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500 years later

Planet Chaos

Chaos called me to his office for some reason. I don't know why. I hope he wasn't going to try and prank me again. A couple of years ago I pulled a prank on Chaos. He's made several attempts to prank me back, but it's always backfired on him disastrously. Last time he tried it he ended up covered in custard.

I know, I probably shouldn't have tried to prank the creator of the universe, but honestly, it was an accident. I was trying to get the Stoll brothers back for stealing all my stuff, and Chaos popped in at exactly the wrong moment. Sue me.

I knocked on Chaos's office door. A muffled "Come in" could be heard over the sound of paper rustling, so I opened the door and entered.

As always, Chaos was behind on the paperwork. Paper was scattered all over the small room. Chaos is hitting his head on his desk. Repeatedly. I tried not to grin, I really did.

"Good morning, Lord Chaos. How are you today?" I asked him.

He glared up at me. I gave him my best it-wasn't-me look. He didn't seem impressed, for some reason.

"Percy, I called you here for a reason. I wanted to ask you something."

Yes, he called me Percy. We really only use our other names when we're on missions and we don't want anyone to know who we are.

I sat down in the only free chair in the room. "Go ahead."

"Percy, will you be my son?"

"It was said all in a rush so it took me a few seconds to understand, but once I did I couldn't help but smile. "Yep." I replied, popping the 'p'.

Chaos smiled back at me and I felt him relax. He must have been nervous.

"Now that you're my son, you get immortality, along with a lot of my powers. You'll be the second most powerful being in the universe. Here," he took out a knife and made a cut on his hand, then did the same to me and pressed the two cuts together. "You are Perseus Thysia Jackson, prince of the Void, Primordial god of everything and Commander of Chaos Army."

Our hands separated. Power and a sense of well-being filled me.

"Percy." I looked at Chaos. "You are now the Heir to Chaos. Should anything happen to me, you will inherit everything. Literally, everything."

I blinked, and went back to producing brilliant statements. "Huh?"

Chaos laughed. "I need to unlock your powers, Percy. Is that all right with you?"

"Sure, Cha-oh, uh, Dad." I replied. Chaos smiled at me.

"It will hurt, Percy." He warned.

"I'll be fine." I said.

Chaos nodded once and created a glowing golden ball of power in his hand. It was much larger the one he shot into me five hundred years ago. The golden glowing thing leapt off of my father's hand and sped into me.

Pain seized me. It felt like I was burning alive. I collapsed onto the floor, and what seemed like hours later I opened my eyes to find Father leaning over me, looking at me worriedly.

"I'm fine." I reassured him, pushing myself up. And it was true. I could feel the power in me.

"Thanks, Dad." I said.

"Anytime, son." Chaos replied.

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