A/N: Two chapters in a day! Lucky people (I will publish often, so check this story as much as you can)! I just figured out how to put an author's note (lol)! Sorry that I didn't introduce myself last chapter. This is my first fanfiction, "The Power of Darkness!" I know that the idea of Chaos and Percy and going back to camp is getting old, but I noticed that all of the stories were only reaching a certain point and most are never finished. In this story, my goal is to make a Chaos fanfiction that has good quality and is finished! I have just turned 13, so please, no flames! Constructive criticism will be taken to heart and followed. Thank you, and remember to review!

Chaos Perlia and Chocolate

P.S. Special thanks to "The girl you never knew" for being my first reveiwer! As well as The girl you never knew, my fifteenth reveiwer will get a sneak peek to the chapter after the latest published one!

Omega POV

My target scrambled for cover behind one of the many white pillars, breath skittering nervously into the clear, frigid morning air. Although the stories of Zoi Mankest boasted of him as a skilled, silent assassin, his bare feet knocked pieces of gravel into each other, making a clacking sound. His eyes darted back and forth, creating a panicked look on his pale, thinned face. They widened visibly as the air in front of me began to ripple, showing my target that his time was coming to an end. The drug dealer's movements froze as my counterpart and longtime friend stabbed him from behind.

The last thing that Zio Mankest saw was a flash of black hair and sea green eyes appear from the rippling air.

Epsilon POV

I smiled at Omega, my boyfriend and counterpart, as he dropped the invisibility magic that Chaos had taught him. His shadowed hood only showed his gleaming green eyes, which always glowed after he completed a mission for Chaos. Even though he could beat Chaos himself in a fight, Omega and I owed Chaos a great deal, and so settled for being his top commanders and assassins. We had him to thank for our life and power.

Little did I know, we would also thank him for our revenge.

Omega POV

Chaos was waiting for us by my private portal with a morose look on his face.

"I'm afraid that I have another mission for you," Chaos announced, hesitating.

I looked at him, afraid of the worst.

"Go on," I encouraged quietly, "I promise that I won't kill you."

"Well," Chaos said, shifting on his feet, "My sister, Nyx, is on the rise and becoming more and more powerful every day."

My heart slowly started to rise in my throat, every beat getting loader and louder with fearful anticipation.

"Do we have to..."

"Yes," Chaos whispered, confirming my fears. "I'm sending you to Camp Half-Blood."

I glanced apologetically at my master's destroyed office.

"I'm sorry, Chaos." Epsilon spoke for both of us. "We lost control. We'll repair your room for you, it only takes Omega a snap of his fingers."

"Oh, no, it's really okay," Chaos assured. "At least you didn't kill anyone like last time." He smiled, amused at the embarrassing memory.

Even though we were already embarrassed at the state of our savior's office, Epsilon and I turned as red as tomatoes when we were reminded of our last control issue. Poor, innocent attendant.

"So," I questioned a little louder than necessary, "When are we leaving?"

Chaos's smile instantly faded to a thin line.

"No time like now!"

I could see Epsilon's surprised snarl as her armor was summoned and a hoodie like mine covered up her gorgeous, electric blue eyes. I, too, snarled as Chaos shoved us out of his office.

Seeing as we were both ready, Epsilon and I trudged toward our separate methods of stellar travel. Epsilon boarded an enclosed, windowless pod, while I greeted my Pegasus, who had been given the ability to fly in space.

"Yo, boss, where to?"

Even though I had changed much over the past 5,000 years, I still found it amusing that Blackjack had never stopped calling me "boss."

"Home," I stated solemnly. "The one on Earth."

Blackjack just stared at me blankly, not quite processing my request.

"What did you say, boss?" Blackjack inquired uncertainly.

"Camp, Blackjack." Epsilon's pod's engine started and drowned out my voice. Blackjack, however, could read lips.

Noting that I wasn't in a chatting mood, Blackjack nodded in understanding and threw me on to his glossy black back, taking off after Epsilon and catching up quickly.

Chaos POV

I had a look at my newly repaired office before I made a portal appear before me. I stepped into it and appeared in the midst of another argument between the twelve Olympians. Thankfully for him, Zeus noticed my presence before I made him.

"YOU!" Zeus cried, raising his bolt. "YOU DARE INTERUPPT AN OLYMPIAN MEETING?"

"I do not see a meeting of gods," I chuckled. "I see a bunch of my oversized, idiotic descendants arguing over the last cookie." By the end of my little declaration, I was grinning. Maybe Epsilon's sarcasm had rubbed off on me.

Zeus was about to blast me with his little electric twig when Athena stopped him. Very, very, wise.

"Father, no!" she cried. "That's Chaos!"

"Smart, as usual," I complimented Athena. "And, of course, right."

Slowly, as my identity sank in, every Olympian stood and bowed at my presence.

"Ah, don't do that." I said. "I hate it when people bow."

Instantly, every god was back on their throne, much more relaxed. Unlike the others, Athena looked troubled.

"Lord Chaos," she inquired, "with all due respect-why are you here?"

"My sister, Nyx, is beginning to form an army," I began. "Even though I am more powerful than she is, the ancient laws still bind me from just storming into her base and sending her and her army back to the void. Although I do not like the way you rule, Nyx would most likely destroy all life on this planet. Seeing as Earth is my favorite, most developed creation, I cannot let Nyx damage it to that extent. No offense, but without a full set of children of the Big Three, you stand absolutely no chance."

"But we do have a full set of children of the Big Three-" Zeus started.

"Caroline Lite and Patrick Beech do not count!" My voice boomed across the vast Olympian throne room. "Children of the Big Three can live up to their parent's names. They are talented fighters and are true at heart. Beech and Lite couldn't kill a dummy and have egos bigger than the void, the universe, and all of the planets and stars inside of it combined. Even if they are immortal, it would be easy for even the newest of campers to kill those two idiots. Anyway, I am offering to send my two personal assassins, Omega and Epsilon."

"How powerful are your assassins?"Ares asked with interest. Typical god of war.

"Epsilon can take on every god, Titan, and monster ever to live at the same time and win. Omega can do the same without even breaking a sweat. In a separate fight, Omega can beat even me. Together, Omega and Epsilon could conquer the universe. So, do accept my offer?"

I took their awed silence as a yes.

"In that case," I declared cheerily, "I'll be off. They will arrive in... 46 seconds at Camp Half-Blood! So long, suckers!"

Laughing, I teleported back to the void with a bang.

Omega POV

I grimaced as I saw my old home for the first time in 5,006 years. Nothing seemed to have changed, and that's what made my whole body tense up in anger. Even though Dionysus was no longer camp director, the strawberry fields still had bright red strawberries clinging on to lush, thick plants. But when I saw the people in the mess hall, I growled and a tree below me exploded into pieces.

At the head table was Piper McLean, Leo Valdez, Clarisse La Rue, Will Solace, Connor Stoll, Travis Stoll, Rachel Elizabeth Dare, Carolina Lite, Patrick Beech, and worst of all?

Annabeth Chase.

A/N: Ooo! Cliffhanger! I'll try not to do these much, but I couldn't resist. But don't worry! If I don't update by Monday night, then you can go ahead and kill me. When I don't have this extreme urge to write, you should expect a new chapter at least once a week on either Wednesday or Saturday. Hopefully, though, I can keep up this pace until I'm finished with this. It may be hard, as I have limited access to a computer (this is the only one, and it's my dad's) and if that's not enough, I have to keep fanfiction a secret. According to my mom, I'm writing a story right now (not a lie, right?). Fortunately for me, I have serious lying skills and both of my parents totally believe that I'm not posting anything on the Internet. If word got out about this, I would literally be killed-not that I'm complaining, but still. Anyway, Happy (almost) Valentine's Day!

~Chaos Perlia and Chocolate