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Travis's POV (1st):

I was glad to see Percy happy over food being blue again. It was comical, really.

During breakfast we talked about random things. The oddity of the foods color. How the band was going. Yes, band. It was my idea. Percy was really against it, though, he was a part of it.

When I say band, I mean band. It may seem silly to do something so normal while in a place so, well, not. But it relieved stress. But nevermind that.

After breakfast, Percy, Chris, and Noah went to the meeting. Alex and I weren't Section leaders.

Perseus's POV:

Great, the meeting. I was secretly hoping to avoid this, but deep down, I knew I had no chance.

Chris, Noah, and I walked into the "meeting room", which was really just called that to be formal. It reminded me alot of the counsler meetings at the Big House, really. There was way more stuff, though. There were bean bag chairs, pool tables, ping pong tables, and even some game stations. It was also called the Waiting Room, since you usually sat in here when you were about to talk to Chaos.

Speaking of Chaos, he was already there.

Now, you may not expect him to look like this, but he did. He looked like a seventeen year old, with black hair and eyes that looked like space. When I first found out he looked like this, as you can guess, I didn't believe it at all, he... well, he made me believe him.

I should have really learned not to piss off really powerful immortal beings by now. Oh well, nobody's perfect.

"Perseus, Chris, Noah. Good to see you three." Chaos said to them, "I was thinking that you wouldn't show."

Some people were already at the table, some were lounging in the bean bag chairs, evidentally waiting.

"Why wouldn't we come?" Chris asked him, looking confused.

"I thought that maybe, you wouldn't come because of Perseus. I belived he would not come, no chance in hell, and you would stay behind with him. He seemed very against the idea we will present in this meeting."

Many eyes, of course, were on me. They knew it would have to be something bad, or stupid and idiotic for me to be against it.

Chris pulled Noah into his seat and sat down next to him. "Well, can we hear the idea, then?"

I sat down in my seat. Chaos glanced at me amusedly, as if saying Oh, so you didn't tell them. No trust in you, I swear.

It took me a moment to realize he actually had said it. Telepathically. I decided to roll my eyes at him in response.

"We have come across the grounds of another war."

Some people looked surprised. Others looked relieved to have something to do again. There hadn't been a big battle for two years. Yes, some of us actually wanted to fight. I usually did too.

Not this time.

"There has been a threat to Earth. Yes, the planet of Section 1. How many of you have heard of the Greek gods?"

Many hands out of the twelve people raised. I decided to take the lead for the next sentence.

"Well, they're real, yada yada yada. Please get to the point, Chaos."

He smiled sofly at me. He knew that this next war would be difficult. "Still interrupting beings more powerful than you?"

"Oh, you know it."

"You're right. The point. The Roman gods are real, too, but that will all be in the briefing meeting. Anyway," he was talking in a less manered way, he usually slipped into this when I was around too long. Talk about mood swings. "We will go to Earth in two months, battle against the forces that threaten it, win, and come back."

"What's the threat." Chris asked.

Chaos sighed, "My sister, Order."

"Whoah! Order is a chick!"

"You didn't know?" Noah asked her.

"Obviously she didn't." I put in, having no clue who I was defending. My mind was on other things.

"We'll be going to a place called Camp Half-Blood, a place that houses the children of the gods."

"So, then." The leader of Section 7 asked. "Why is Perseus against it."

"It is a part of his past."

Many people looked interested at that. They all knew practically nothing from my past. They all looked at me.

Wow, thanks for the subtelty, Chaos. I thought telepathically at him.

I heard him chuckle.

"Wait. So, Percy is a child of a Greek god?" Noah asked, looking like How come I was never imformed of this?

"Yeah. And don't call me Percy!" I answered/snapped.

"I still don't see why not." Chris mused.

"Did they call you that when you were there?" Noah asked.

I looked at him. I knew that he could figure out that they did due to what I was feeling, but I said, "That's not the point," which probably told everyone that I did, now that I think about it. "The point is, we have to go back. Chaos, continue before I blow the head of the skeleton in the closet. Please." I added as an afterthought.

"There's a skeleton in the closet?" Noah asked.

"Perseus is right. Anyway, we will fight along side them until the threat is gone. Sections 1 through 6 shall be going."

That shocked a few people. The only time most of us had been around that more than three sections was the first war I had been in while here. That had required five of them, and we had barely made it through. That was two years after I had been recruited. That was also the war in which my appearance had changed. Stupid powerful enchantress queens.

"Six sections? Is it really going to be that hard?" The leader of Section 5 asked. Lilianna I think it was.

"Sadly, yeah. This will all be continued at the briefing meeting. Changes in the plan may be made by then. The meeting will take place in one month. Fell free to either relax or prepare until then. Maybe both. Dismissed."

We all started to leave, I was almost out the door, when I heard, "And Perseus. May I have a word with you?"

I should have been expecting that. I glanced at Chris and Noah.

"We'll tell Alex. I have a feeling Travis already knows."

Oh, Noah. I thought as I made my way towards Chaos. Why do you have to know me so well?

"Lord Chaos?" I asked, knowing this would annoy him. He hated formalities like this.

"Please don't call me that, Percy." He said in response. His tone had lessened. He was acting more like a teen now, I could tell.

"And the same goes for you."

"Your friends call you that."

"That's because they don't have second thoughts about things."

Chaos chuckled. "This is probably going to be hard for you. Just, stay strong, okay? I don't want you to get any of... what do you call them...?"

"Blackouts?" I suggested.
"Yeah. Don't get any of those while in battle. That could be bad. I wouldn't want to lose another assassin."

"So caring." I said sarcastically.

We both lauged, yes I laughed with Chaos. Father and son? Umm, no. That's not a good term to describe how we treat eachother. More like friends. Huh, does that sound as wierd as I think it does? Meh, doesn't matter.

"You should get going now, Percy. Your friends are about to bombard you with questions that Travis is refusing to answer."

"Thanks. Couldn't I take a few gags to make them not blow my ears off?"

"Afraid not. Now go."

I pulled on a pout and left. True to his word, the moment I reached my room, they were all inside, waiting to finally find out my story, which I had worked so hard to leave behind...

A/N: Yup. That's it for now. To reply to allen r, yes, this will be a Percabeth story. It's my OTP, it's hard for me to think otherwise. I'm sorry for any mistakes in grammar and spelling, or if the plot just sucks.

I plan to work on the "Reading the Books" story for Percy Jackson soon. I'll probably do something in the Harry Potter category soon, probably a cross-over. Suggestion for that plot are welcome and wanted.

Also, I want to thank everyone who has been supprtive, and those who actually read this. I f you do read the Author's Notes, please type "Outside? What's that?" in the comment section.

Any ideas for this story are welcome.

Yours in demigodishness and all that, and as always, until next time! *cheesy salute*