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Riddle: What is a word made up of 4 letters, yet is also made up of 3. Sometimes is written with 9 letters, and then with 4. Rarely consists of 6, and never is written with 5.

Personal question: What is my favorite animal?

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Nemesis (500 years later)

"HEY, NEMO!"

I sighed exasperatedly. "For the last time, Blade, I am not a fish in the sea."

Luke looked at me like I was crazy. "Of COURSE you are! Your dad, your name. EVERYTHING about you SCREAMS Nemo." (AN/ I know that I'm making Luke/Blade [they're the same person {pseudonyms} sound like Leo. Nobody really knew Luke's personality. Don't worry if it is annoying, he only does that in this chapter.)

"I didn't choose my name. Chaos did. And Nemesis means enemy. Like an Arch Nemesis. Much better than your name. My sisters' names trumps yours." And it's true.

Luke just shook his head. "Your names bow down to mine. Observe." He pulled out a sword from thin air. That was his trick. He could make any weapon with a blade, and control them with his mind. He held his sword to my neck. It vanished, and reappeared as a Doughnut. My power.

My power is basically anything I want it to be. All I do is imagine what I want to happen, and it's there. The only thing it doesn't work on are battles including me or anything that changes fate too badly.

"What were you saying? Your name is a small part of my sisters'. And as I was saying, my name means Enemy, like I'm an Enemy you don't want, but soon, I'll be yours."

As if on cue, Promise walked into the room. Both Luke and I smiled. It saved Luke from gulping hard and admitting defeat.

"Chaos really really really wants all of us. I think he's gonna give us cookies!" She squealed. There was one thing all of us, the angels, the non-evil primordials, even the fates agreed on. Promise was adorable. Since she was technically still 4, she pronounced the "really"s as "weally"s.

Like her name, Victory, suggested, she had the power to help one achieve her name, and the responsibility to crown the victor. That meant taking the little pouch that she had, and sprinkling someone with the dust inside. She called the dust "Cookie Dust", which I hoped had nothing to do with what it's made out of.

The pouch was magic, so it never ran out of the Victor's Crown, the REAL name of the dust. It's rather that, or Rommi crushed up more cookies. I hoped for the first. Maybe she called it "Cookie Dust" because it smelled like cookies? And hopefully, what it smelled like had nothing to do with what it is.

"Maybe, Tori. Maybe." I learned along time ago that the Fates loved Prom, so if you so much as laid a hand on her, or make her feel sad, they will cut your string, right after they beat it up.

"Come on, the others are waiting." She squealed again, and skipped out of the room, faster than we can sprint or even fly. She was practically oozing energy.

Luke and I looked at each other, and shrugged. "We'll deal with this later."

"JINX! Ya o may a soda. Cough it up." Luke started doing a victory dance.

I summoned a gallon of coke and drenched Luke in it.

"HEY!" Luke was steaming. He spread out his Black Wings. "I will get you, little fishy. Tonight, I'm eating sushi for dinner."

I blanched at the thought of poor, innocent fish, being killed and topped on rice, and disappearing in to someone's mouth.

"Let's just go. I'll dry you off later."


The Angels were waiting in front of the Throne Room.

"What is the meaning of this?" Zoƫ looked confused. Can't say I blamed her.

"I don't know." I replied. I adverted my gaze from her eyes. I knew better than to look at her black eyes. She normally could keep her power, which was making you do whatever she wanted, in check, but when she got really anxious, you basically may cluck like a chicken, and think your owner' child is sick, and they need chicken noodle soup, and they ran out of the boxed kind.

"He's telling the truth." Prim had the ability to sense the truth and lies from any thing, could communicate to all animals, and had partial Prophecy gift. Like her name, Sparring, in sparring, she could tell what her opponent was gonna do, about 5 secs beforehand. It made it almost impossible to beat her, unless you were a child of sea, or Chaos. Because she could tell if you're lying, she couldn't help but state the fact about whether you are or not. Like she needed to have that power with me. To her, I was as clear as glass.

"Thanks, Spar. Nice to know I'm telling the truth." I said sarcastically.

Primrose shrugged. "Eh,"

"Hey, Weapon." I said as Beckendorf walked up to me, Silena holding his hand. "Shadow." I nodded to her.

"Hey, Nemesis." They chorused.

Beckendorf could summon any of his name and know how to use it instantly. Silena could read your mind. All except those of the Angels, thankfully.

"Hey, Sissy." Bianca walked up to me.

"Hey, May." I always called her that because she seemed to hate it so much. She is DEFINITELY not a spring-ish person.

She growled "For the last time, stop calling me May. Call me Mayhem, or don't call me anything at all."

"Hey, Pay."

My sister's reaction was completely different of those of my cousin. "Hey, Bro. Pseudonyms, remember?" She smiled brightly at me.

"Oh, yeah. Hey, Bat."

She laughed, a tinkling musical sound, and hugged me. "How have you been doing?"

"Fine. Got killed by my so-called-friends here a few times," I enunciated the so-called. "But, otherwise, I'm good."

She smiled. She looked so much like Mom, and she even acted like her.

"Let me guess, Luke and Bianca?" Her eyes twinkled.

I sighed. "You know me too well, sis."

"Come on. I think Chaos is waiting for us." She held my hand, and we walked into the Throne room, together.

Chaos was sitting on his throne, soon to be my throne, fidgiting. I mean, I knew he was ADHD, but he really looked like Leo then.

"Hi Uncwe Chaos!" Promise yelled. "Do you have any cookies?"

He smiled nervously. "I'll get you some later, Tori."

He turned to all of us. "I'm sure you're wondering why I called you here."

We all nodded our heads to that.

"And I'm sure that Night (Zoe) has been pestering Nemesis about what this meeting is about... wait, what?" Chaos confused himself with all the abouts. To that, I grumbled, and Zoe blushed.

"We have a new mission."

"Sweet!" I won' even tell you who said that.

Chaos glared at Luke. "As I was saying, you have a new mission. You all know of my brother, Order?"

We all replied, saying "Yes" and Promise saying "Brother! Percy! WEE!"

Chaos chuckled. "But Percy's a good brother. Order is not.

"Naughty, naughty. Time out!" She made a "T" with her arms, and pointed to Chaos' Throne.

We all laughed at that.

"Chaos, you naughty boy. What did you do? You know you won't get any presents for Christmas from Santa, right?" Luke dryly chastised.

Chaos shook his head. "I'm billions of years older than you, you know. I don't think I qualify as a boy."

"Doesn't make you any less young, just makes me a newborn."

We all laughed again.

Chaos grew serious again.

"Order has threatened to take over Earth."

Nobody laughed. You could hear a pin drop.

"Which sector will we put there? 1 and 4? Maybe a couple Angels? The one that guards the Kaythern Galaxies?"

Chaos shook his head. "I'm sorry, Percy." He put emphasis on my former name.

My face turned as white as printer paper. "No."

He stood up from his throne. "All the angels must go, to ensure that Order will never again return. To defeat Order, you must have the permission and blessing from Me and our father, the Void. You already have that, Nemesis."

I shook my head. "I can't, Chaos. You know I can't."

He tried to smile reassuringly, but failed miserably. "Nem, you still had friends when you left. Not everyone was blinded by Aaron." He recoiled at the name. Also, you'll be going as Nemesis, the Prince of the Universe, not Percy Jackson. You'll be disguised by a cloak. Unless you tell them, they can't figure out who you are." He walked over to me.

I sighed. "Let's just get this over with."

Chaos smiled. "That's the spirit. And do try Prince, to not blow up anything or kill the galaxy while you're there."

"Wait, what?"Luke looked confused, yet scared, at the same time.

"Prince, make the portal." Chaos said.

I spread out my Silver Wings (They all have wings. The Angels have black wings, and Percy has Silver wings which are really big.) and flew over to the "Safe Portal Making Zone" and waved my hand. A black portal appeared, and I jumped in. The other Angels followed.

We appeared about 3 hundred feet above Long Island. I grabbed Payton, Luke grabbed Primrose, and Zoe grabbed Promise. Promise was having fun, while her sisters were shaking. Since their wings didn't fully develop yet (too young. Chaos says another year, at the minimum,) We have to help them tucked them in our arms, then dived headfirst into our once called home.


Artemis' POV

I walked across the beach. The hunters was in my cabin. We always came every three months, for a week at a time. We have to attend the meetings about the whereabouts of him.

I dipped my feet in the water, sighing as I did. I missed him. I really did.

I looked up at the night sky, searching for the stars and constellations that I had taught him all those years ago. It has been along time since the Huntress had disappeared. One day, when I was hunting I noticed that my former lieutenant, saviour and best friend was gone. I can safely say I threw a fit. The mortals saw a lunar eclipse for a straight week, much to their confusment.

I saw bright lights, travelling through the stars. A shooting star. Make a wish, I thought to myself. I fingered my necklace filled with beads. It was now wrapped loosely around my neck several times, with 510 beads, 1 collage ring, and a piece of coral from the deepest depths of the sea. I rubbed the coral between my fingers. Why did you leave, Seaweed Brain?

Probably because she kissed Aaron, the jerk who murdered his family. I thought to myself.

My blood boiled at the mention of her.

Sally and Paul had chosen to be reborn. Maybe Percy killed himself and got reborn too.

Percy. I winced at the name.

I stared at the shooting star. If Aaron was never born, how would that moment have changed? We could've been lying on the beach, settling down after a long day of hunting.

The shooting stars came closer. Maybe there would be a duel going on right now, him against his cousin.

And closer... We could be hunting a manticore down.

And closer... We could be going on a family night swim then. All of us watching all of the animals and Percy having a serious conversation with a fish.

They were now just above Camp Half-Blood.

Wait, those aren't shooting stars...

I saw glimpses of black and glowing silver as they approached our home.

They crashed into the forest with a loud boom, the trees knocking over. There was a big disaster. Then all together, the trees started repairing each other. The forest looked like it did before-no, better, actually. The trees stronger and healthier. Leaves greener than green paint.

Then 9 figures, all cloaked in black but one, who in silver, walked out of the forest like nobody else's business. They all looked about the same age, excepting 3, who looked around 5, 10, and 10. Power was rolling off them. I could tell that they all were more powerful then Zeus himself.

I ran quickly to the forest, others following my example if they weren't already there. The one in silver was the most powerful, his aura was practically giving me a bigger headache then I would've had being surrounded by all the people in the world.

"Hello." The silver one said, his voice smooth and melodic. "I am Nemesis, the Prince of the Universe and the Heir to the Throne of Chaos, and with me are the Chaotic Angels and my Lieutenants." The 3 younger ones striked a pose jokingly when they were mentioned. "This is Blade, Night, Weapon, Mayhem, Shadow, Battle, Sparring, and Victory." When their names were mentioned, each stepped up and bowed or curtsied. So-called Blade winced as he looked at our camp.

"A war is coming." Nemesis said grimly. "We have come to aid you in the war against Order."


I'm sorry if the characters were a bit OOC or acted like they were in an AU. I'll get better, I promise. I'm also sorry because I am not good with writing Pertemis fluff. I have never tried this before. Please, give me advice! Flames welcome, cause I'm a Leo. And Alicia Keys. And I'm from Divergent. Also, if you visited the original story of this, (Percabeth) than you know I am taking couple requests.

ps. Lonewolf12, yes! It also broke my heart to write the one where Annabeth betrays Percy, but it's all part of the plan. PM me? And why would anyone try to break up the perfect couple(s if it's Perlypso or Jannabeth or something.)?

If someone get's the riddle/question right, I will answer one minor (put emphasis on the word minor) question, via private messaging about the plot.