Chapter 4- The Assassins Emerge

A/N:Welcome back, people! I've had so many positive reviews from you guys! Thanks a million! It's always encouraging for a newbie (I speak from experience) to be praised by people who've been there for a longer time! Here's another chapter for my BELOVED readers. Hope y'all enjoy! :)

(Time skip to 1000 years)

Devon POV (on a mission with Percy)

As Percy and I sprinted to keep up with Altair's chariot on Uranus (the plants, not the god), I thought about the times we used to race each other around the racetrack back at camp. Those memories seemed like a dream. Of course, everything practically was a lie. If the gods could get so easily swayed by any idiotic liar that can spout lies, we should've known not to spend a second at camp once Mark arrived. It was only thanks to Lords Chaos and Chronos that we were freed from the horrible place where we once lived. We had trained of a millennium in both Chaos's and Chronos's realms. Our abilities had been maximized. There were two sides two our fighting capabilities, a combat side, and a magical side. Our combat skills exceeded those of any being that ever lived; we could even beat Chaos and Chronos when we sparred. But, to balance it out, our magic, when combined, was only strong enough to kill the twelve Titans, after which we would require immense rest. Our abilities separated would be strong enough to kill one Titan at a time. But, while I had greater combat skills, Percy had greater magical skills.

Anyway, we were running behind this crime lord that had had millions of people murdered, or bankrupted them and made their lives so miserable that the poor souls committed suicide. So, naturally, Chaos and Chronos had us hunt down this Altair, to put an end to his evil reign on Uranus. Percy threw a knife at of his chariot wheels, breaking the spokes, so the chariot overturned, and sent Altair sprawling. He got up, cursing and spitting out clods of mud, and laughed," You can't beat me! This is my planet. I am all-powerful here! My reinforcements will arrive any moment, and you two will be running for your lives once they are here!" "Ah, yes the reinforcements," I said," They, unfortunately, have already been taken care of. You say this planet is yours, Altair, you say that you are all-powerful here. But you are forgetting something. This planet of yours, as you say, is in a universe that belongs to our masters. And they do not like the means you have adopted to 'rule' this planet." With that, I lunged and tackled Altair to the ground and held a knife to his throat. He said," Please, mercy, I have a family, two children. Have mercy!" I said," Have you ever thought what the people you had killed felt? They had families, too. Did you ever think of them? But we are not cruel, Altair. Your family will be looked after for awhile by Lord Chaos, just till they can manage on their own. As for you, well, you will be well looked after, too, in the Void." My eyes started to glow bright, until they engulfed the two of us in a bright light. All the people who Altair had had murdered, we saw, but from their perspectives, for a change. Altair just stared, open-mouthed, as tears formed in his eyes. He looked at me and nodded, and I pierced his neck with my knife (A/N: Sorry to all the Assassin's Creed fans out there. I just didn't have a better name. Sorry again.). This was how all of our missions ended. We showed the dictators what they had put others through, and upon their realization of their crimes, they allowed us to kill them. They didn't see two cold-blooded, stone-hearted killers, they saw messiahs, two blessings, who had been sent to make them repay for their sins. The light faded, taking Altair with it, into the Void, where he would be tortured until he had repaid for his crimes, and then he would be taken care of, given a normal life, except this time, he would be dead. This was it for all eternity for all those we killed.

The two of us then teleported back to Chaos's palace, where we walked into the throne room, where Chaos and Chronos seemed to be in a deep conversation. Until Percy and I had actually met Chronos, we always pictured an old man in gleaming white robes as the embodiment of Time. When we actually met, Percy and I were taken aback. Chronos looked no more than three years, or so, older than Chaos, that is, hardly thirty. His eyes were golden, but with black eyeballs. He stood about as tall as Chaos, but he had an air of authority around him, like he knew all, and that was probably true, so nobody defy him. Nobody better defy him. Anyway, back to the throne room. Chaos and Chronos were talking earnestly, and they didn't notice us come in, until Percy cleared his throat. They stopped and looked at us. I said," We came to report mission accomplishment, my lords, but if you're busy, we can come back later…"

Chronos stood. "No need, my dear boys. Congratulations on your mission. But I'm afraid that I have rather depressing news for the two of you." Percy and I remained silent, not knowing where this was going, until Chronos said," The Elementals are rising, along with their spawns. I'm extremely sorry, but you will have to go back to earth." Percy and I stood there, taking it all in, just when I felt the rage building, Chaos said," You needn't reveal your identities, just use code names for each other. Meet us here in 10. You have 5 minutes to get ready, then 5 more to pack." Percy and I went away, since we both knew that it was useless to protest against the two most powerful beings in the universe.

Anyway, we went to our rooms, and packed and got ready. Then we went down to the throne room once again. There we saw Chaos and Chronos, ready in their suits and waiting. "There," said Chaos," now let you go. After you, Father." And with that, a black vortex opened, just like the one on our first day, and we stepped through.

3rd Person POV (on Olympus)

All the campers had again gathered on Olympus for the annual meeting to find Percy and Devon. These meetings not only helped all of them be updated on the search, but also helped them keep in touch with their godly parents. All campers, Chiron, Olympian gods, and minor gods were present. Once everybody settled down, the gods took to their thrones and commenced the meeting. Hermes announced no avail from his scouts' missions, and the rest of the gods could not be able to sense where Percy and Devon were, either. Once Annabeth and Thalia were comforted and the campers' shouts of protest died down, Zeus announced," Unfortunately, we have more pressing matters to discuss." "What could possibly be more important than Percy and Devon?!" shouted Thalia. Shouts of protests and agreements were heard throughout the throne room. Zeus sighed and looked at the other gods. They nodded, with apologetic and melancholy looks on their faces, these emotions being expressed towards their children. Zeus continued," Gaea, Tartarus, Uranus, along with most of their evil offspring are slowly rising. The last time Gaea was defeated greatly reduced her powers, so now she has very limited control over the earth. Tartarus and Uranus will also be reduced of their full potential, as their domains will be much too far away to count on for help. But the main problem is their offspring. Even without the, somewhat weakened, primordial deities, some of their offspring have been slumbering for millennia, and are powerful beyond imagination. We will have the Titans, Giants, and all monsters to deal with. Thankfully, Typhon is not rising, but he has somehow disappeared from Tartarus's realm, which also intrigues me. But there is some good news as well. We will be aided by Iapetus and Damasen, both of whom escaped Tartarus once they were defeated by him, in order to save ," at this word, Zeus shot Annabeth and Thalia a glare, making them flinch, but Zeus continued without missing a beat," Percy, Annabeth, Devon and Thalia. Also, we have received a letter from two powerful beings, much older than the gods or even the Titans, perhaps primordial gods, offering to help by sending two of their most powerful and able warriors to aid with the quest."

At this, the campers and minor gods cheered, but Mark chose that wondrous moment to open his mouth," You don't need the help of any dumb warriors from any bastards. All you need to kill all of your threats is right here," he said, pointing to himself. He was shot a murderous look by every single person in the room. Just as Zeus was about to start raging and using Mark for target practice with lightning, a black vortex opened, and four figures stepped through, right into the centre of the throne room. Two of them wore hooded cloaks, one trimmed with green, one with golden-brown, so nobody could see above their mouths, and the other two wore suits. One black, one bright yellow, but a shade of yellow that looked like, well, solid gold. The one in the black suit looked straight at Zeus, right in the eye, without flinching, and said," If this is the scene here, maybe we should let all of you die at the mercy of the Elementals. A planet with rulers like these doesn't seem worth saving, does it Father?"

The last sentence seemed to be directed at the man in the yellow suit. He said," Indeed, since these fools do not even seem to realize what is going on. I can understand them not recognizing me, but you should be known, should you not?" The gods all stood, with looks on their faces that made the campers want to run and hide, even if that meant jumping over the side of Olympus, down six hundred floors, and face-planting the streets of Manhattan. As he brought out his master bolt, Zeus shouted," JUST WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU—" but was cut off by the man in the yellow suit," Silence!" His voice carried authority, even more than Zeus's, and he effectively silenced the King of the Gods. He continued, with the slightest hint of annoyance in his voice," We are here to offer help, so that you weaklings do not fade at the hands of my grandchildren, and this is the behavior you show? I should absorb your essence back into me for this contemptuous demeanor of yours." "What is that supposed to mean? Us fading to your grandchildr–"suddenly Zeus's eyes widened, and so did the other gods', as realization spread across their faces and they scrambled out of their thrones and bowed in front of the two figures. The campers and minor gods followed their lead, figuring that if the gods bow to someone, he is NOT somebody to mess with. Once the gods were through with their apologies, the man in the black suit spoke," Now, as it is obvious from your looks of cluelessness, I am Chaos, creator of – well, almost – all, the Void itself, and this is my father—" "Chronos, the embodiment of Time," said the man in the golden-yellow suit. "We have come to offer the help of our personal assassins, Alpha and Omega (A/N: Alpha=Percy and Omega=Devon. Capisce?)."

"I could take them on," a voice resonated throughout the throne room. Mark said," They don't look too tough." Before Zeus could graciously introduce Mark's face to his fist, Chaos said," Oh, try your luck if you truly believe you can. But a word of advice before you do so. Their combat skills exceed those of even mine and my father's." And with that, the two creators of the universe disappeared in a flash of golden light, leaving all those, except Mark, of course, staring open-mouthed at the assassins in awe. The gods teleported all the campers and themselves back to Camp, only to find the two assassins accompanying them there as well.

Mark shouted at the assassins," How dare you come into MY camp?! You need to have permission from either me or Chiron to do that! And I certainly never gave you blockheads permission to enter my camp! Out! Get out! Out RIGHT NOW or I'll—" he was cut short when Omega's knife appeared at his throat. Omega calmly replied," We don't need permission from anybody, much less you, to enter camp. This camp doesn't belong to you, it belongs to all those who live here, and the gods. So, you do NOT have the authority to order us around. Understand?"

Mark just snorted. "You think you can hold a knife to a god's throat? Bow down and grovel at my feet, you imbecile, before I blast you to kingdom come." Omega just said," Oh I can do better than hold a knife to a god's throat, I can cut it open and feet the god his own tonsils. But since we have little kids here, I'm just gonna let you off with a kick," with that, he kneed Mark in a place where no man should ever be kneed, and then finished his sentence," in the cashews."

Alpha smirked and the two of them headed towards the commons ground, where a new cabin, pitch-black with specks of white, had just APPEARED, smack in the middle of the rest of the cabins. The duo disappeared in the cabin, the campers dispersed, except for some of Mark's goons, who helped him up, then dispersed, and the gods teleported back to Olympus.

A/N:Not much excitement, I know. But at least Mark got taught a lesson, even though he probably will mess with Percy and Devon. How was it? Review down below, and I will be right back with another chapter! Hope y'all enjoyed! Also, I have some bad news for you guys, I won't be updating till Monday, that is the 30th of May, I think. I'm going for a trip. :'( But I'll try and update as soon as I get back, k? Bye!

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