The Syndicate
Disclaimer: You know the drill. If not, well, I DO NOT OWN PJO! THE ONLY THING I DO OWN, IS MY LIFE!
A.N. HEYO! I'm back… for now… week before exams… welp. Wish me luck I guess :D
Chapter 3: What Happens Next.
3rdPerson POV
The demigod glanced around warily. He felt a presence, yet could not place it. The presence felt familiar, yet corrupted. It was not the essence of an immortal. This was something on a lower scale, yet seemed to present a much higher danger level.
The demigod raised his sword and shield. The demigod put on a brave face and looked for the danger. He felt the presence draw closer.
"Whoever's out there, show yourself or feel the wrath of Olympus!" The demigod's voice echoed throughout the forest.
A feminine laugh resonated from all around the clearing. The demigod whirled around.
"An assassin never reveals their true position." The female voice said from one direction. "We could be here." The voice came again, slightly to the right. "Or here." Little bit further now. "Or there." The voice made a full circle. The demigod closed his eyes.
"I can feel you." The demigod bluffed. The leaves rustled. The demigod turned towards the sound.
"Is that so?" The female voice sounded. "Then I may as well step out then. The demigod stared intently at the rustling leaves. There was a faint cough from behind him. The demigod turned to face a tall female with hair that seemed like it was on fire. She wore a pitch black suit that seemed to have a wavering glow to it; kinda like a fire. The demigod raised his weapons. The woman laughed.
"Let's not live in the past, shall we?" the female said as she drew a pistol from her inner pocket. She aimed at the demigod and fired. A bullet of fire came shooting out and encased the demigod. The demigod screamed in pain. The demigod's clothes slowly melted off. Next, his flesh began no bubble and burn. The demigod shouted in pain but the female just stood there smirking. She had her arms crossed as if enjoying the scene.
After five more minutes of the gruesome scenes, the fire died down and disappeared. All that was left was a pile of charred flakes of skin and the weapons.
The assassin reached towards her ear and pressed a hidden earpiece.
"Target 145 Alpha P300 is out." The assassin said firmly.
"Good work Phoenix." A deep trance-like voice said. The assassin smirked.
"Phoenix out. See you back at HQ, Void." The assassin vanished in a flicker of flames.
*** Fancy a Line Break? ***
The immortal being of death ran as fast as he could. The assassin had taken away his ability to teleport and he needed to warn the other gods.
Thanatos raced through the alleyways. Turning left and right, right and left, twisting and turning here and there to get away from the assassin. Thanatos turned back to look for the assassin. He wasn't there.
Thanatos chuckled. I'm still a fast runner. He's too slow for me. Thanatos turned to go find the gods. SMACK! Thanatos ran straight into a man with jet black hair and wild ocean blue eyes. Thanatos collapsed on his ass and tried to scoot backwards away from the man.
"Thought you could outrun me, huh, Thanatos?" The assassin's voice pulled Thanatos in like the waves on the face of the ocean.
"N-No sir. I-I just th-thought…" Thanatos trailed off. The assassin raised his specialized weapon. A harpoon that shoots tridents. The assassin called it a tripoon. The assassin raised his weapon.
"Death god, these trident tips were blessed by Akhlys, the deity of Poison. One nick of these and you're as good as dead. How does that sound?" The assassin explained. Thanatos was confused.
"Why are you telling me this?" He asked. The assassin smirked.
"Just thought you would like to know the cause of your downfall." The assassin laughed. "Funny how the death god will be dead soon." The assassin put on a face of false concern. "If you're the collector of the souls of the dead, who collects your soul?"
Thanatos waited for the inevitable to occur. Thanatos opened one eye to peek at the assassin.
"Shoot me already and get it over with!" Thanatos barked. The assassin looked down disapprovingly.
"Why kill a cornered beast when you can play with him first?" The assassin asked out loud. The assassin aimed a trident at Thanatos and fired at his leg.
Thanatos roared with pain upon contact. The assassin held a malevolent gleam in his wild blue eyes. Thanatos whimpered.
"P-please sir," Thanatos begged. "have mercy." The assassin chuckled.
"Old man, I think your time is spent. Hope you enjoyed your immortality." The assassin smiled wickedly.
"Hurricane! Finish quickly! We have news." A voice spoke from the com link in the assassin's earpiece. The assassin scowled. He reached up and pressed a button.
"On my way." The assassin said. He shot is tripoon at Thanatos' head, effectively killing him. The weapon disappeared along with the assassin.
Thanatos' body dissolved into billions of black flakes as a glowing black ball of essence floated towards the heavens of the Void.
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Prometheus' large figure protruded out of the large crowd. He was looking for a certain demigod. Owen Dimitri Irvin Nashawker (A.N. don't ask me now I came up with that… I don't even know myself…) was currently 17 and was the son of Odin, the Norse all-father and god of war and wisdom. Earlier that day, two people in suits had approached Prometheus and asked for his assistance.
*Flashback*
"Titan of forethought. We need your assistance." A feminine voice said. Prometheus glanced around.
"Do not fear us… yet." A masculine voice sounded. Prometheus closed his eyes and concentrated on the domain of forethought. Nothing came to his mind.
"You cannot sense us because we are assassins. Invisible to all." The female said again. The two assassins stepped forward.
"Titan of forethought, we need your assistance finding a recruit for our forces. Here is his file." The male said. He withdrew a folder from inside his suit. He tossed it towards Prometheus.
"Why do you need me to do this? Why can't you find him yourself?" Prometheus asked as he flipped through the information.
"We need someone who can blend in with the modern crowd. Also, we have more important business to attend to." The female said. "You have 48 hours to find the boy. Drop him off at Mount Tam. When you get there, call for Void, head of the Syndicate."
"Wait. What's in it for me?" Prometheus asked. The male muttered something about selfish titans.
"IF you succeed, we will spare your life. That should be enough of a payment, no?" the female said pointedly, drawing a throwing knife.
Prometheus did the smart thing and nodded. The assassins seemed to smile.
"That will be all for now. Remember Prometheus. 48 hours. Tick tock times on the clock." The assassins said before vanishing.
*Flashback End*
Prometheus continued to search for the kid. He sat down on a bench and thought. A tall male with sandy blonde hair and a worn leather jacket sat down on the bench. The man glanced around, as if looking for something.
"Prometheus, is that you?" The man asked after a while. Prometheus snapped out of his daze. He looked at the man. Then, he looked at the picture on his lap. They looked similar, but one thing was different. The man in front of him was missing an eye.
The man smiled.
"Do not be alarmed. I am Owen, or, as I prefer, Odin. My father's name just so happens to be my initials, so my nickname is Odin." The man, now known as Odin, stated. Prometheus stared at the guy.
He made an eyepatch appear.
"First, put this on. Second, let's go. Someone wants an audience with you." Prometheus said. The two men got off the bench. Odin slipped the eyepatch over his empty socket. The two men walked out of the park in silence. Once they were away from most mortals, Odin turned to Prometheus.
"Who is the one who wants to meet with me?" He asked.
"Some leader of some gang or something. 'is name is Void." Prometheus said.
Odin nodded. The two men continued walking towards a dark alley. Once they reached the alley, Prometheus put a hand on Odin's shoulder and teleported them to Mount Tam.
The two men popped to the base of Mount Tam.
"HEY! VOID?" Prometheus shouted.
"No need to shout. I'm right behind you." Void said. Prometheus whipped around.
"I see you have found Mr. Nashawker. Thank you for your service." Void said. He pulled out a thin katana like blade and sliced through the torso of Prometheus.
"You… lied." Prometheus wheezed. Void looked intrigued.
"My assassins promised they would let you live. I did not." Void explained. "Come, Mr. Nashawker, I have much to tell you." Void ripped open a portal and the two men stepped through.
On the ground, Prometheus' body lay, decaying at a rapid pace. His essence now belonged to the void.
Odin's POV
So this crazy scary (and cool?) guy just came and wasted the guy that brought me here… Now the guy wants me to go with him? Um… No thanks dude. Too bad my body didn't want to listen to my mind. Now I'm stilling in an office chair facing the same guy… think his name's Void or sumthin… Anyways… well, time to die I guess…
"So, Owen, I'm not going to dance around the truth. I'm going to be blunt, and straight forward. I need you for my plans." The assassin guy said.
"So let me get this straight. You call me here, kill my guide, bring me to this fancy ass office just to ask me to work for you?!" I shouted. The assassin merely raised an eyebrow.
Shit… What should I say… if I accept then I can get some info to try to get those damned Olympians back for what they did to my dad and brothers and sisters…
A.N. So what I have here is all Norse gods are dead and Olympians killed them by sending them to Tartarus. (Pretend like different mythologies can't handle hell from other mythologies. Like if Zeus went to Nephilim he would be burned to death and same thing but vice versa would happen to, say Thor.
"What's the purpose of you trying to get me to join…" I asked. The assassin smiled.
"There was a reason I picked you. We both have a common goal, you and I. We both want to see the destruction of the Olympians. To see them rot in hell for their actions. To see them BEGGING for MERCY at our feet." Void stated. I smiled.
I like this guy. I thought.
"Say I do accept. What would I do exactly?" Void thought this over for a few minutes.
"You would be the tactician and create and support plans. I could even promote you to a field tactician of you do your job well. All that could be yours as long as you swear loyalty to me and the Syndicate." Void offered. I mulled it over in my head.
"Why the fuck not." I said at last. Void smiled and handed me a midnight black suit with white trimmings. "Sweet." I muttered.
3rd Person POV
Void continued to train for the next few weeks. His assassins were out on missions and Owen, codenamed Odin, was working on plans.
**Time skip**
The four assassins, Odin and Void were gathered around the tables having dinner and talking about how they would kill the gods.
Erebus flashed in.
"Void, we have trouble." Erebus sounded frantic.
"What sort of trouble?" Void demanded as he rose from the table.
"What if I told you the gods reinstated the Vanguard." Erebus squeaked. Void fell back into his seat. He put his left arm over his chest and placed his right hand on his forehead.
"For fuck's sake." Void muttered. "Not them. Why this time? Why now?" Erebus looked on nervously. No one knew how to calm Void down when he got like this.
Void turned to Owen.
"Nashawker, I need you change your plans a bit." Void said seriously. Odin nodded. Void almost never called him by his real last name unless he was mad at him or if he was being serious.
"How should I change them, sir?" Odin replied. Void thought for a second.
"Prepare plans for… protectors of the gods." Void decided.
"You mean like a demigod army? We can take them!" Hurricane exclaimed.
"No no. Not exactly a demigod army. Think about it as America. The gods are the higher beings, the President, Vice Pres, etc etc. Now think of The Vanguard as an Anti-Syndicate. Sort of like a CIA or FBI, but everyone knows who they are. Now these specially selected demigods received blessings from the gods that they protect. For example, Athena's protector would receive a battle and wisdom related blessing while Zeus' protector would receive blessings of the sky." Void explained. "Now usually they use a demigod child that they sired that has proven their worth."
"Wait wait wait. How do you know all this?" Phoenix asked with her hands folded on the table.
"Well, like I said, I have gone up against the gods before and –" Void was cut off.
"You said, and I quote, "Why this time?" implying that you haven't faced them before now." Phoenix stated. Void sighed.
"I've never shown you who I was before. Well, you all heard of the son of Poseidon, who retrieved Zeus' bolt, got the golden fleece, saved Artemis, blah blah blah? Saviour of Olympus times two? Percy Jackson?" Void questioned. They all nodded.
"I'm him." Void said. The assassins stared at Percy (A.N. or should I keep calling him Void?)
"What happened." Sandstorm edged. Void sighed.
"I was famed. Desired by everyone. But I didn't want that. I just wanted to live my life in peace. Too bad… The gods created what is now the Vanguard. Before, it was known as the Gods' Enforcement Initiative, but when shorted was GEI. It sounded like gay so the gods changed the name to the Vanguard. Well, Poseidon chose me do be his guardian. He blessed me and made me immortal." Void said remembering what it was like back then.
"Then what?" Hawk pushed.
"Then, it all went downhill fast." Void said. "Somehow, someone had allowed an enemy to slip past Ares' guard and poison him. Through some twisted process, I was framed for the incident. Apparently I "messed up and didn't keep my teammates awake" or something. Meanwhile I had no idea I was in charge of everyone's guard. I was charged with treason and executed. Chaos saved me. She gave me a home and a place to stay. She removed my ties from Poseidon and made me her son. Later, when the time was right, after I completed my assassin training, she blessed me with the power over space." Void smiled remembering Chaos' kindness.
"And?" Phoenix asked.
"Then Chronos showed up. Gave me his blessing over time." Together they named me the child of space and time. I gained attributes like no other. I had the bravery of a lion. The ruthlessness of a shark. Speed of a cheetah. Stealth of a leopard. Stamina of a horse. Other things like that. That helped me realize what I was destined for." Void said.
"So?" Hurricane asked. "Then what happened?"
"Then, as I was looking for people to join my cause, I ran into an old friend of mine. Luke Castellan, the former host of Kronos. He seemed different though. He claimed to have been admitted entry to the Cosmic Freedom Society, similar to the Vanguard, but on a better scale led by Chaos' sister Cosmos. He wanted me to join them and spread kindness around the galaxies." Void shuddered. "I told him that I wanted vengeance on Zeus first. He shook his head and told me that the next time we met would be on the battlegrounds. I haven't seen him since."
The room was deathly quiet. The assassins looked at each other for a while.
"Well shit." Hurricane spoke at last. The others nodded in agreement.
"So since the Vanguard members are immortal, I'm pretty sure I know most of them." Void said. Void quickly left the table and went to his office. He rummaged through his cabinets until he came across his 'Vanguard' files. He teleported back to the table.
"Here." Void said as he threw them on the table. The assassins opened them and absorbed the contents of the Vanguards.
A.N. ima stop there… not sure if that's a legit ending or not but screw it. You ppl don't review, u ppl don't get chapters. Smh. Anyways I got exams coming up so I may not be on all the time… well, wish me luck…