Hard to upload because I wanna make them rather long like other authors but it takes longer than I thought. I apologize.

Chapter One

The throne room was filled for its meeting, the fastest that Zeus has ever seen his fellow gods and goddesses show up, underlining the importance of this meeting. A satyr had run to Grover, the Lord of the Wild, with his tail between his legs and was visibly shaken by something he saw. New York had just gotten a strong, nonstop gust of wind that seemed to cover the land rather slowly. To mortals, it was freak weather and they urgently made their way home. The satyr however could see through the mist and saw a large wall made of shadows slowly crossing the land and he could tell that the trajectory of the wall was Camp Half-Blood. He immediately ran as fast as he could to a fountain where he could load up his trusty water gun and Iris-message his lord.

Grover, in turn, was now in the middle of the throne room, standing before the assembled gods with a sense of worry for what his report entails. Whereas the old Grover would have been shaking on his hooves while in front of such power, now as the Lord of the Wild he is able to stand before them with no fear and even felt brave enough to bring people he deemed worthy of what he had to say… much to Zeus' dismay.

"Now that we are all here, with a few additions," Zeus says as he eyes the partially immortal campers, "please tell the council what you told me satyr. Be rather detailed for some of the… slower people in the room."

The campers snickered at Apollo and Hermes who are looking around to find the slower people, before slowly turning towards each other and pointing. Their thrones suddenly heated up and the looked at Lady Hestia who was shaking her head disapprovingly before nodding at Grover begin.

Grover repeated exactly what his satyr told him. "I flashed to last known location of the wall to see that it only moved half a mile since Jerry saw it, which was 30 minutes prior. I looked through the darkness to see what has to be thousands of monsters marching towards the camp, but enshrouded in a shadow. The most curious part is that they purposefully hid from the mortals, but knew that we'd be able to see them. They are projected to arrive in approximately 4 hours and the campers are nowhere near prepared to handle that many monsters."

The gods paled in fear for their children and the partially immortal campers looked at each other in worry, knowing that they each can take down a hundred or two but thousands were rather concerning, especially since the greatest hero Olympus has ever seen disappeared a year and a half ago.

Annabeth stands from her impromptu mini throne and nervously states, "I'm not sure we can counter this without a god's help or at least the hunters. The odds against camp are impossible and the only person capable of the impossible…" No one noticed the extra guilty look on Artemis' face, as the were too stuck in there brooding over what this attack will do to their children.

"There's always another option. You just have to ask the right person," A voice from what seemed like everywhere stated in an amused voice. The gods looked around the room, trying to pinpoint exactly where it came from before Piper shrieked and drew her dagger, on guard from something in the middle of the room. Slowly the room's occupants followed her eyes until they fell upon a woman in the middle of the room who turned around as if she didn't know what they were looking at. She then faces them, realizing that they were staring at her and acts embarrassed as she ran her hand through her void black straight hair and pulled her shirt lower, unintentionally drawing attention to her DD breasts from males and females alike, then straightens her dress pants that emphasize her sizeable butt. Her legs were of the average length but her heels seemed rather steep. The most interesting part about her were her eyes, swirling vortex of stars that seemed to take any onlookers on a trip through the universe. Her button-up shirt was the purest form of white anyone in the room has ever seen and her pants were a darker shade of blue that somehow perfectly complemented the shirt. Her heels were a sky blue to match her belt and a nice meeting point between her two contrasting colors.

She seemed rather playful and laid back, but everyone in the room could feel the amount of power rolling off of her and she seemed unaware of the affect she has on the gravity in the room. She looks around and read the room's serious nature and straightens up before waving at the ceiling of the room and ascending to a height of 20ft, suddenly towering over the Olympians 15ft and adopting a more serious face.

"Hello Olympians. My name is Chaos and I am indeed the creator of the Universe and most powerful being… well, ever. I am here due to the grave situation this planet is facing and with this being my first creation that held life, I would appreciate it not being reduced to ruins." Her voice was rather musical to their ears, not the type that made them happy, but more that it made them want to hear more and stay enraptured upon her words. "Fear not for I have taken action to help save this planet from one of the most powerful threats in this universe, my son Tartarus. He is attacking this planet simply because it's where most of his consciousness is and he knows the effects it will have on me and the members of my planet who come from Earth. I feel responsible for this, as I was the one who made sure he was powerful and had a great amount of presence on this planet, not knowing that he would one day lose his way."

The god's were terrified at the revelation that they were going against a primordial god with what has to be millions of monsters at his disposal, and were eager to hear how Lady Chaos was going to help them save the planet. They were still stuck under the pressure of her power and looked rather uncomfortable, which soon became noticeable to her and she hid even more of her power.

"I have employed the help of the commander of my army and the master of my assassins, along their top warriors/assassins to help demolish the large army at hand. It would be ideal to have many more troops here, however Tartarus had this very well planned out and has sent millions of monsters to planets full of innocent lives that my army is working very hard to protect. As a result this is all I could spare, but it's also the best that you can get for this planet, especially since majority of the ones coming here are of Earth descent," at this Chaos waves her right hand to just as a portal opens.

From it drops a black male wearing midnight blue armor that appeared to meld into robe like clothing that somehow added to the sinister feeling that emitted from him. Not to mention the fact that he had a sniper rifle in his hands, with the barrel smoking as if it had just fired upon an unlucky soul. He noticed his surrounding and pulled the gun apart, literally and each half of the sniper rifle turned into two golden Desert Eagles as he put them on his thighs as if there were holsters there, but the sure stayed in the air as if there were holsters there. He brought his arm that had a black watch on it and twisted it, causing his armor to retract into the watch and reveals a more casual man emitting just as much power as Lady Chaos did when she first arrived. He had on a white polo shirt on with dark blue jeans on, complementing the blue and white Jordan twelves on his feet. His glasses appeared to be shades, but while they were black, the wings of the glasses had a midnight blue strip of glowing light and the glasses overall seemed rather high tech. His hair was shaved down to a fade on the sides and the back, but had far more on the top without being a flat top due to it being straighter and kind of wavy.

"You left from Chaotica in a black coat for the assassination, how did you show up in you blue armor?" Lady Chaos asks while squinting at the man.

"You see, I had to make a pit stop before coming here. It was either show up here covered in sweat from being on the hot ass planet Vv-7 or go to my ship, then come here," he replied cheekily while smirking at the primordial.

"You were to show up when I interjected into the conversation, you and the commander, speaking of which…" She again waves her hand, however it's the left one this time just as a slice appears in the air to her left, as if someone used a sword with the air as their enemy.

The space around the mark of the slice began to freeze until it was frozen. The ice slowly began to crack as if there were something trying to break through the ice until it explodes to show an icy portal. The places where the shards of ice fell frosted over rather quickly, a warning to everyone in the room to stay away from those spots.

From the portal emerged a tan man, wearing armor made of ice that was surprisingly opaque, a frosted axe on his back, sword of ice on his hip and several other weapons on him. His helmet seemed high tech and fitting for the armor, though very hard to describe. He practically screamed that he is a person of power and high position in Lady Chaos' army, especially since it's hard not to notice that he was covered in blood from left breastplate to toe. He twisted his ring and the armor retracted into it, revealing a very tan caucasian male emitting coldness and presence that demands nothing less than respect and a great deal of power along with Chaos and the Assassin. He was wearing an ice white dress shirt, dark blue slacks and brown dress shoes to match his brown belt, and the Olympians started to see a pattern of dress. His eyes were ice white and completely frosted over, his hair being raven black and still messy to this day.

Lady Chaos didn't realize that people in the room were almost too focused on her commander to listen to her, so she introduced them, "I present to you the Leader of the Chaotic Assassins, Isaiah Kee and the Commander of the Chaotic Army, Percy Jackson!"