Zyrak, the Prince of the Universe

Author's not – Ummmmm sorry? I know I haven't updated in months, but I didn't have the inspiration and time to continue. I know that's not a great excuse but pleaseee bear with me. :)

I'll try to update frequently, but I'm not making any promises. Now without further ado…. To the story!

Disclaimer- I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians

In the throne room at Olympus-

3rd person POV-

The entire room was filled with pin-drop silence. The tension in the room was so thick, it was palpable. The three figures in the center of the gigantic hall, who had introduced themselves as the generals of Chaos, stood bored out of their mind. The minute Lord Chaos had left; they shed their stiff and rigid postures and relaxed into comfortable ones. They seemed lack complete interest and surprise as they glanced around the awe-inspiring hall and thrones. On the other hand, they looked rather disinterested in their surroundings, like they were used to finer things. However, no one could deny the aura of power and respect they emitted. It was obvious that they were leaders, but there was also a little reluctance in the way they moved. They refused to meet anybody's eye and did not make any attempt to talk.

There was no mistaking boredom in their faces. One of the generals, who seemed to be in charge, had conjured up a sort of miniature sword, which he was playing around with in his hands. He kept glancing up to see the Olympians, to see if there was any change in their postures, then went back to doing what he was doing.

The second general seemed to have a crazy case of ADHD, and he kept fidgeting around with his hands and some pieces of metal. He kept moving his hands and kept moving up and down on his heels. To most people it would seem that he was nervous, but on the contrary, he was just had too much energy to spare. The way he was acting reminded the Olympians a lot about a particular son of Hephaestus.

The last general, obviously a girl, was the only one who remained slightly rigid and stiff, even after Chaos had left. She had her eyes shut, and seemed as if she was in another world. She kept opening her eyes at regular intervals to notice if there was anything new.

But all three of them did one common thing. They kept glaring at the Gods and Goddesses, or any other person, who might have just glanced at them. They had an aura of complete hatred towards the Greeks and Romans.

The Olympians on the other hand were completely in their own world. Most of them were just blankly staring at the place where Chaos stood, with complete disbelief on their faces. The demigods were expressionless (as usual), the hunters and immortal demigods looked shocked and the Olympians just stood there with out doing anything.

When the silence had stretched to far, the female general cleared her throat noisily, which snapped the Olympians out of their stupor. They all looked embarrassed to have been caught like that, and the generals just smirked at them.

Suddenly Athena opened her mouth and hesitatingly said something she never thought she would have to say, "Ummm… I guess then, uhh….I s-should aa-ppolagise." She said it in a manner which no one in the right mind would ever accept. But getting the Goddess of Wisdom to apologize was practically impossible, since she was never wrong, so the Generals did not say anything about it. The female general just smirked viciously at Athena with a smug look on her face. In a mocking tone she said, "Why thank you Lady Athena. But your apologies will not help in any way. Lord Chaos is very easy to anger. He is extremely short tempered. He can get insulted very easily, and never hesitates to punish." She laughed bitterly here. "You are lucky he only cursed you. In several cases, he has destroyed planets and people, when they insult him. But your apologies will be accepted."

It was obvious she had not meant what she had said in end of her sentence, but no one decided to argue for the sake of peace. Athena just glared at her but this time, sensibly, kept her mouth shut. No one seemed to want to mess with the Generals, with that kind of aura around them, including, shockingly, Ares.

The throne room fell into silence once again, each side waiting for the other to break it. The three generals turned to look at each other, to find out who was going to speak first. After a few minutes of tense silence, a silent glaring match, and a few silent flinches; the first general sighed in defeat and walked forward.

"Olympians…" His voice thundered all around the room. It demanded respect, but was not as powerful as Chaos'. The minute he walked up to center of the room, people could sense that he meant business. Any doubts the Greeks had with him vanished the moment he opened his mouth. "I am the Commander in chief of the Chaos Army and the General of sector 1. These are my two lieutenants and Generals of sector 2 and 3 respectively." He pointed at the two people behind him. "The Generals of Sector 8 and 11 will be arriving with the army, in a few days."

"I would begin by clearly stating that my army and I are not here for any playful matter. It is the matter of war and it will remain so. Most of the army has several personal reasons to despise you, so when we are here I ask you to refrain from irritating or insulting them. Any damage caused by them cannot be blamed on us." At this he immediately looked at everyone with a serious look on his face. (At least the part they could see, which was just the mouth and the eyes.)

"Secondly, the war is going to pretty difficult. We have complete proof that Gaea is rising along with the titans-"

He was suddenly interrupted by the female general, who suddenly gasped and opened her eyes, which were closed during the talk. She immediately ran over to the Commander. She whispered something in his ears which deepened his scowl even further. He looked up at the Olympians and cleared his throat before stating something that would surely cause mass panic to the people in front of him. "We-we have just received information that; that, not only is Gaea rising with the Titans, but Erebus and his wife Nyx are also rising."

The minute he finished his sentence, the throne room fell into chaos. The minor Gods and immortal demigods immediately sprang into different types of panic. Many of them started moaning and wailing in despair, while some jumped up in glee at the mere thought of a tougher war. (*cough* Ares *cough*) The Gods themselves sat silently in a state of shock, but some of them tried to calm down the crowd.

"This is going to take some time" said the Commander tiredly, rubbing his dark black hair under his hood. "Perfect welcome home huh?"

Back in space-

3rd person POV-

Lord Chaos moved tiredly around his massive room. The room seemed to stretch on forever, each part different from the other. One wall had thick foliage growing around it, while another was completely blank, but with sudden bursts of bright light. None of this seemed to disturb Chaos as he sat down peering into a glass orb, which showed the mass panic that was occurring currently in Olympus.

Chaos was worried, although no one, expect a few people knew it. He knew there was nothing to worry about, but there was a nagging feeling in his head. Chaos knew that sending his army to Earth would cause some problems; they, just like him, distrusted and hated the Greeks. But for the balance of Good and Evil, he had to send them. The recent news of the loss of a Chaos orb had thrown him off path, but he was all knowing and some part of him knew exactly who stole it and why. He just couldn't connect with that part, because it would tip the balance scales and that would be bad. It was just very confusing; Chaos knew it all, yet he knew nothing. But, he understood one thing for sure, there was going to be a huge war, and there will be betrayals, starting from the one where the orb was stolen.

The last thing Chaos thought before melting back into the darkness was; Percy, I hope you know what you are doing.

Somewhere in the galaxy a pair of bright eyes flashed.