Hello
Welcome back all of you
So here's the next chapter
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Now, I would like to thank Spartan of the Warsong Clan for the OC I'm using, Jalen
So
Without further ado
Let it begin!
"Let me get this straight," Rose scoffed as she stood in Chaos' office with the rest of our team. "The spirit of your friend came down from Ouranos' court to tell you that you have a new mentor?"
"Yeah, that's about it," I said, rubbing the back of my head nervously.
Chaos gave me a questioning look and Order, well he was the exact same. Tess and Luke were standing by my side, thinking it over while we had a little IM of the planet, Destin floating on Chaos' office.
"Well, I know my daughter and if she were to do something of this sort..." Chaos spoke, putting a curled finger up to his lip. "Perseus, you must go to Destin. If Ananke has foreseen your training under this mentor, then you must go."
I nodded and everyone looked at me, arms crossed and a serious expression crossing their faces.
"Are you going alone?" Tess asked and I shrugged.
"I don't want to," I answered back and both her and Luke smiled.
"So when are we leaving?" our dear blonde son of Hermes buddy asked and we heard a scoff.
"You guys can't just go out there," Rose stated and we looked down a bit, feeling a bit of shame for what she said. "Without me."
I perked up and she was grinning while both the creation gods behind the desk were murmuring. After a while they stopped and looked at me, both of them having a serious expression.
"Perseus," Order spoke and slowly moved to my side, "If I was being like my usual self, I'd be cheering you on, but this may be a far more dangerous force than anything any of you have ever faced."
"More dangerous than the Titan King, Giant King, and Gaea?" I joked, but was shot down when he gave me a solemn expression.
"Yes."
I could pretty much hear the tension, that morbid sound during a movie scene like this.
"Do you remember our struggle, Percy? The battle Order and I fought?" Chaos questioned and I nodded.
"The Ancient Conflict," Rose remarked and the two primordials nodded.
"And you all remember how we ended on peaceful terms?"
We all nodded to answer and that was when they made the IM of Destin turn into one of a tall figure, dressed in what looked like leather armor. He wore a sort of Roman skirt, what were they called again... Pteruges, yeah, that's right.
The figure wore a Pteruges colored dark purple, the middle ones in between his legs long, and the ones on his legs were short while the rest of the Pteruges was just a simple dark purple cloth like the end of a coat. Two leather straps ran from a center piece on his chest depicting a crimson orb and two bones crisscrossed down to hook underneath his rib cage then go back up to connect with his a piece of leather armor he wore on his shoulders. The piece that was on his shoulders basically kept a protective piece of armor over his shoulders, going as far down his chest to be over where his rib cafe ended. There were more leather straps on the sides of the chest piece, making a shoulder guard, I think. There were two horn like spikes coming out of either side of the chest piece, making sharp horns come out of his shoulders from underneath the cloak he wore. A cloak fluttered on his back, colored dark purple like the rest of his clothes.
Finally, a hood was cast over his head, but a shadow was cast over his face so I couldn't see it, however I did see two burning red eyes glowing from underneath them. His body was skeletal, really bony, but also muscled, don't ask me how, it just worked that way. His skin was colored ash white, sticking to bone, but also protruding with muscles. His fingers and feet's nails were grown and sharpened to the point they were human-like claws. His legs were clad in greaves, but there were no boots to protect his sharp feet.
In his right hand he wielded a long staff, a scepter mounted with a ram's head, horns included. In his left hand he had a sword, double edged and wickedly sharp.
"Who... who's that?" I asked as the room got cold and a feeling of dread took over.
"We knew him as..." Order paused, for a dramatic effect and also, he looked hesitant to.
"His name is The Fall," Chaos spoke and thundered boomed outside, crashing with a loud resonating clap. Everyone, but the primordials jumped, our eyes wide with shock and fear. The room turned colder while Chaos and Order seemed to turn even older than they already were. "He was the evil that spawned from the peace my brother and I made."
"The universe has a balance, good and evil, right and wrong, chaos and order," remarked Order who had his arms crossed over his cane. "The Fall was the biggest enemy we ever fought. Spawned the Voidborn and formed his army of 'Fallen'."
"Fallen?"
Luke raised an eyebrow and the two creation gods began to answer his question.
"You know how we made the Chaotic Legion? Idea came from The Fall, created a whole army out of those demi-immortals that got thrown out, left to rot. Our Knights of Chaos and Order were originally the mightiest and the strongest, all those Primes who lead their people, all those demigods and demititans and demiprimes who made great quests, they joined the knights," Order explained, waving his arm around, hunched over while rubbing his beard occasionally.
"The Great Void War marked the passing of one age and the beginning of another," Chaos simply stated and pointed at the IM of The Fall. "The Fall was an opponent who was conniving, dark, but not insane. He was arrogant, but not egotistical to the point he would not lift a finger to fight his enemies. He enjoyed the slaughter, the massacre, he cared not for innocents, only for the conquest of everything."
It was silent after that, everything was just a deafening silence as we mortals, well half mortals, half immortals cause of the Chaotic Legion blessing thing processed all that.
"W-well... what happened to him?" Tess stuttered as she backed up a bit.
"We beat him of course, well Apex Prime did," Order explained and our eyes widened again.
There it was again, that name. Apex Prime, the great leader that lead the Primes.
"What do you mean?" I asked and they started explaining.
"During the Great Void War, the Primes were the only line of defense against the forces of The Fall. The Knights of Chaos and Order were few, but served as their leaders, the High Council being the superior leadership. However, one of the High Council betrayed them, betrayed us," the Primordial of Chaos explained with a solemn voice, "His name was Keldor and he was beaten by Apex Prime who then proceeded to defeat The Fall with what remained of the High Council."
We nodded and I reached for the door knob.
"Perseus," they both breathed and I turned.
"The reason we are telling you this is because we fear his return, as you have seen with both Kronos and Gaea, you can never truly kill an immortal. There would remain a gap in power, a void that could take eons to fill again and in those eons raw, unrivaled power would cause great discord."
"You think he's the evil I'm destined to destroy?"
"Yes," they both said simultaneously in perfect sync.
"Destroy them!"
A man, skeletal, but muscled and scary looking smashed a long staff-like scepter with a ram's skull with horns into the ground. The skull glowed purple, waves of malevolence shooting off of it as a shimmering hum sharply filled the air. The moment it hit the ground, dirt and stone erupted, a crack shooting forward to make a chasm. It quickly made its way towards a group of eight.
Another man, the one opposite of the skeletal one was donned not in pieces of leather armor, but in a full set of metal armor. He jumped out of the way, pulling out a broadsword and making a glowing blue shield, circular in shape appear on his left forearm. Staring at the blade, he turned it and pointed his sword at the enemy, igniting the blade so it burned orange.
"Attack!" he shouted, pointing his burning orange broadsword at the skeletal man and his army of dark steel clad warriors.
The six warriors charged, all different in what they were.
The first was the man with the sword and shield, tall at least 10 feet in height.
The second was a woman with vibrant orange hair and emerald green eyes clad in armor of her own. She stood tall, at least 9 feet or less, wielding a long, thin oriental sword.
The third was another woman, lean and having a seductive sort of body, but her burning blue eyes showed a certain confidence and courage of a warrior. She wore simple clothes, looking like a pirate sort of character with armor pieces overlaying it. Long scarlet hair flowed behind her, tied in a pony tail as she suddenly set ablaze, turning into a fire elemental type of being.
The fourth was a massive being, a gargantuan sized giant as large as the largest Laistrygonian Giant. He wore armor underneath large bones that decorated him as both armor and trophies. In his right hand he wielded a mighty morning star, the top a cylinder shape with many spikes protruding from the head. His skin was ash grey, barely visible under the bones and metal armor he wore along with his burning blood red eyes.
The fifth and sixth were two small teenagers, dressed in simple clothes with armor like the scarlet haired woman, but they were exact duplicates, to twins. Both were small, short pitch black hair on their heads with pale skin and ghostly blue eyes, but they were as courageous as the rest, running in unarmed.
"For Chaos and Order!" he shouted quickly before he slashed his sword, locking blades with the purple cloaked figure who had pulled out a sword of his own.
"You'll never stop me, Prime!" the figure cackled, his voice having a certain amused and infuriated cackling to it.
"No, you won't stop me, Fallen," the guy, Prime spat back.
"That is not my name!" he roared and they entered a dual, but the moment the swords clashed, everything went bright, then dark.
"Huh! Ah!"
"Shut up!"
I groaned as I rubbed my arm where Rose punched. She had punched me hard enough I had slid across the bed and onto the side where Elisa was laying. I felt her start cuddling me like a teddy bear and I groaned while I heard Luke chuckling in the dark.
Apparently, since all the shuttles were out, we were using a single person ship meaning one bed for all of us. Thankfully, we were okay in sleeping in the same bed, unfortunately Rose liked her beauty sleep and Elisa cuddled with anything close.
After countless hours of being squeezed, Elisa finally let go and I heard a yelp as Tess started getting cuddled. Several hours later we landed on the colony world of Destin and we stretched all the limbs we had on us.
"Immortals, you squeeze hard, Elisa," Tess groaned as she rubbed her arms and legs.
"Pft," she stuck her tongue out, but Rose smacked her over the head.
"Come on, we got a mission to do," the raven haired girl stated and started walking while we followed.
Our little group of Chaotics walked down a street, heading towards the town hall. The whole place was like any small town you'd find in the universe, at least the good ones. Nice little buildings, the occasional big one, people strolling around, doing whatever.
Eventually, we came to the town hall and the first thing we found was a man being crowded by kids.
"Hey now," he laughed, his voice low and... well one of the manliest voices I've ever heard.
Out of the crowd of kids, he picked up a little girl.
"Daddy!" she cried out in joy and hugged him.
"Ah," Tess cooed and Luke nudged her causing the blonde punch him while blushing furiously.
We approached the man, walking cautiously up to him. He was tall, strong man with his right hand being... well, not there. It was just a metal cap over what was probably a stump. He was using his left hand to carry the girl and seeing as it was just his left arm, he was probably strong... also the muscles gave it away.
He wore just regular clothes, a shirt and a vest along with trousers and boots. Armored plates covered parts of his body while two swords were strapped to his back.
"Uh, excuse me," I called and he noticed the five of us standing there.
"Oh, why hello," he greeted and set down his daughter before walking over to us. "How may I help you all?"
"Chaotic Commando," our dear stuck up 'leader' greeted and shot out her hand. "Nickname's Shepard."
"Hello there," he greeted again with an amused smile. "What brings the Chaotic Legion to this world?"
"We're uh, well we're looking for any really skilled warriors," I explained and he raised an eyebrow.
"Skilled warriors? Are you recruiting?"
"Actually, no, see Pervy here needs a mentor," Elisa stated and slapped my back.
I turned red and glared at her while Rose slapped her arm.
"My name is actually not Pervy and the name I use is Void."
"Void! By the ancients, it's a great honor," he gasped and bowed slightly before shaking my hand. "My name is Jalen and I believe you have met your great warrior."
"I have?"
"Yeah, daddy's the best!" the little girl remarked and he patted her head, laughing.
"Now, now, dear, let's not exaggerate," he said and looked back to me, "Void, sir. I am the guardian of this colonial town. My name is Jalen."
"Well Jalen, mind explaining?" Tess questioned, trying to act tough and he chuckled.
"Why of course," he stated and gestured for us to follow him. "If you wish to see my skills, then follow me. I have a training ground at my estate."
After some murmuring and huddling, we decided to oblige and he led us through some streets, moving past stalls and shops. People greeted Jalen whenever they saw him which probably meant he was really popular amongst the colonists.
Jalen didn't seem to act like an egotistical guy, not like Heracles, that's for sure. He was more... humble, joy filled like one of those heroes you'd see in a cartoon. Kinda reminded me of He-man in a way, but he wasn't a barbarian.
Jalen was a tall, strong looking guy with short brown hair, the occasional lock getting in his vision while his eyes were brown like dust. His skin was tanned and he stood tall with a muscular build along with noticeable scars and his missing right hand.
Eventually, we came to a large house sitting on the outskirts of the colony. It was like a homestead, but a bit... more, near alone save for the several other houses a bit off from it. We went around back and Jalen took a stance on one side of a large circle drawn into the ground with white chalk.
"Come on, I'll go easy," he joked and I smirked back.
"Okay, so will I," I stated, pulling out Riptide and uncapping it.
The Celestial Bronze blade gleamed and glowed as I took my spot opposite from him. Holding it up, I got ready while he moved his arms behind his back. There was a loud click and I realized one of the swords had combined with his stump of a right arm, giving him a sword arm while his left hand was holding the other sword.
"Nice," I remarked and he smiled.
"Thank you," he replied before charging, catching me off guard, but only a little.
I barely dodged a swing, but his other sword came at me quickly. I pulled up my new favorite thing, my new Adamantine shield that I called "diamánti ki̱demónas" which means "Diamond Guardian" in Greek, but I call it Diakid for short. The super shield completely bounced back the sword and I swung Riptide, almost slicing him across the chest. He was fast though, moving out of the way quickly before slashing both his blades at me.
I blocked with Diakid again and stabbed with Anaklusmos. He dodged once more and that kept repeating, one of us attacking and the other dodging. After a while I could feel myself getting drained, the guy was a real warrior material so I decided to end it.
I slashed at his legs, but he jumped, big mistake. He was in mid air when I through Diakid, the circular shield striking his chest and sending him back. I was about to cheer when he hit the ground, but I realized he had landed on his feet, doing a somersault in the air to regain his balance.
"Dude," I mumbled and grabbed Diakid quickly as I ran towards him. "You're good!"
"Thank you, Void!" he shouted back over the sound of metal striking metal. "I must admit you are good as well, however you are a Chaotic soldier and I am not!"
I grit my teeth and forced him back, our blades locked as we fought. I think the battle lasted for hours, actually I'm pretty sure it did since when I looked at my friends for a quick glance, I saw Tess curled up on Luke's lap who was leaning back onto Elisa's lap who had her head tilted while she snored. Rose herself was sitting and leaning against a tree rather than sitting on the log the rest were on.
We swung and the blades would strike each other, sparks flying occasionally. We struck and stabbed, but the other dodged the attacks.
"You... you tired... you tired yet?" I huffed and heaved as he breathed heavily as well.
"I'll admit, I am quite tired," he spoke up and stretched his arm while arching his back. "I'm ready to call it a tie if you are."
"Totally," I answered with a huge breath and fell backwards, landing on my back and sighing in relief as my body turned into mush. "Chaos, I'm tired."
Jalen started laughing as he walked over to me, kneeling down so we were on a somewhat even level.
"I can see that, Void. My home has extra rooms if you need anywhere to stay for the night."
"Thanks man," I said and patted his arm before falling back and losing my mind into the realm of Morpheus.
"No, No!"
The screaming man was silenced as a sword went through him. He dropped, dead as the man who killed him slid the blade out of his chest. Jerking the sword as to get any excess blood off of it, the man turned and began to walk away. He moved towards a young child curled in a corner, crying as he held onto the lifeless body of his mother.
The man bent down, putting a hand on the boy's shoulder in a reassuring manner, the boy did not take it as one.
"No! Stay away!" he cried out, but the man grabbed his arms, pinning it to his sides.
"I'm sorry," he stated and the boy stopped struggling. Shaking his head, the man looked down in sorrow, "I'm so sorry."
The boy started crying more, bawling out as he curled up into a fetal position. The man stood, staring at the ground still while clenching his hands.
He had void black hair, cut and combed to be about perfectly combed, but loose strands and locks showed he had done much and was weary. Tan skin and a half jagged, half smooth scar going across his right cheek showed his participation in battle. Then his eyes, rings around void black pupils glowing crimson red revealed a weariness and certain skill in combat as it showed courage and confidence.
"Come on," he said and offered his hand to the boy.
"Jessica! Are you okay?"
Percy snapped his eyes open and found himself on a couch, Elisa sitting next to his lying form and Tess sitting on her lap while Luke and Rose watched from behind the couch. I watched as Jalen held his daughter's shoulders while a woman, probably his wife watched with watery eyes. His daughter had bruises on her with torn clothing and red eyes, most likely from crying.
Immediately, my hero complex kicked in and my Chaotic Legion training stirred up the observant part of me. I put up every scenario my not-so-smart brain could think of. Definitely not abuse, Jalen was the one asking about it and he didn't look like he was lying, maybe a pervert, some pedophile.
"What happened?" I murmured as I got up, narrowing my eyes.
Everyone looked at me and Jalen stood.
"My daughter came back like this, someone did this to her," he growled, gritting his teeth and I nodded.
"Who?" I asked and looked at her, making her shiver and look down while moving away.
"Jessica, please," her mother pleaded and she looked out the window.
I followed her gaze to see a hill, a tall hill, but not a steep one. It was a gradual rise of clear grass, barely any trees dotting the area. On top of the hill was a house, no wait, a manor that stood tall, but ominous.
"Th-the man on the hill," she mumbled and us Chaotics raised an eyebrow.
"Man on the hill?" I questioned as Jalen started pacing, angrily combing his hair with his fingers.
He looked back at the window and pointed at the manor outside, way off in the distance.
"He's a hermit, some recluse who arrived here about the same time I did. No one's ever seen him and come back without wet pants, save for me, but... well, he has an itch about being bothered."
"Well, time to teach him a lesson," Luke stated and punched his fist into his hand like some kind of macho man.
Tess gave him a 'really?' look and he shot back a glare. The little girl, Jessica hugged her dad while her mom came down and hugged them. We Chaotics stood or sat there, awkwardly watching before stepping out of the house.
"Whoever this man-on-the-hill is, he's now a menace to this colony," Rose remarked and we all nodded in agreement, "How're we going to deal with him?"
We all started thinking, doing whatever quirk we did when we thought. After scratching my head for a while, I decided on the best option.
"I say we just directly approach," was my suggestion and they seemed to like it.
"Yeah, only sensible thing to do. We try anything else he might get to violent," Luke explained with his 'smarts'. Let's notice those mental quotations.
"Hate to say it, but Lukey and Pervy got the right idea," Elisa added and I decided not to glare at her since she was supporting me.
"Well where ever Percy goes, I go," Tess spoke and Rose nodded, agreeing with my idea.
"Okay, lead the way, Void," Rose smirked and I proudly stuck a tongue out at her before walking towards the hill.
Done
So this concludes the first part of finding Percy's new mentor
So Jalen
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