AN: Hey guys. Yes I know a long time. Why haven't you updated? Well, school has been a bitch. And you may be like "But Mr. Darth it's been FOREVER! ". Well AP and honors courses suck BIG DICK AND BALLS! Anyways hope you enjoy.
Percy's POV:
As I tortured Chaos I felt power, and happiness. I guess I am pretty damn sadistic. And you would've thought that the creator of the universe would of put up more of a fight. You know what, I bet she isn't the real chaos. Just some egotistical, amped up on redbull, monster.
After all of the memories, I had been tortured in, transferred to her I felt my control over the black liquid go away, and then the black liquid turned into tears, just normal tears. I then felt all of the energy drained out of me, and I passed out in the worst place in the world to pass out. Tartarus.
Percy's POV:
Time: Unknown
I opened my eyes, and saw a red sky. I started to wonder why the sky was red, then I remembered that I was in Tartarus. I bolted upright and realized that I was exhausted. As I looked around I saw no monsters. Instead there was the supposed Chaos. As I looked at her I realized her beauty was as wonderful as imagenation . Her porcelain skin was without blemish. And was seemingly infinitely perfect.
'Perhaps she is really Chaos. Because even aphrodite did not have such perfect skin' I thought to myself. 'Perchance I was in the presence of the creator. And if that is the case then I am probably fucked.'
As I finished thinking this the supposed Chaos began to stir. As she woke I got A good look at her eyes, they were seemingly endless, swirling galaxies, all of the astrological events seen, and unseen there,contained with in her eyes. A window of unknown, beauty of all, time itself seemed to stop with those eyes. As I stared into those pools of wisdom, I felt the barely contained power, a raging tide hidden beneath a layer of paper. A small hole and the power would come exploding out.
With this realization I finally decide that this was the real Chaos and the I made the biggest mistake of my life.
Chaos's POV:
I awoke in Tartarus, and I was confused. Because I had never slept in tartarus, and I had never planned to. As I continued to wake up I began to remember what had happened to me before I passed out. I looked over to see Percy… No, Perseus. This man was in no way the Percy I had in my plans this is a more powerful darker person. This is the man that Kronos had tried to lure over to his side. The power Gaia feared. This is the person few have seen. So as I looked at him sitting and looking at me my face contorted into a look of abject terror.
As he saw this he did a half smile half smirk. Then his face turned dark. Yet at the same time it became fearful. As I looked at him I peered into his soul and saw that the speck of light grew smaller, yet brighter at the same time. Almost like a quasar, a powerful light created by the darkest of darks.
Perseus stared down at me with savage eyes, as I looked into them I saw they were no longer filled with mirth, instead shards of pain. No longer a spotlight of warmth and kindness, but instead a black hole of pain and darkness. The sorrow that was shown in his eyes was massive. But at the same time the power was terrifying. His eyes held more sorrow and pain than all 3 of the Algea (AN: If you don't know who they are look it up. Quite interesting.)
Yet along with that darkness there was a shard of inner turmoil. It showed the rolling sea that was within him.
As he looked at me for a little longer the fear that was first in his eyes faded, replaced with a steel. Coldly he spoke to me, "Are you really the true Chaos? Or are you a pretender. Answer truthful because if you don't I will destroy you."
"I am the real Chaos. If you wish I can call Tartarus here, but he is pretty bad shape after he tortured him I taught him his lesson." I replied calmly while internally I was in a cold sweat. What he did to me, even as the creator, was something that will forever scar me.
At the mention of Tartarus, Perseus tensed. "If you continue to speak of that creature I will destroy you, creator or not."
"You may try but you do NOT have the power." I said with a steely glare.
At that he just looked at me and gave me an evil smirk. "I managed pretty well last time, did I not?"
"I feel the dark power that you used has dried up, a sea of evil removed from the heart of light. A dark blotch that has shrunk to the size of a single drop." I said truthfully.
Perseus threw his head back at this comment, "Do I LOOK or even SOUND like I am a person whos darkness has been REMOVED or DRIED? I am as evil and sick as any demon, beast or monster. I have become what I used to hate. A MONSTER"
At this proclamation I was shocked. "Perseus; Do you know why I came to you? The reason why I do not fear you even after what you did to me?" I began to almost sound pleading and I felt emotions begin to take there hold upon me. "Answer to me. Give me the reason why you think I came?"
He looked at me so dismissively and with barley concealed disgust. "Maybe to finish what you son started? He was the one that I despise the most in this world other than Arachne. He made me feel pain that I had yet to feel upon my flesh. Yet at the same time I was suffering in my heart. More so than any that I have yet heard of before. I am the death and sadness the evil of this world feeds upon. I am now a scourge of this earth." He spoke in a low dark, malicious tone. Yet at the same time this tone showed how broken he was. For he had grasped at the release of insanity. Yet his desire to not give up; for the memory of Annabeth held him in his fragile sanity.
I could see the turmoil within him. I could feel him ripping in two. And in the crevice that was still growing, the darkness was festering and growing. A evil virus that prayed upon the broken man.
"No." I spoke in a comforting tone. As if I was talking to a scared puppy. "I came because I knew that you have your need of revenge. And for the need of power and at the same time you need to have the darkness cleansed from you."
He began to chortell to himself quietly, "And yet you forgot how our last encounter began in earnest? I told you! I am unsavable I am the damned of this world. I am the true evil that can not be saved. I have reached a depravity of which has never yet been reached!" He said this time in the sorrowful voice of a man that had no hope.
"You are not to despair. Have you not noticed how you speak differently nowadays?" I asked him in a commanding tone.
"I have not truly noticed a change in my speaking patterns. No." He stated in a confused and slightly miffed voice.
"Annabeth left you a final gift. She gave you some of her intellect to you so that she could assist you even in death, and so that you could be together forever. She was a loving and thoughtful girl till the end. Now I once again ask you. Shall you join me? Shall you become what you need to be to win the war that you shall need to overcome this evil of your soul?" I began to plead.
"I am beginning to see you are the true Chaos. And so I shall accept your offer. Yet I do not trust you. I give my life to you in this moment. And let us be done with it." He finally relented.
"I take you life. I take your soul as mine now." I said in a cruel voice. And at that Perseus stiffend, "I now take what was yours and is now by right mine!" I began to raise my voice to a yell. "AND WITH THE CRUELEST OF OFFERS;" I finally began to see him accept that he was to die now. "I return them to you."
I said it in but the quietest of a whisper and yet he picked up on it and he noticed what I said.
"Be careful young not do such a thing so lightly. It is something that you should do only with one that would do the same with you. One that you truly love." He heard this and seemed to realize what I said was true.
"I shall not do so again so lightly Chaos." He spoke in a firm tone.
"Now the gift I give you is not one, but insead two. The first is to teleport you to my grandson Damasen. He shall care for you and shall give you a place to recoup. The Second one is far more a curse than a blessing. I give you my guidance in the coming events."
At the last one he quirked an eyebrow. "How is your advice and guidance a curse?" He asked befuddled.
"I can be rather overbearing and obnoxious at times." I said with humor lacing my voice. "NOW! To my grandson's! I shall talk to you later Perseus."
And with that I sent him away in a flash of light. And even my light I could see was corrupted, even in that briefest of an instance.
"Perseus whatever shall I do with with you?"
Well that is a wrap. Sorry for taking so long. New chapters coming soon hopefully.
Peace.