POV: Percy
When he awoke the next morning the sun was already shining through the branches of the trees.
With a flick of his wrist, his temporary cold sanctuary melted away, and he stood up, flexing his wings.
From here, he could see all of camp. Most of the campers were already awake and moving around their daily activities.
He smiled when he caught sight of Annabeth sitting with her siblings at their table in the dining pavilion. She was looking over something on a paper that one of them had handed her, and she had that cute expression on her face that she had when she was concentrating.
It brought back fond memories of his life before.
He was interrupted from his thoughts by a small pinprick in the back on his mind. It was as if somebody had thrown a pebble against a windowpane that was inside of his mind.
Immediately he knew what it was. Somebody was talking about him, and had used his name.
Smiling inwardly, he transferred a small amount of his consciousness to wherever it was.
Looking around, he found that he was in the Olympian throne room.
A cold burst of wind and the smell of the sea proceeded his presence, and it halted the conversation.
"What was that?".
Just for fun, he sent an extra cold burst of wind directly at Zeus' face, making his eyelashes and eyebrows coat with frost.
He could see the other gods around him struggling not to burst out laughing as the lord of the sky's face turned red.
"Who is doing this?!", he roared, looking around.
At that, the other gods did burst out laughing, and that only made Zeus' face grow redder.
The small amount of consciousness that Percy had sent over walked forward until he was at the foot of his father's throne.
He touched his leg lightly, but it was enough to make him stop laughing and look straight down. Straight through where he was.
"Perseus?".
The other gods quieted and looked at him in confusion, but he was too focused on looking for his son.
Stepping back, he drew away from his father and started to withdraw his consciousness, but not before creating a snow man on Zeus' knee and leaving a little message in frost on the palace floor.
He smiled at what he had done, noting in delight the small amount of thunder that rumbled from his prank.
Shaking his head to clear it, he set his mind on the task at hand. His smile dropped. He was not looking forward to this. But it was necessary.
Opening his wings, he caught and updraft that carried him up and over the camp.
He decided just to set down at the entrance of the camp and walk through. Hopefully it would alarm the campers a little bit less than he did yesterday.
Keeping his hood up, he walked down the path that led to camp.
Soon after, he was met by three campers with spears and shields. Clarisse La Rue and two of her siblings.
Her spear maimer crackled with energy and he gave it wide berth, remembering the last time it had touched him.
"You!", Clarisse took the lead, stepping forward with her spear. "You dare come back here?!"
"Me! And yes… I do", he cracked a grin before continuing. "Clarisse. I see you're violent as always. You might want to put away that spear, though, before I'm forced to break it in half again".
He smirked as he watched her splutter. She finally settled on one question. "How do you know my name?".
Keeping his hood up, he ignored her question and began to walk forward again, "I understand there's a meeting today in the amphitheater. That meeting starts now".
Her two siblings, as headstrong and moronic as always stepped in front of him and blocked his path. "What makes you think that you can just waltz into this camp?", one of them said, sneering.
He just looked at them, bored before turning to Clarisse. "Clarisse! Call off your idiot brothers".
After a beat of silence, she waved her hand and the two stepped aside, still glaring at him.
He continued to walk down the path, Clarisse and her two brothers still trailing after him until he reached the dining pavilion where he had last seen Annabeth. Thankfully, she was still there.
Her back was facing him, but as her siblings saw him approach they tensed and took out their weapons.
Annabeth, however, was still lost in her designs.
Clearing his throat, he got her attention. "Umm… Annabeth".
She whipped around. And after seeing who it was launched herself at him and almost crushed him to death in a hug.
"I knew you would come back!".
He smiled and hugged her back before pushing her away and holding her at arms length.
"Meeting… amphitheater… now".
Her eyes widened and she nodded.
Turning to her siblings, she sent them to different parts of the camp to gather the campers and tell them that it was meeting time.
Before she ran off herself, she turned back to Percy. "What about the Olympians?".
"Don't worry, they'll be here"
He turned to face the rest of the campers still sitting at their tables eating breakfast.
"Did you not hear anything? There is a meeting at the amphitheater. Go now!".
The campers scrambled up from their seats and joined the procession of kids that was now walking towards the amphitheater.
Opening his wings, with a quick push off the ground he flew up and over the camp again, landing on top of Half-Blood Hill where he could watch and look out for when the Olympians arrived.
Just as he made that thought, there was a 'pop' sound, and the 14 Olympians were suddenly standing in front of the amphitheater.
Thankfully all of the campers had already filed it, except for one or two stragglers, or else they would have been crushed.
Right on time
He flew down, stopping and waiting until they got into their seats before descending.
But Zeus apparently didn't want to wait that long.
"Well? Where is he?", his voice boomed, and did a great job of quieting the noise of conversation throughout the group.
"I'm right here, Zeus. Hold on to your panties".
Percy descended until he was set down in the middle of the amphitheater. His wings folded up, but did not disappear as he spoke.
"Hello, campers. It's good to be back. I am here to help you fight another primordial who has awoken from the pit, the husband of Gaea, Tartarus".
At his name the entire arena darkened and the shadows elongated. Just as Chaos had done, he put one finger to his lips, indicating silence until the feeling passed.
"We should avoid saying his name as much as possible. He can listen to what is being said after he is called by his name".
Percy turned in a circle, making sure that his gaze travelled over every single one of the half-bloods.
"A few of you may be wondering who I am. I am a warrior of Chaos, sent here to destroy all evil in her world".
He was interrupted by a seated demigod to his left. "Chaos? As in, creator of the universe?".
He turned, meeting the demigod who spoke's gaze. "The very same".
"Now then", he turned back around to sweep his gaze, "I have been given her blessing, and have been taught and trained by her for the last year or so".
"Some of you may have seen me yesterday. I apologise if I hurt you in some way I was looking for… someone", at his words he met Annabeth's gaze and held it. She gave him an encouraging nod before he continued.
"Yesterday, the primordial in the pit also made an appearance. He is dead set on destroying your camp, hopefully we will be able to stop him before that happens".
Once again, he was interrupted, this time by one of Annabeth's siblings, "Is he what caused that huge storm yesterday?".
Percy's eyes darkened he turned to look out to sea before answering. "No… No, that storm was caused by me".
His voice was quiet, but every single person was able to hear what he said. "Again, I apologise if I damaged anything or hurt anybody. I did not mean to, I just let my emotions get away from me. I'm sorry".
Percy turned around. "Are there any more questions before I continue?".
Most of the campers were looking at him in shocked silence, and he was about to move on before somebody spoke up. "Who are you? You've gotten through the camp's barriers so you must be a demigod or something similar". He turned until he was looking into the eyes of Clarisse.
He sighed. He had hoped that nobody would ask that question. Of course that was completely illogical, but one could hope.
There was a beat of silence before he reached up to remove his hood.
Letting it fall back against the rest of his cloak, he turned to face Clarisse.
"Do you recognise me now, little cousin?".
An audible gasp went through the stadium. He kept his face impassive, resisting the urge to reach up and cover his scar.
"Percy?", Clarisse's eyes were wide and she looked at him with such a mixture of emotions it was hard to figure out exactly what she was feeling.
He nodded his head, taking out his pen and fiddling with it in his hand nervously.
Remembering his realisation from last night at the lake, he took a deep breath and addressed the demigods once again.
"My name was Percy Jackson. I was the hero of Olympus. I gave up my life to save somebody I loved", at that he stopped, once again meeting Annabeth's eyes. "But that was my old life. My life before pain".
He gestured to his scar before continuing, "I was the son of Poseidon. I was given this as punishment. I am still the son of Poseidon. But I no longer serve the Olympians".
A gasp went through the crowd again, and Percy turned to face the gods. Poseidon's face was a mask of guilt and pain, but Zeus was just angry. Thunder rumbled overhead as he addressed Percy.
"What do you mean, you no longer serve the Olympians?!", his voice was loud, and intimidated everybody but Percy into silence.
"I swore my life to Lady Chaos. I am no longer your pawn. I still honour the power the runs in my blood but from now on we are nothing more than allies".
Thunder rumbled and clouds began to gather above the camp. The other campers looked around nervously, but Percy just flicked a wrist and the clouds and winds began to disappear.
"Now, now. We'll have none of those dramatics, uncle. Now is the time for discussion".
Percy turned, leaving a confused lord of the sky behind him. Addressing the crowd of demigods, his voice was louder.
"Does anybody have any more questions?".
"Where have you been?", the question came from somewhere on his right, and he looked over to see Nico. He was sitting near his father's feet, and as Percy looked over, he noticed that all of his friends but Frank and Hazel were present and staring at him.
He smiled and nodded at each of them before answering. "As I explained, I have been in Chaos' palace. She rescued me, trained me, gave me a second chance".
Nico interrupted him, "I meant for those two years before that".
The effect on Percy was immediate, his hands clenched, and the temperature of the entire area seemed to drop to just over freezing. His eyes swirled and turned dark, and a cold wind began to blow through the area.
His breathing got faster, and he struggled to get it under control.
Before he completely lost control, a bright beam of sunlight suddenly lit up the entire area. It was brighter than usual, and caused everybody to squint.
"Apollo! Stop this nonsense!".
"It's not me! It won't listen to me!".
Before his father could really get angry with him, the sun suddenly went back to normal.
There, in the middle of the amphitheater facing Percy was Xavier.