Chapter 11: Percy Jackson Lives!

Percy's POV

I had misjudged my teleport, probably because I was hurrying to leave. I overshot, landing straight on Blake instead of teleporting right in front of Chaos. Apparently they were all at the buffet, and I landed on Blake's head, sending us both and my captive tumbling to the ground. Blake cursed a lot from that, although that could have been me, I wasn't too sure. Blake sat up and rubbed his head. "What did you do?" he asked me.

"That was the worst teleport I've ever seen, landing right on someone's head."

"I was distracted, okay? I had things on my mind, things that I need to talk to Chaos about."

"Well then, that's perfect time friend!" Blake said, surprised. "Chaos needed to brief us on a mission after lunch. Come hear and eat fast, so that we can go and see our next mission together!"

"Sounds good to me." I replied. I haven't eaten in a while, so I was fine with that idea. I filled up my plate and started to eat, until a voice said,

"Can you at least put me in a cell instead of on the floor?"

I looked down to see Chrysaor looking up at me. Even after all these years, the gorgon mask was still unnerving. "And who is this that you brought back?" Carlos questioned.

"Everyone, meet Chrysaor, the Golden Sword." I said.

"Chaos sent me to take him down. He's from Earth, like me."

"You are from Earth as well?" "I nodded to him. Chrysaor's eyes gleamed.

"At least tell me your name. I would like to know who managed to best me in sword to sword combat."

"I am Desmond." I replied, not wanting to reveal my true identity to anyone working with Order, captured or not.

"Well then Desmond, I think it's about high time that we go get our mission from Chaos, you think?" Victor asked me, going with the flow.

"Yep." I replied. I hoisted my hostage onto my back and headed for Chaos's chamber, everyone else following close behind. We walked down a few corridors before we reached the door. I knocked on it three times and Chaos yelled,

"Enter!" from inside. I pushed the door open and walked over. There wasn't that much stuff in the room, but he didn't need anything. He could just bring it into existence if he wanted it.

"So, you finished the job?"

"Yeah." I replied. I placed Chrysaor, still stuck in the net on the ground. Chaos nodded in approval.

"You did good. I'll interrogate him later." Chaos waved his hand and he vanished. "Now, for your mission." Everyone leaned in eagerly to hear what it was.

"You must go to Earth and help the demigods there prepare for war. They are not ready for what comes next. Only you, my elite squad know what to do."

"So, that's why you sent me back to Earth. You just needed me to clear the field before we landed." I said.

"Pretty much." Chaos replied. "Then why didn't you tell me where I was going?" "Because... well I think you still haven't healed from when you lost all your friends. But that's not the topic right now. Anyways, once you get there you'll be in the middle of a meeting at Olympus, so stay sharp and quickly state your business. We don't want a mini war on our hands. I'll come in later and explain what's going on. Get ready in 10 and then we'll go. Everyone got that?" We all nodded. "Then go get ready."

We headed off back to our respective houses and packed up. But as I did that, I thought about how long I had not been with my old friends. How would they react from seeing me after I had been gone for at least a year and presumed dead? I brushed those thoughts aside. Right now, I had more important things to do. Once I packed up, I teleported back to Chaos's room. One by one, everyone else did the same. "Well then, we're good. I'll be teleporting you all this time, since you might not know where Olympus is. I don't want you in China or some other random remote place like that." I cracked a smile at that, because I remembered Nico once telling me that when he first tried to shadow travel, he ended up in China a few times. Clearly Chaos had said that on purpose for my amusement. "Let's go then!" Chaos said before waving his hand again. The world spun as I teleported to Olympus to talk battle plans with old friends.

Annabeth's POV

It had been a year since Percy had disappeared into the void. It had been quieter at camp ever since, since our greatest hero had sacrificed himself for his friends. All of us had shed tears about it, but we managed to move on. It would have been what Percy would want. He wouldn't want us to crying over him. So here we were at Olympus, talking with the gods over on why the monster attacks had increased recently and battle plans on how to stop them. I was just showing everyone a map using Daedalus's laptop (It washed up the River Styx back from Tartarus apparently) when suddenly, a giant crash was heard above us. I immediately ducked and rolled out of the way. Once I got out of the crash range, I stood and had a look at what happened. When I redesigned Olympus after the Second Titan War, I covered the top of Olympus with glass instead of nothing, so the crash was from that. But it was the group of people that had crashed that surprised me. How they came out of the sky, I didn't know. It was a big group, probably around 20-25 if I gave a actual estimate. One of them stood up first and said, "Who did I land on again, because that hurt a crap ton."

"Blake." another replied. The person sighed.

"Of course. Two times in one day. His head is going to hurt." He walked over (I'm guessing it was a he) and bended down next to the one guy who was unconscious. "Hey, wake up!" he snapped. He still remained unconscious. "WAKE UP!" he roared. His voice shook the entire room. He sighed again as the person still haven't wakened. "Give me the bucket. I swear, he is the definition of a deep sleeper." he said. One of them handed him a large bucket. The man raised his hand and water appeared, floating in the air. He changed it to a hose before filling the bucket to the brim. He then promptly dumped the whole thing on top of him. He sprang up with a yell before glaring at the guy who dumped the water all over him.

"I told you not to do that!" he said accusingly. He shrugged.

"Even if I land on you, you're supposed to wake up when I yell! And you still didn't!"

"I don't care man! Do literally anything else! Now my clothes are all wet." he replied.

"Just dry them yourself with willpower, son of Hydros. You can do that. I saw you do it before." he pointed out.

The guy, now known as Blake grumbled, but he did as the other guy said. He seemed familiar, but I couldn't place him. "So, where are we? I don't exactly remember crashing through glass gets us to Olympus." he said. "I mean, there is now a glass roof on Olympus, but he wouldn't…" The guy looked up to see a huge hole through the glass roof I had designed. "Of course he did. Dude, don't do that again! Get down here and let's have a talk!" he yelled. There was no response. 'Well, he's coming later. At least we aren't in China." He turned around from their little group huddle and looked at us all. "Greetings!" he announced. "Sorry about that. My name is Desmond Grace, son of Apollo!" Zeus turned around to look at said god. "What is your son doing here crashing through our roof?" he thundered. Apollo cowered.

"But, he isn't my son." he replied meekly. Zeus raised his master bolt.

"Lies!" he roared. The man who spoke suddenly disappeared in front of my eyes and reappeared just as Zeus threw the bolt. He caught it with one hand. Many gasped at that.

"Still paranoid. Anyways, think or let me speak before you act. For starters, that was a joke. Secondly, I used that alias as a fake to hide my real identity." He twirled the master bolt between his fingers before walking away. "I'm going to be using this as a pointer, alright? Alright." He started to pace around the room.

"We all work together as a group with our good old leader himself. He's more powerful than everyone in this room combined, although I don't know about me. Anyways, we came here to help out, believe it or not!" I watched my mother speak out, "Who is your leader?" The man turned around and smiled. "Oh, he's coming. Cyrus, give me the time!"

"He's coming right now." another guy in the group, now known as Cyrus replied. Once he finished that sentence, a large portal of stars appeared right in the middle of the room, and a man stepped out of it. He too was covered in stars. "Chaos." I said. Many proceeded to bow, but Chaos then raised his hand.

"No need." he spoke. "I'm just here to help you all out. Speaking of that, right down to the point. Order's coming." Many gasped at that. "But he won't be sending troops for a while. I had slowed down his progress here to Earth, but he'll get in soon. Your only chance is to work with me and my elite squad here. Speaking of them, I better let them introduce themselves first! You at least need to know who you're fighting with. So one by one, they each took off the hoods they wore and introduced themselves, until it came down to who seemed like the leader, the one that called himself Desmond.

"Now, I do believe that this one will shock you." Chaos said. "You see, this one was quite a shocker to my elite squad as well, the newest member, but also the most strongest." The man took off his hood. The strangest thing was that it seemed he had a thin veil of Mist surrounding his entire head, blocking anyone looking in on seeing who he was. The Mist dissipated before he looked up, his sea-green eyes staring at everyone in the room. He broke into a smile.

"Hey guys!" said Percy Jackson. "Did you miss me?"

Percy is back everybody! With him back, will he be able to turn the tide of this third war? Find out next time! - Steven