Hey guys! Hope you all had a great Halloween! Thanks for all the reviews last chapter! :) Thanks to the people that clarified what senpai means! Also, even if I kill Nico and Will, they can still be together in Elysium! Percy has no real problem with Hades, does he? Just most of the Olympians and their pawns. (I also ship Solangelo, so I'll try not to break them up. They're just so adorable!) on a completely unrelated note, 50000 words is not overkill for a set up. Are you kidding me? (Okay, it's a little overkill, I'll admit it. I'm still trying to work on cutting to the chase of things. I have a bad case of TMI, as my old writing teacher used to say.) I think that's about all I have to say. Oh! I also have to push the update day to Tuesday. Sorry! I have another football on Friday, so I can't write. :( So sorry. I own nothing but please enjoy this chapter!

Percy's POV

My smile began slightly more sinister and definitely stronger. "Let's get started."

Two years passed. I spent every single one of those days training and struggling to get better. Chaos would instruct me on how to be a leader, how to fight like one of his soldiers, how to be better than Percy Jackson. Most people stopped calling me Percy, and would only call me Raven. (At least, from what I knew.) I didn't even think the new recruits knew my given name.

Zoë and I really only saw each other in passing during those two years. Her training was much different than mine, and mine was much more intense than anyone else's. Being the heir to Chaos meant that had to be able to physically and emotionally accept new powers, as well as training to someday lead the army.

It was exhausting.

Within those two years, Luke became my best friend. He was able to convince Chaos that I needed a body guard to keep away assassins. Chaos finally caved when Luke brought up the incident that happened when I had first arrived. (The hallways still had a smoky scent to them, no matter how much celestial Frebreze the primordial used. Some of the ceilings were still dusted with dark soot. I don't blame Chaos for being cautious.)

Everyday was the same for two long years.

Wake up. Get breakfast. Begin training. Have lunch six hours later at noon. Keep training. Have dinner six hours later. There were optional "fun" activities afterwards, but I never once went to them. I was either too exhausted, or I had too much to do. Mostly, I continued to train late into the night. Even after the arena was closed for the night, I would practice in my room. Sword fighting, spell casting, power using.

"Focus!" Luke barked in front of me. I was drenched in sweat. Somehow, i managed to look at him. "Stop slacking! You're never going to get it right if you don't focus!"

Legs slightly spread apart, wearing old-man shoes on feet, I struggled to summon energy spheres in my hands. (AN: Anyone know the old-man shoes reference? It's to an awesome movie.)

I failed, only managing to conjure a spark before it fizzled out.

"Again!"

The spark turned into a miniature energy sphere before I ended up dropping it.

"Again!"

"Again!"

"Again!"

I threw my hands out in front of me, frustrated and fed up with everything. I had been doing the same thing for two years. I could do everything else; why not this?! It made me so mad, so furious...

"Stop! Percy, stop! Stop!" Luke yelled. I froze. If he was using my real name, something was going on.

I stared at him intensely, green eyes on blue. Luke slowly raised his hands in a sign of surrender.

"That's you, right? You're Raven, heir of Chaos. Right?" He asked, cautious.

I managed to to jerk my head up and down. When did my muscles get so stiff?

Luke smiled, although it seemed slightly nervous. "Good. Now I want you to slowly lower your hands. I'm not the enemy. No one here is the enemy."

My heart seemed to skip a beat as I looked down at my hands in dread. Sure enough, they were engulfed in blue flames. The flames were pointing towards Luke.

Immediately, I dropped my hands to my sides. The flames disappeared from my fingers. I know he was trying to be discreet, but I saw Luke breathe a sigh of relief.

Feeling slightly sick, I teleported myself to the balcony that I went to after my first episode. The trees and other vegetation were still full of life, although this was a few generation of plants.

Once my my body has finally gathered together, I strode past the line of benches dotted with trees and heading for the back wall. I sat down, leaning against the bricks. Pulling my head between my knees in a stable position, I tried to force myself not to cry.

The heart had indeed gotten worse since I realized I had it. I'd always lose control her the smallest things, anything as insignificant as the amount of mashed potatoes on my dinner plate. I tried to reign it in, I honestly did, but...

I failed each and every time.

My body shook as I tried to repress the sobs threatening to erupt. I was a failure. Each and every time...

I was sitting against the back wall, mostly hidden behind shrugs, when I heard the door swing open and footsteps echo in the otherwise-silent air.

Someone was coming.

I tried to listen intently to the sound of the shoes hitting the pavement. The footsteps sounded feminine, but I couldn't tell for certain.

At least, not until a beautiful noise filled the air. Was that... Singing?

Hey guys! Sorry for the short chapter but I had a ton of school work to do this week. Next update is Tuesday. Explanation is in the AN at the top of the page. Thanks!