Chapter 1

"And for Perseus Jackson!" Zeus called, and the son of Poseidon rolled his eyes before stepping forward. "As much as I don't want to give it to you, you deserve some recognition."

Percy raised an eyebrow, and glanced back at Jason, who shrugged.

"And...what do you mean by that, Lord Zeus?" Percy asked. Zeus sighed loudly, and grumbled, until Hades spoke for him.

"You have survived Tartarus," he explained, and Percy paled instantly. Hades, quickly realizing his mistake, hurried on. "And you have helped to allie the Romans and Greeks. And for that you deserve a reward. And so, the Gods will offer you one."

Percy nodded slowly, before shaking his head. "No," he said firmly, and all the Gods stared at him in shock. "No, I don't need anything. The fact that I'm alive...that's enough for me."

"Very well," Zeus agreed, as Percy stepped back. "I suppose we can then call Annabeth Chase forward."

Annabeth nodded, and stepped forward. "I know this is a bold move...but for my reward...I'd like to be immortal."

The entire throne room was dropped into silence, until Athena spoke slowly.

"But...what of you and Perseus?"

"Percy and I decided while we were...in Tartarus, that we're better off without one another. So we broke up."

"Percy, is this true?" Poseidon asked softly. Percy was still pale after the mention of Tartarus, but he nodded.

"It is, and she has a point," he answered, though all the Gods heard the pain in his voice.

"Very well," Zeus nodded. "Annabeth Chase, if you'll stay after, we'll make you immortal."

"My Lord, are you alright?"

Percy took a shuddering breath, and turned away from the window to find Kelli the Empousa standing there.

"Yes, I'm fine," Percy answered sternly, walking across the room to seat himself on his throne. "Why are you here?"

"Um...Chaos is here to sign the treaty."

"It's been one hundred years since we've signed the last one?" Percy asked, frowning. Kelli nodded. "Well then, send him in."

"Of course, my lord," Kelli said with a bow, turning and walking out of the room. Percy sighed, and ran his hands over his face as echos of Annabeth's voice filtered through his head.

Three thousand years ago; Tartarus.

"Percy, we need to talk," Annabeth declared. The two had been moving at a slow pace, and really, Percy wanted nothing more than to scoop the love of his life into his arms and run towards the doors of death, but he knew he didn't have enough strength for that. Both of them were dying, and Tartarus was killing them.

"Yeah Wise Girl?" Percy asked breathlessly, looking over at her and trying to hide his exhaustion.

"Listen, I've been thinking," Annabeth sighed, and ran her hands through her tangled hair, before dropping her gaze to the ground in front of her. "After everything we've been through together...after...this place. I think...I think we're better off without one another."

Percy stopped at the words, and turned to face her. "What are you talking about?" he asked, frowning. "Are you saying…"

"I'm breaking up with you," Annabeth said firmly, locking her gray eyes with his green ones. "I'm sorry. I just...after everything we've been through I think...I'm sorry, Percy. I'm just...I'm safer without you."

"I...see," Percy said softly. "You think this is my fault."

"I never said that!" Annabeth proclaimed quickly. "I just...Percy, you are a very powerful demigod, and you have a very powerful aura. And as much as it hurts me to say, you hurt the ones you love more often than not."

"Annabeth," Percy whispered, but she cut him off.

"Percy, once we get out of here, and once we stop Gaia...you'd be smart to get as far away from all of us as possible."

Percy nodded, and turned away from Annabeth as he felt his eyes fill with tears. But Annabeth wasn't done bringing him down.

"Percy, sooner or later, you're going to get your mom hurt, or worse, killed."

"Alright," Percy whispered as he began walking away. "Fine. Soon as we defeat Gaia, I'll leave, and you'll never see me again.

"King Perseus?"

Percy jumped, and looked towards the doors of the throne room, as Kelli led Chaos in. Percy stood and waved the Empousa off.

"Thank you Kelli. You may leave now."

Kelli nodded, before turning and running out of the room. Chaos chuckled as Percy got to his feet and approached the Lord of creation.

"I see that even after three thousand years, they still listen to you."

"Yes, they do," Percy agreed, as the two immortals made their way to the attached room to sign the treaty. "Out of fear, I should think."

"Well, you are the son of Poseidon," Chaos commented, as he sat across from the King of Tartarus. Percy waved him off.

"That was three thousand years ago."

"And yet monsters don't forget things all that easily," Chaos pointed out, before gesturing to Percy. "You're pale."

Percy waved him off. "It's nothing."

"Of course," Chaos drawled, as Percy brought out their new treaty. "So are we changing any aspects of the treaty?"

"It has been the same for three thousand years. Why change it now?" Percy asked. "So long as we keep our agreement to assist the other in war, I don't think we need to change anything."

"So it's going to stay the same?" Chaos asked, as Percy put his pen to the paper, and signed his name.

"Yes, it is," he responded, passing the pen and treaty over to Chaos. The room was silent, until Chaos spoke softly.

"Now...Perseus, this is just an idea but...I was thinking that perhaps...you could sign a treaty with the Gods of Olympus?"

"No," Percy said darkly, getting to his feet and walking away, his long black cape billowing out behind him. Chaos sighed, and followed after him.

"Percy, will you not even consider it?"

"The Gods betrayed me. Why should I help them?" Percy demanded, not bothering to face Chaos. The Lord of Creation raised an eyebrow.

"Did the Gods betray you or did-"

"Don't you dare say her name!" Percy screamed, spinning around. His black crown went flying from his head at the sudden movement, and Percy and Chaos watched in silence, as it rolled across the floor until Chaos spoke in a soft voice.

"Everything has a meaning, Perseus,"

"And what, pray tell, is that supposed to mean?" Percy demanded, walking over to his crown and pulling it up off the floor, putting it back on his head before making his way back to his throne. Chaos sighed.

"Perhaps she had a reason for betraying you."

Percy was silent, watching his feet, before taking a shuddering breath.

"She said they would be safer without me," he said softly. "She said I'd just get them hurt."

"She broke up with you," Chaos guessed. Percy nodded, before his gaze darkened.

"If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have ended up banished to Tartarus."

"The Gods banished you here?" Chaos asked, frowning. Percy shook his head as he got to his feet, beckoning for Chaos to follow after him.

"The Fates did. They cursed me so that my body can only withstand the heat of Tartarus. If I go to Earth, I'll freeze to death instantly."

"I thought you were immortal."

"Earth is the only thing that can kill me," Percy explained. "However, I've got a special amulet that regulates my temperature so that I can go to Earth if I so choose. But I can only survive on the water from the river Acheron, and the berries of the Underworld."

"I see. And...do Hades and Persephone know you're-"

"I have my own version of Persephone's garden here in Tartarus."

"Of course. Forgive me for accusing you of stealing," Chaos bowed, and Percy only waved him off as the two entered his garden. "It's an exact copy," Chaos breathed. Percy nodded.

"Have you spoke with the Gods? About signing a treaty with me?"

"I've mentioned it," Chaos answered with a nod.

"And?" Percy pressed. Chaos sighed.

"Zeus is too stubborn to sign a treaty with someone he doesn't know."

"Doesn't surprise me," Percy muttered. The two were silent, until Chaos chuckled softly.

"I remember when you first took the throne. You were terrified to lead. Terrified that you were going to do something wrong."

"I was broken hearted," Percy said by way of explanation."

"And now you're not?" Chaos asked, slightly laughter in his voice. "Percy, you're heart has turned to stone in three thousand years, and though I hate to compare you, you're turning into Octavian. And Luke Castellan."

"Your point?" Percy asked. Chaos sighed.

"Nothing. I apologize, your highness, for coming into your domain, and accusing you of such things. I will speak again with the Gods about signing a treaty with you, and I'll let you know how that goes."

"If Zeus has anything to say about it, it won't go at all," Percy muttered.

"Absolutely not!" Zeus cried, and Chaos rolled his eyes at the God's predictability. "I refuse to work with someone I don't know, let alone sign a treaty with him!"

"What if I told you, Lord Zeus, that you know him?" Chaos asked respectively. "What if I said that everyone in this throne room knows him?"

"That's impossible," Poseidon stated, though there was slight unease in his voice. "Sally and Paul Blofis are in this throne room as well as a few other immortal demigods."

"And I stand by what I said," Chaos declared firmly. "Everyone in this throne room knows him."

"So...who is he?" Annabeth asked. Chaos analyzed her with cold eyes before turning back to the Gods.

"Perseus Jackson."

The throne room was dropped into icy silence, until Sally spoke in a soft voice.

"Percy's dead."

Chaos shook his head. "He's not dead. The Fates cursed him so that he cannot survive anywhere but Tartarus."

"That's impossible," Jason stated, stepping forward. "It's been three thousand years."

"He's immortal. Which should have been quite obvious." turning away from the demigods and back towards the Gods. "believe me when I say this, Gods of Olympus, that Percy is less than thrilled with the idea to sign a treaty with you. If you decide not to, it's not going to hurt him."

"What does the treaty ensure?" Poseidon asked, ignoring Zeus's glare.

"It ensures that should you go to war and ask Perseus for help, he will help. And the same goes for if Tartarus should go to war."

"Who would Tartarus go to war with aside from us?" Hades asked politely. Chaos chuckled.

"Since Perseus took the throne three thousand years ago, Tartarus has had three civil wars. Needless to say, Perseus is not as warm hearted as he once was."

"Tartarus has hardened him," Annabeth whispered. Chaos nodded.

"Unfortunately yes. He's not the demigod you once knew, though I dare say that your breaking up with him had something if not everything to do with his present state."

"So if we sign this treaty, how long will it last?" Zeus asked. Chaos was slight as he thought it over, before finally answering.

"One hundred years," he declared. "Give or take."

The throne room was silent as the Gods talked it over until they finally came to their decision.

"Alright then. We'll sign it."

"Good," Chaos praised. "Now, all I have to do is convince Perseus to meet with you."

"How hard will that be?" Sally asked.

"Almost impossible."

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