King Alpha/Commander Alpha pov-
It's been 3,457 years since I've been exiled, and a lot has changed. For one thing, I'm now the King of the Galaxies and Commander of Chaos army.
Honestly, it isn't what I expected, but it's still pretty cool. I mean, I got powers over the galaxies, which is always a plus...
There's the whole king business and army leader thing going on for me too, and my actual name has changed.
I'm not King Perseus or whatever though but rather [formally] known as King Alpha, though to most I'm just Commander.
Chaos gave all of his solders, including me, a new identity. Of course, I know who everyone is— which is a perk of leading his army.
Like most would, I brought back some of the fallen campers from both my original wars, the Second Titan War and the Giant War. All in all, only Bianca, Luke, Zoë, Charlie [Beckendorf] and Selena were ressurected. Of course, I know who they are, but like the rest, they don't know who I am.
"King Alpha!" Some random subject calls out to me, all the while bowing.
"Good evening," I try to reply just as nicely.
"How bid thee day?" The same Renaissance poet asks. Personally, I don't care for all the poets and artists strolling around here, but Chaos loves listening to their little showcases.
"Good. Thank you, sir," I replied just as respectfully. "Do you know of which room Lord Chaos is in?"
"I'm here!" Chaos screamed out, flashing in creating a dramatic scene.
"Now, lil'Alpha! What do you need from me?"
"Well, when's the next mission? You said one is coming up?" I asked. The constant miny quests were always popping up, never anything too major to my displeasure.
"Oh yeah, about that..." His tone changed the entire atmosphere, what was once go lucky and dorky was now awkward and stiff. This will probably be another war on some shitty planet, something not so easy as the usual.
Just as quickly as he appeared he left, but not before screaming, "Meeting room!" Whatever that meant.
"Bye!" I say while waving to the Renaissance poet.
Without thinking, I flashed to the war room. But, while I meant to enter discreetly, I ended up falling on Lord Chaos, which created a terribly embarrassing scene.
But as serious and all powerful as Lord Chaos is, he still screamed like a little girl on steroids.
"Sorry! So sorry!" I shout, scrambling to get up. In front of us were all the centurian's from the Twelve Legions. A warm glow burned my face and instantly I could tell that I was blushing. Luckily enough, they could'nt see me blush, because the standard black mask covered most of my features.
Luke's (Dragon) pov-
As serious as it was in the war room, I still found myself talking to Blondie, a soldier from legion 3, when all the sudden we saw Commander Alpha fall into the room onto Lord Chaos. That definetly ruined the stiff mood.
"Sorry! So sorry!" Was all we heard Commander Alpa say while scrambling up.
But while Commander was all bussiness and no play, Chaos was all play and no work. So it was quite usual for him to scream out, "Ouchie!"
"My turn; that looked as fun as playing hopscotch with Nyxe!" I screamed out waving my hands around like a mad man. Everyone looked at me as if I had three heads, which would've been cool too.
Chaos was rolling around laughing on the floor, while Alpha was just sorta in the shadows observing, probably still dying from embarresment. But that's the thing, with all the seriousness, Alpha still reminded me of Nico Di Angelo. He's always in the shadows, observing things. The only difference between the two is that Alpha is a leader— Nico isn't.
"No, no more falling on me." Lord Chaos gasped out, wiping a fake tear from of his eye.
"We have a mission." Alpha said in an exasperated voice. It was obvious that he was in a mood, the whole looking off into space totally gave it away...
"Oh yeah! There's a war..." Chaos muttered suddenly toning down everything.
"Where to?" Blondie, Legion Three's centurion, asked.
"Camp Half-Blood/Camp Jupiter, on Earth." Chaos stated grimly.
"Sorry Alpha."
"She'll be there," A very dark Commander said, with one shuddering breath he continued on by saying,
"Because while the night is black, and the stars are bright, I still hoped never to go back."