the border and watch them go down, making sure they're safe before leaving. I would never give them my name, so one day I was spying on the Hunters` camp, trying to keep put with recent news when I heard them talk about Maia, a little girl that will probably be a child of Apollo, that i helped cross the border. They talked about how every kid I helped across always referred to me as the Raven haired boy or the green eyed one, I hope the gods will still respect my wish and claim their kids. I want Maia to like camp and make it her home even though it couldn't stay mine. I haven`t forgotten anyone of the kids names that I help across, I can remember what they were like. But I don't know if I can keep on helping every kid to camp. Every visit hurts and brings both bad and good memories, but I still help the kids across, because they could get hurt or killed and they should have a fighting chance.

I need to get away from the gods, I need to just be alone. How can you possibly be away from the gods though? They rule everything... Except for Alaska. Why not, I thought to myself as I began to make a camp.

I was currently somewhere in California, I decided that in the morning I would head to Alaska. At least I'll find some peace there, plus most monsters were dead after the giant war. So at least I wouldn't have to worry about that. I honestly didn't want to, but what else is there to do? I can't pretend as if it never happened, I need to clear my mind and get everything sorted out, away from the influences of the Gods.

I watched the sun slowly rise as I sat eating an old granola bar; mentally sighing. Its not like I really wanted to go to Alaska, but what else was there? I just needed a break from all this gods and monsters and all the other mythology crap. Besides, it was always good to check to make sure the monsters were already gone. Just in case they weren't regrouping; because if the did, that would've really sucked. I mean, we just fought a war were tons of demigods died, and I don't know if we could fight another.

With that thought in mind I slowly began to pack up my sleeping bag and things around the camp before putting the fire out and heading up to north to Canada and eventually Alaska.

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I've run into a few more monsters than usual but nothing too bad, nothing even close to making me regret the decision of coming here in the first place. I actually quite enjoyed the peace and wildness of Alaska, it was far different than the New York City style life I was use to, but surprisingly, it was a welcoming change. The huge mountains full of vast amounts of trees I knew Grover would love it here. It was so untamed and desolate but I found it nice; it was somewhere where I could really think, and I know I really shouldn't be dwelling on the 'incident' but I wasn't, honestly. I just kept thinking about all the good times and one day I realized that as hard as I might want to hate them, I couldn't because of all we've been through and I couldn't give up on them now. But that doesn't mean we can't take a break and the only way I know how to fully take a break from the gods without going to Alaska, I just need to mentally take a break. And for a while, I honestly tried to hate them, I honestly did I can promise you, I did. I gave myself a good run for my own money but in the end I couldn't, not just because of how much I owed them or how many times I`d be dead over, or even how I would've given up long ago without their help and support, what really did it for me was just how they stuck with me through everything, and it was only one, only this time were they didn`t. And how can I fault them for that? They were there for me when no one else was, every time except this one, so they deserve some forgiveness and I needed to get on with my life. They are, so the least I can do is get one with mine. Without knowing it, I already forgave them long ago.

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Upon arriving in Alaska, I had simply set up camp in the wilderness. I had grown accustom to the long days and it's untamed nature but after a couple of weeks, I had grown lonely without anyone to keep me company, save for the few monsters that would attack here and there but I hadn't had any until human contact in a while. To fix my predicament and do something besides training, I went into a tiny village called Northpoint where I rented a room at the local inn and took up a job there. Everyone there was so differently cultured though, so it took sometime getting used to it all. I was lucky to get a job in time though, because winter was soon rolling in and no one wanted to be stuck outside without proper gear, and let's face... Although I have camped out many times, I did not want to try and survive a winter, cold and alone, in the wilderness.

The days passed in a blur, everything seemed so simple that I felt almost normal because I didn't have a world changing prophecy looming over my head. For the first time in my life, I felt simple and normal, with no other complications or rules or even having to fear for my life or the lives of others.

As great as this sounds it also got a bit lonely, and although everyone was nice, no one was as close a friend like the ones back at home.

As the days turned to weeks, and weeks turned into months I had become almost bored with this life. Although refreshing at first, it now seemed repetitive and meaningless, cooking and cleaning all day just to go home to an empty room and go to sleep. The new life I had acquired was full in comparison to the one full of monsters and the gods. Even being around my mom seemed fun filled compared to the dullness this place offered.

I began to feel restless as the days passed. When the beginnings of spring started to pop up and the green grass start to grow, I was restless, praying to anyone that something would happen. And indeed something did happen, something that would give me a new life, purpose, and would definitely promise to be exciting.

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I began to drink the last of the nectar when I heard a knock at the door, slowly pulling on my shirt, ignoring the excruciating pain emiting from my chest were a hell hound got in a lucky shot. I limped over to the door and cautiously opened the door, riptide in other hand, ready to swing if need be. Instead of a monster as I expected, it was a man dressed in a midnight black suit. He had pitch black hair that contrasted greatly with his pale skin tone, it was like he stepped out of the movie twilight. He seemed relatively normal, other than the fact that his eyes were a swirling vortex of colors, and not some rainbow colors that made you think he was made of rainbows, but darker colors that seemed to be mixed with black.

"Hello" said the man, smiling slightly as he took in my appearance. I could feel the waves of power rolling off of him, it was unlike any I had ever felt before, he was definitely more powerful than Zeus and was stronger than Gaia ever was. All I could do was stare in shock back though. I managed to muster up a few words, saying dumbly, "Uh, hey. Do you need anything?"

Instead of answering he asked, "May I come in?"

Nodding dumbly again, I held open the door for him, forgetting about the sword still in my hand as I closed the door behind him. He looked around as he slowly walked in, smilingly slightly before heading to the bare living room and took a seat in one of the two wooden chairs in the room. He gestured for me to sit down as I walked over. Sitting down hesitantly, he began explaining why he was here.

"I'm assuming you don't know who I am." He said as I nodded before continuing, "Well I'll introduce myself. I am Chaos, creator of the multiverse and I presume you're Perseus Jackson. Am I wrong?" He asked, as he took in my frozen appearance.

Personally, I was totally shocked. The creator? In my crappy little apartment, my mother's reprimands from when I was younger flashed through my mind, as I mentally scolded myself for not cleaning up better, but how was I to know that Chaos would be here? Snapping out of my retrieve, I responded stupidly" Huh? Oh yeah, I'm Percy...Wait your who?"

I still couldn't comprehend it all, the man or being I should say that made everything in existence was standing in my living room, if you could even call it that. Coming to my senses quickly after the previous statement, I responded with another question. "Wait, how do you exist? I thought... well I just assumed that you didn't exist."

"Did you just assume that the universe came to be? No, hahahah, I made it."

"Well, when you put it like that, you make me sound stupid."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to insult you," Said Chaos genuinely as he in turned asked his own question. "The last time I was on earth was a long time ago though, so I understand your confusion. I must say, I'm very pleased that you're in Alaska, it makes it easier to go undetected by the gods."

"Why would you want to go undetected by the gods? I'm pretty sure they don't even think you exist anymore."

Chaos sighed as he heard this statement, "Yes , my grandchildren seemed to have forgotten about me. You know, earth was one of the first planets made by me? Yes I believe it was around my sixteenth billion living planets that I made." He smiled fondly at his last remark as I coughed, I was absolutely shocked at that revelation, six billion? How many are in the universe? "Any way, it matters not to me to be honest, not many people know, and usually I rule silently, enacting my influence when absolutely necessary."

"No offense or anything, but what do you want from me? It seems you're pretty busy with running the universe and making new planets."

"Multiverses."

"What?"

"There isn't one universe, there many. I thought you better know that before I get to why I'm here." The entire statement through me for a loop. This keep on getting crazier and crazier. Continuing with his dialogue, he began again, "you see, although against my original intentions my creations have become evil at times because I didn't want them to be mindless servants, serving me for life, so I gave them a gift. I gave them freedom, a choice between good and bad, right and wrong. While many chose good, many also chose evil and as my multiverse has expanded, so has the evil. I need to be able to call on someone for help. Thats where you come in, I want you to help me defeat evil."

"Oh, so you want me to go on missions for you?"

"Precisely, I need help keeping order. The missions won't be too frequent, about one per two weeks or so, maybe two but not a lot."

"Why do you want me to go on, missions for you? I'm sure you could find someone more qualified, you have an entire multiverse to look for someone."

"You are the most qualified person in my eyes. Your courage and experience make you perfect for the job. Someone I can count on, someone I can trust... You see, I've seen a lot in my life. I've seen the good turn evil and the evil turn good, the poor turn rich and the rich turn poor. I've seen the worst of human exploits and the best, I've seen wars waged, and smelt death as a result of it. I've seen people change, some people call it a change of heart, but from experience I know that is wrong. You know, I originally created by beings, human or not, as a blank slate waiting to be filled, so they would fully experience life. The impressions made on people shape their character, and people influence others to make them who they are today. But your heart, your heart never changes, whatever is added there can never be removed. It is our soul, our identity, and no one can take that away. So you can't have a change of heart, you can only have a change of mind. And for all the great things about you Perseus Jackson, for all of your accomplishments and victories, your heart was what made you the best choice. Its one of the purest out there, and it lives and beats for justice and kindness. I know, that no one would be better suited to help the innocent and wronged, than someone who wants that more than anything. And I truly admire you for that, not your accomplishments and victories, which anyone could do with the right amount of character, but for your heart, which not everyone has nor could ever have. It's your soul which ultimately makes you who you are. You see, your heart cannot be touched by the temporary things and feelings, it is only touched by the long term. Things, people, feelings, they only touch your heart when you've been with them a while, sure they can teach you things that are unforgettable, that's when it becomes part of your soul. The unforgettable... it will always remain, in your heart and soul." Listening the Chaos' lecture was truly humbling. This man seemed so wise, hidden with billions of years of knowledge. I was truly humbled, not byhis rank or power, but by the amount of wisdom he held. He would make Athena look like a child.

"Thank you, I don't know what to say." I said, I was stunned and humbled. I was truly honored of how this man thought so highly of me, and for the first time since I defeat the giants, I felt accomplished, and following right after that revelation, I felt like I had a new purpose.

"Say that you'll think about my offer, I truly don't think there's anyone better for the job. I'll let you think on it, I'll come back in two days, you think you'll have an answer by then?"

"Yes, thank you again, Lord Chaos."

"Just Chaos, and thank you Perseus. You've saved this planet more times than I can count, and I am truly grateful."

And with a slight nod, he disappeared with a small pop and the apartment once again became lonely.

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-eternitys daughter