Hey guys! Sorry this might be a little short. I was at a cookout one night with some friends, then a late movie the next night. I can only write for an hour or two every night, which really isn't a ton of time. For me at least. Anyways, thanks for being so understanding. I'm gonna skip the responses today so I have more time to write the actual story. Sorry again! And just a reminder: Wikipedia isn't always correct. Besides, this is fanfiction. I get the right to be creative. ;) I own nothing (besides my creative rights) but please enjoy this chapter! :)

Percy's POV

"My name," the man announced, "is Chaos, creator of the universe."

Zoë and the man– Chaos, I guess– stared at me. They expected me to gasp in shock, no doubt, throwing myself down at his feet. Begging him to not incinerate me for my lack of respect.

Instead, I opted for my usual response: "Uh ok."

Two pairs of eyes blinked at me. They stared in disbelief of my stupidity instead of anticipation for my mind being blown. Zoë hid her face in her hands, peeking at me through her fingers. I was hoping to see the creator of the universe face-palm, but all he did was shake his head sadly. Well, we were both disappointed.

"You weren't surprised?" Zoë asked me.

I shrugged.

"You're not amazed?" Chaos asked me, his dark eyes frowning at me despite his otherwise straight face.

I shrugged again. "No, not really."

"Why not?" Zoë almost sounded hurt, as if by not being an idiot, I have offended her.

Again with the shrugs. "I kinda assumed it something like that. Especially when we didn't hear any screams or sounds of the drakon eating something. But what I want to know is why you even did any of this. Why not let us die? Why chase us as a drakon and have me attempt to kill you as a drakon?"

Chaos chewed his lip.

Zoë stared the creator of the universe down. "I'd like to know that too. You scared me really badly. I thought that idiot," she pointed to me, "was about to be eaten by a drakon! Because he had to go and be the damn hero!" She started ranting. "He's the man that made me change my opinion about most of the world's males! And you gave me a heart attack because even if I only knew him for a few days, really, he is one of my best friends and I didn't want to have to watch him die! I was about to leap into battle with this extremely loyal bastard when you let him kill the drakon disguise! And then he freaked me out because he wasn't moving and I thought the drakon had somehow gotten one last shot in and had clawed out his heart or his stomach or something!" She wasn't making much sense to me or Chaos. We exchanged a nervous glance, careful to not let her see. "And then I find out that all this pain was because of you, dumbass! Why? Why'd you do this? What purpose would you have for saving us then trying to kill us but then not trying to kill us?"

Zoë continued to mutter and rant, but I was too mentally exhausted to keep up. I could tell that Chaos was in the same boat as me.

Finally, I got tired of the endless rant. Hoping that she wouldn't bite my head off, I gently laid a hand on Zoë's arm. She froze immediately, as if shocked. I retracted my hand back to my side quickly, mentally counting all my fingers. I let out a small sigh of relief; i still had all five fingers.

"You need to calm down, Zoë," I told her softly but firmly. She nodde slowly, relaxing her tense shoulders slightly. The fire that was burning in her eyes started to cool to a low simmering.

Chaos nodded at me in admiration. I had stopped her rant by physically touching her, and I still had all my body parts. That takes some serious skill.

Then Chaos opened his mouth and almost ruined all my hard work. "Did you call me a dumbass?"

The fire in Zoë's onyx eyes erupted. She started muttering threats and insults under her breath, struggling to remain calm, but her voice grew louder with each passing second. Gulping, I started to back away from the ex-Hunter of Artemis.

Chaos wasnt as smart. He stood there with a confused frown on his face, staring at the mad Hunter like an idiot. (Is that what I used to look like when I was confused? No wonder everyone thought I was a huge idiot.)

Suddenly, there was a knife sticking out of the ground right next to Chaos's leather-clad foot. He yelped (which is a very manly thing to do), jumping up and away from the silver dagger. Zoë had stopped muttering and ranting; instead, she had bent down to pluck the knife out of the red Tartarus sand.

"What was that for?" Chaos shrieked, trying to catch his breath from his rapid dancing– I mean dodging. (It's not wise to make fun of the creator of the universe.)

Zoë shrugged. "You still have all your toes."

Chaos glared at her. She glared back. After a moment, Chaos looked away and nodded his head to himself.

"I pretended to be the drakon so I could test Perseus." Chaos looked at Zoë. "I had already tested you, and you passed. Perseus had to be tested so I could propose the offer to two legendary heroes."

"What offer?" Zoë and I asked at the same time.

Chaos bit his lip and looked around suspiciously. "I can't tell you here. Someone might try to listen in."

I nodded my head in understanding. Zoë, however, frowned.

"With all due respect, I think we're going to be fine here. We're in hell. No one is going to listen in. Everyone here is too busy trying to survive on their own to worry about what you have to tell two demigods. Just tell us here and now."

I bit back a gasp. I thought for sure she'd be blasted to smithereens for insulting Chaos not once, but twice. To my surprise, Chaos laughed.

"You have a point, Ms. Nightshade. Here's a compromise: I'll tell you part of it. Theres two things I have to tell each of you. This one goes for both of you."

I held my breath in anticipation. What two things could Chaos, creator of the universe, have to tell me, a lowly demigod-turned-immortal? Next to me, I could tell that Zoë was also beside herself with excitement.

Chaos smiled at us. "Would you two be my champions? I need your help."