Chapter 3

Percy P.O.V.

The last five hundred years have been the hardest years of my life. Training with the best is not fun.

Flashback

"When do we start?" I said with a small smile.

"Now," Chaos replied as a stiff darkness enveloped us.

We reappeared in a huge city. It was like Olympus, only a whole cooler. I followed Chaos across the city. People staring at me. I felt uncomfortable with all the attention.

"Chaos who are this people?" I asked walking alone started kicking at my ADHD.

"Those displaced by war. We have all sorts of people here form all the worlds in the universe," he replied smiling at the people around him. A thought came to me.

"Chaos is my mother here?" I asked with lots of hope in my voice. If you close you could touch it. He stopped walking. He looked at me with such sadness in his eyes. I already knew the answer.

"No child, she died after the war. Taking her spirit from the underworld would cause to much suspicion there. It is of paramount importance we stay hidden till gravely needed,"

I kept trolling behind him. My mother slain by my very own blade. I kept walking my tears were clouded with tears. Waiting to fall. A door stood before us. It was golden and huge forty feet tall.

" Percy lets meet the army. THE FORGOTTEN." The doors opened.

I or anyone expected rows of men and women clad up in Greek armor. Instead I saw a lady and four men training in the room. The lady was running while shooting. Her speed was like none ever seen before. She wasn't just a blur she was –everything. You blink and you miss her. Two men were training one was shooting arrows while the other used a sword. They were fluid in their motions, but what surprised him was their looks. Black messy hair, tan skin and the sea green eyes. They looked just like dad. Which could mean only thing they were sons of Poseidon. The other man was working on some dummies. He appeared to be timing himself dummies were done in seconds. He made no mistake in his movements. He too was familiar from a distance memory. The Styx he was Achilles. They stopped when they saw Chaos.

"Percy meet my army. Atlanta, Theseus, Orion and Achilles," Chaos said with an edge of drama in his voice.

"This is the army," I managed too say.

"Yes, I understand your surprise. Only the best of their times are chosen,"

Now I was seriously confused. I run my hand through my hair.

"Brother," Orion and Theseus said together.

I glanced at them both. "Duh," I said putting my hand out. They shook. I could see joy in their eyes, still I could see the pain.

I turned too Achilles who was looking at his watch.

"How did you get here?" I asked him.

He glanced at me. Trying to remember me.

"Your that kid a couple years ago. How did you end up here?" he asked with a quizzically.

" I asked you that," I replied.

" Oh! When a soul approaches the Styx I appear and tell the blah blah blah," he replied

"I got kicked of Olympus and Chaos fetched me," I told him so casually like I did it everyday.

"I'll be gone people," Chaos said and walked away.

"So want to tell us what happened?" Orion asked.

I glanced at their pleading looks. Atlanta had a faceless expression.

"If you tell me what happened to you guys," I replied.

"No," they all said at once.

" I'll just tell you anyway, can we seat," I said.

Achilles snapped his fingers chairs appeared from nowhere. I tried not to look surprised and failed miserably.

"Chaos granted us abilities. Achilles- magic, Theseus-time, Atlanta-elements and I-motion," Orion explained.

"Ok. Well it all started with my girlfriend breaking up with me at campfire when I proposed to her. She yelled at me, saying I was a worthless brat with no future or a brain. I got so mad I nearly destroyed half of camp. The campers went ballistic calling me names, throwing stuff at me. They hated me. Next day Hermes gathers all immortal cabin counselors flashes us to Olympus. Next thing I know I am bound in chains. The Romans arrive. The gods start blaming me for the death of their kids. I know it was my fault. I wasn't there to protect them. I wasn't strong enough t defend all of them. Its my fault they died," I said tears started falling.

"Perseurs," Achilles called.

"What?"

"Stop speaking like you own their lives. You don't, it is a war. People die. Friends, brothers, sons, husbands. They sacrifice their lives for peace. Make the sacrifices worth it honor their deaths. Not crying over them. You go it." He said from experience.

He was right if Zoë found crying over her death. I'd be plucking arrows from not so cozy places.

"Can you please continue?" Theseus said breaking a very odd silence.

"Zeus said I was a traitor. His Roman child backed him up. Saying I knocked him out when we went to face Gaea. He got hit by a hellhound in his side and fainted, I put him somewhere safe and face Gaea," the looked at me mouths gaping. For Atlanta her eyes were twice the size.

"What?" I asked to their faces.

"You kicked primordial butt," Achilles said in disbelief.

"I put her in a ball of water and froze it. Then I shattered her frozen form," I explained to them.

"Well they flashed my mother into Olympus and they –killed her," I finished avoiding the unnecessary details.

"How did you escape?" Achilles asked.

"My body just dissolved into mist and I found myself outside my house in New York,"

Chaos appeared from a portal taking everybody's attention.

"You should start training Percy here, Atlanta work on his speed and elements, Orion archery and stealth, Achilles weapons, Theseus medicine and-help him read a book,"

I groaned at the mention of a book. My dyslexia was always in my way.

"Don't worry about your dyslexia. With Chaos blessing it will be gone," Theseus said as if reading my thoughts.

"When do I get Chaos blessing?"

"When do I get it?"

"Soon enough," he replied.

"Let get to work,"

End of flashback.

It took me two minutes to know Atlanta would do anything to kill Aphrodite. A minute to know never say Apollo when Orion is around. A second to know you should never tell Theseus he sounds like Athena, no matter how much he does. Never tell Achilles he has nice shoes. Training with Atlanta is like sitting on an arrow. There is noting fun about it. She'd set the field on fire and make me run around it. Orion is a bit brotherly, to say I am decent with a bow is an understatement. Chaos must have done something. I can rival Artemis and Apollo but I am nowhere close to Orion. You don't shoot a toothpick five hundred yard away. You just don't. Theseus is more logical. He doesn't use a gut felling. Being the king of Athens must have done this. I can beat the Athena kids in a history and strategists exam. Achilles is somewhere close to invincible in a sword fight. At first I couldn't touch him. After training madly for years I could beat him in a fight. I can beat all of them but not at once. Together we make one Hades of a team. Five hundred years have passed its time to go back.

Olympus Throne Room.

Third Person P.O.V.

Everybody in the room was petrified to say the least. War was common to them. But that was five hundred years ago. The campers were soft. Even the Romans were a bit rusty.

"What do we do?" Hazel asked with openly. The losses of the last war were huge. The prophecy was like no none ever heard of in a millennia.

"What can you do?" a voice rang through the room. It was cold and but seemed to have hope.

"Who dares!" Zeus shouted grabbing his master bolt.

A bright light filled the room. Everything seemed to bend towards it. The light deemed. A man appeared. He was dressed in black robes. A hood covered his face only the mouth could be seen. Two samurai swords were strapped to his back. A dark aura surrounded him. Power seemed to roll of him.

"Put the bolt down Zeus," he said in a rather calm voice for someone who was nearly fried.

"Who are you?" Zeus roared

" Who I am is none of your business?"

"Insolence!" Zeus shouted and hurl lightning at him.

Percy P.O.V

Same old Zeus hurling lighting at everyone. I put my hand out, the blast accumulated into small ball the size of a baseball. To say he was shocked was a huge understatement. I closed my palm around the ball. It disappeared in a waft of smoke. A white flag in my hand.

"I come in peace, to offer assistance in the coming war," I said letting it soak in.

"I am The commander of the army of Chaos. THE FORGOTTEN," I said realizing they were still staring at me.

"You are no god bow before us," Ares yelled.

I raised my pinky finger he flew hitting the roof before he fell unconscious in his throne. All the Olympians pulled out their weapons. Poseidon was not here. They took him of the council. Bastards. As if one cue the rest appeared behind me. Achilles snapped his fingers the weapons shrunk to sticks of toothbrushes.

" We serve Lord Chaos, the deity of all existence. We are taking over," I announced.

"Chaos- as in the chaos?" Athena asked dumbfounded.

"Yes,"

"What do you mean by taking over?" Annabeth asked.

I looked at her for a while. I knew they were given immortality. She looked the same as ever. Blonde hair with princess curls and the grey eyes that were always calculating how to beat you.

"Due to the threat you are facing. You will know answer to us," I responded.

Protest could be heard all over. Weapons being drawn.

I let out a loud taxi cab whistle. The noise stopped.

"The primordial Aether and Erebus wage war on Olympus, that is against ancient laws and we are here to set things right," Theseus announced.

The weapons were put back. Everybody taking their seats.

"Our planet out fight," Athena addressed.

"Earth is our planet too that's why we are here," Achilles said.

"You are from here," Leo repeated.

"Yes,"

"Awesome!" he shouted.

For a guy who has been five hundred years he still a kid. Piper slapped his back head.

"Why don't you show us your faces?" Aphrodite asked eyeing me seductively.

"We prefer having our identity a secret," I said.

" You want to show us your faces," she said her voice dripping with charmspeak.

An arrow embedded itself through one of the loops of her earrings. Atlanta. Fortunately it was so fast nobody knew it was her. Aphrodite took the message.

"Where is the army?" Zeus asked.

I glanced at the rest. There were only five of us.

"You are looking at it,"