Chapter 1: Angmar, Son of Order
Disclaimer: I do not own PJO or HoO, I own only the plot.
Angmar POV
Location: Earth, Sector 5
"Damn this accursed rain!" Angmar said aloud to himself. One of his captains, Molag, spoke up,
"Sir the men have some prisoners at the southern end of the city."
"I'll be there in a moment to speak to them."
Angmar then teleported to where Molag had said the prisoners were being kept. As Angmar landed his soldiers snapped to attention. The squad leader spoke to Angmar, "Sir, we have taken these people prisoner." "Yes I see that sergeant, but why?" "Sir we believe them to be the gods-spawn Lord Order told us to find." "That may be true sergeant, but he also ordered me to take no prisoners." The sergeant grinned evilly and said, "Aye sir." The prisoners then started shouting out, begging and pleading for mercy. Angmar stared at each prisoner as they were brutally executed by his troops. Earlier in his life Angmar would have been appalled at these hideous acts of violence, now he has become hardened to violence and even relishes it as a means for revenge. As the last of the prisoners was killed Angmar received a transmission from his master, Order the disgraced brother of the creator Chaos. Angmar opened the transmission and said,
"My lord, the earth city of Los Angeles is sacked as you commanded."
"Good, good. Angmar I have a new mission for you."
"What is it my lord?"
"Return to Barad Dûr and you will receive your briefing on the mission."
"My Lord Order, you are to kind. I will travel to Barad Dûr as soon as the men finish our job here." "You've grown much since I found you betrayed and broken all those centuries ago Angmar."
"Thank you my Lord." With that Order cut off the transmission and Angmar turned to his soldiers,
"Alright men, torch the city then board your transports. We're going home." The sergeant saluted and ordered the flamethrower troops to light the city ablaze. An hour after the city was set ablaze Angmar's troops began boarding their transports. Before Angmar could board the last transport a lone figure jumped him sword in hand. The figure said,
"I will kill you if it is the last thing I do, I've had enough of your kill..." Angmar cut him off by stabbing the man in the gut with his dagger and said,
"Ah what a fine specimen of Demi-God bravery, sadly it is for naught." Angmar then pushed the man to the ground and drove his sword through his heart ending the scrawny god's life. As the man's body faded Angmar remarked without any emotion,
"It seems I have accidentally killed a minor god. Oops."
With those final words Angmar spat where the man's body was and boarded his ship and followed his army back to Barad Dûr, his new home.
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Hours of space travel later Angmar and his army arrived at the fortress world of Barad Dûr, home of Order. Angmar disembarked from his transport and teleported to Order's throne room. When he arrived he knelt.
"Rise my son, you have proven yet again that you are worthy of being my son."
"My Lord Order you honor me with your action to adopt me all those centuries ago. I do what I must to repay that debt." Order looked upon his adopted son with a rare smile upon his face and said,
"My son, you've grown into one of the most powerful beings in the universe. I foresee, under your command, the army will easily conquer the rest of Earth."
"My lord, I must ask. Why is earth such an important target? There are many other worlds with a better strategic location."
"You have much to learn my son, my brother Chaos holds Earth as the gem of his creation. It would greatly weaken his military strength if it were to fall to invasion."
"As you wish my lord, what is my next mission?"
"You will act as an advance scout for our invasion of earth, you will arrive at Camp Half-Blood. I will tell you more as information becomes available."
"My lord Order you honor me, I will follow your orders exactly."
"I hope for your sake you do this time, when you slew that minor god, I felt the anger of the Olympians through the portal. The gods of Olympus are now on high alert for a being that can kill a minor god with ease. There is a chance you may have blown your cover before the mission even begins."
"I am sorry my lord, it will not happen again."
"Pray it doesn't, I would hate to lose my heir. You may leave."
"Your will is my command father." Angmar then teleported to his quarters and fell into a dreamless sleep.
-time skip-
Order POV
After Angmar left the throne room, Order sent a quick communiqué to his spies within Chaos's army asking if they had anything new to report. Order then thought to himself, 'The final stages of my plan are nearing completion, the being who was once Percy Jackson has nearly been ground out of existence. Angmar is finally killing without remorse especially after he killed that minor god. I am proud to call Angmar my son.' A message quickly flashed onto the data screen, it was from one of Order's spies. It read,
'My lord Order, Chaos is mobilizing his troops. It seems the burning of Los Angeles didn't fool the creator, the Olympians seem to be fooled that it was mortals killing each other though. And it seems Chaos has not yet sensed the fact that Angmar and Percy Jackson are one and the same. Chaos still believe that Percy disappeared from the universe. One last thing sir, Angmar's old friends are indeed all minor gods, it'll be more difficult for Angmar to slip into Camp Half-Blood without being detected as who he really is. That is my report my lord. Mobius out.'
Order read the report through two more times before retiring to his quarters.
Angmar POV
Angmar woke with a start at the loud pounding on his door. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and opened it. Seeing who it was Angmar quickly knelt and said,
"Father this is an unexpected meeting."
"My son rise and get dressed I have some news you must know for your mission. Once you've gotten dressed meet me in my private quarters."
"Yes my lord."
Order then left and Angmar began getting dressed. He grabbed a pair of leather breeches, a cotton shirt with leather padding and his mail hauberk. He then pulled his surcoat over his head. Before heading out the door Angmar grabbed his sword belt and belted it on as he walked out the door of his quarters. He then teleported to Lord Order's quarters. When Angmar arrived Order began the briefing,
"You may sit my son this will take a while."
"Thank you my lord."
"Enough with the 'my lord' while we are the only ones in the room, you are my son."
"Sorry father."
"That's better Angmar, now on to the briefing. As you know the end goal is to conquer earth. I have spies nearly everywhere, except Camp Half-Blood. That is where you come in Angmar. I need you to gain the trust of the campers and the Olympians, help defend them against some small monster attacks. I may send some of my more demon like servants to help speed the process, they will put up a fight but will allow you to send them back to me."
"You know how I feel about the retches from the camp and Olympus, why must I befriend them."
"You will not befriend them my son. I have already told what you will do, I know you want them dead as much as I. I need information about the defenses of the camp and Olympus. Act as their friend but report to me every night, and omit nothing from your reports, understood?"
"Yes father, I will carry out your orders."
"Good, take all of your arms and armor, I sense you will need them."
"I shall father."
"You may leave now Angmar."
Angmar then teleported back to his quarters and began arming himself. He began putting on his plate armor over his chainmail and grabbed his kite shield and bastard sword. Once he was kited up in the fashion of a medieval knight he teleported to the docking bay and boarded his transport. As the transport left the docking bay, Angmar took off his great helm and prepared to sleep through the three hour flight.
A/N: So this is officially my second story, but I'm just not feeling my other story much at the moment. Maybe eventually i will update it. As always don't forget to review, constructive criticism would be fantastic.