Chapter 3- Say hi to the Universe

A/N:And…*drum roll*… I am BACK, with another wonderful chapter for my even more wonderful readers! This is where the real, juicy part of the story starts for our two very favourite warriors. Let me know what y'all think! Enjoy! :)

Percy POV

It had been three weeks since Devon and I left camp. We had been camping out in the woods next to the Big Apple, but our supplies were running low, and we didn't have the heart to hunt any animals in the forest. Anyway, we were eating lunch, famished, after whaling on some dummies that we had made out of wood, thanks to Devon's survival skills. We'd been attacked by monsters countless times, but we were holding out on our own, so far.

Anyway, we were enjoying the last of our barbecued chicken wings, when all of a sudden the forest dimmed, making it pitch black, even though it was midday. Then the darkness lifted, and we turned around to find a being, taller than an average human, almost seven feet tall, but still looked short in front of Devon, who stood a couple of inches above seven. This being's skin was pitch-black, with small white dots covering his entire body, or at least what we could see of it. He wore a suit, like he was going for a funeral. His clothes, even his shirt, were all black. Somehow we could make out what was what, but couldn't exactly see, kinda like my underwater senses. His eyes were the opposite of human eyes, with white eyeballs, and the rest all black. Devon and I drew our swords, when the man held up a hand, and immediately, my sword became too heavy to hold, so I had to drop it. It seemed that Devon had just been through the same. Then the man spoke," No need for any hostility, I am only here to talk, children." His voice was ancient and full of authority and a tinge of familiarity. Devon asked what I had been thinking, only in a slightly elongated manner," Assuming we believe you, I would like to know the identity of the person who wishes to 'talk', as you say, with us."

The man just threw his head back and laughed. "No need to, boy you already know me", he said to Devon. Devon just stared with a puzzled expression on his face. "But, if you insist", he continued," I am Chaos, the Void itself, creator of all that you know of."

As realization slowly crept onto our faces, Devon and I bowed, but Chaos just smiled and said," No need for any of that. Come with me." And with that, the creator of the universe stepped through a black vortex. I looked at Devon. "You got anything better?" I asked. "No, but at least this'll kill some time", was the reply I got.

We stepped through the vortex, and we found ourselves in some kind of a palace. It had black walls, with white dots, like Chaos's skin, and occasional splotches of starbursts and nebulae. "Welcome to the centre of the universe", boomed Chaos's voice through the hallways of the palace. And then he was in front of, just like that, out of nowhere. He said," The reason I brought you two here was a very simple one. I want to train you. I want you to become assassins. MY assassins. You will roam the galaxies and destroy all evil. You will be trained to kill alone. Not with a team. Not with an army. The most support you will ever get will be from each other. You will be trained by two different masters of this universe, me and my father."

That last sentence smacked me across the face. Hard. "Y-y-your f-father? You have a father? The creator of this universe, the Void itself, has a father?" I stammered. Devon's eyes widened, but not with shock, with another expression… realization. "That's impossible. I thought that he… that they were only a myth. It was unfathomable that someone actually superior, more powerful than you existed" said Devon. "No, my dear boy. They do exist. They have just kept themselves hidden, for aeons from the rest of the world", replied Chaos.

"Alright! Enough! Time-out!" I shouted." Will somebody please tell me WHAT is going on, exactly?"

Chaos sighed." Look, child, let's start from the beginning. At first, there was only my father, Chronos. Time himself. Then he created my mother, Ananke. Inevitability, Compulsion. Then they gave birth to me, Nyx or Night, and Aether or Upper Air. Then I went a step further and created the rest of the universe, starting with your planet. My only mistake was giving everything life. Gaea as the earth, Uranus as the sky, Tartarus as the abyss, and so on. They ruled my creations horribly. So, I decided not to give any of the other planets life, nor did I give them any gods to be ruled by. But the richer creatures of society started ruling cruelly. And since my father had forbidden me to interfere directly with mortal affairs, I decided to hire assassins, only a few, to work for me and end this evil. So, I chose the two of you. You are, by far, and my father agrees, the greatest mortal warriors in this universe. At least that we know of. So, we would like you to become our assassins. So, I've laid out all the facts before you. Do you accept?"

Devon POV

I looked at Percy. We both had the same things going on in our head. I said," Gladly, my lord, but what's in it for us?" Chaos laughed at that," I figured you would ask that. First of all, you will be immortal. Like a god, but stronger, and invincible, unless you lose to someone elder than a god, like a Titan or a Primordial, which also includes me and my father, of course. Second, you will be given the ability to teleport from anywhere to anywhere, in a matter of seconds. Thirdly, each of you will have a cloak, with the hood enchanted, so nobody except for me, my father and the two of you will be able to see above your mouths, the rest of your face will seem hidden in darkness. Your eyes will also glow underneath your hoods, which isn't special or anything, but it just looks cool. Also, you will be able to wield any weapon better than anyone else in this world. Any weapon you want will magically appear in your hands while fighting. All you have to do is leave the weapon once you are done and it will disappear on its own. And finally, if you abuse your powers, I will have to make you stand on trial, where you will most likely be stripped of your powers and either executed or sent back to where this all began. Understood?"

Devon and I said together," It's a deal."

(Back at Camp Half-Blood)

3rd Person POV

After Thalia and Annabeth found out about the disappearance of Percy and Devon, and the whole camp was alerted, Chiron had sent out scouts to try and locate the duo, as Thalia and Annabeth were nearly hysterical. After the scouts arrived a few hours later from their futile attempts, they announced that Percy and Devon had not been found, and that a new search party would be organized in the morning. Chiron himself teared up when he heard about the disappearance of his two favourite pupils. When the gods were notified, Poseidon broke down crying in front of the whole council and campers' assembly. For weeks, the two campers were not found. After the third week, Chiron gave up and stopped sending out search parties for he was afraid of putting other campers at the mercy of monsters in the outside world.

Once Percy and Devon disappeared, many changes had been made at camp. Mark had been made the counselor for the Poseidon cabin, and had also been made a god. Once Pete (Mark's satyr guide, if you remember), regained consciousness, he finally told the camp what had happened, but not before Percy and Devon vanished. Now that the whole camp knew Mark's reality, they all hated him more than anything else, and yearned for Percy and Devon to return to camp. But they, unfortunately, could not do anything about the situation as Mark was now a god. They all realized what fools they had been to mistrust Percy and Devon, and actually listen to Mark instead. Every night, Thalia and Annabeth skipped the campfire, and, as they were immortal, they could not starve, they cried their eyes out in their cabins. The camp was basically in a state of depression, and without any of the two greatest heroes with them, the campers basically moped around all day.

One time, when Mark said that they were better off without the two 'idiots', Thalia 'accidentally' called down a lightning strike so strong that it made Zeus's master bolt look like a short circuit. The blast completely destroyed the arena, and Mark was so severely injured that all of the camp's ambrosia and nectar had been used in order to revive him. In futile attempts, of course. Eventually, the gods themselves had to step in and heal him, with immense help from Asclepius, the god of healing, a son of Apollo. Even then, he was barely able to stand. He had been bed-ridden for a week, which was fine with the campers, but Percy and Devon's whereabouts were still unknown. They seemed to have disappeared off the face of the earth. But who knew that the phrase was to be taken literally…

A/N:Another chapter done! Not bad, eh? Two chapters in 24 hours! This was especially for 'Ethan hunt', who told me to 'update at my top speed'. And a great thanks to all those who reviewed, the first one being 'frustratedtruffle', and the others being 'Sarahnile 14' and 'Ethan hunt'. Anyway, thanks guys! I'll be back with another chapter soon! Hope you enjoyed and please suggest any ideas you have for the story in reviews.

Peace Out

—TheSupremeOne-02