Chaos Warriors
Disclaimer: I don't own PJO or HOO
Chapter two
Percy's POV
I'm in CHB, and everything is as it should be. My friends and family are around me, and Annabeth is right beside me, laughing at some dumb joke I made. I smile, thinking how this is much better than being a minor god could ever be. Then, everything goes wrong. Annabeth's laugh no longer sounds beautiful. In fact, it sounds wrong, evil, almost robotic. Then, one by one, all my friends start laughing, too. Laughing at me, in the same robotic voice as Annabeth. My family vanishes, like an Iris Message that has been cut off. The cabins are no longer warm and welcoming, but rearing up, ready to eat me should I venture too close. Solid ground turns to swirling, inky blackness, and I fall into endless black nothingness, the laughs of my friends still ringing in my ears.
I gasp, sitting up in be- er, sleeping bag. Looking around, I realize that it's just past midnight. Realize that it's been about a week since I left Camp. And in that week, I've been fending off monsters left and right. I've rematched the Minotaur twice, killed a pack of hell hounds, (sending a silent apology to Mrs. O'Leary), had a battle with empousai, battled with evil Cyclopes (no relation to Tyson, I hope), and fled from the hunt numerous times. I normally don't wake until dawn, but I figured that since I'm up, I might as well start breaking camp. I roll up and put away my sleeping bag, clean up last night's trash, and extinguish the campfire. Then realize that I have nothing to do until dawn. I had forgotten that I'm not with CHB anymore, so breaking camp only takes a few seconds. Only the hunt breaks camp anywhere close to that fast, and they have magic and a goddess helping them along. I just have my head, minimal supplies (not even a tent!), Riptide, and my hands. Oh, and my powers over horses and water, but I don't use them after- after I left. Gods, I miss Camp so much. At least there, I had a home. Out here, I have nothing. Sighing, I sag down against a tree to wait until dawn.
A few hours before dawn, I snap awake. Realizing I must have drifted to sleep, I wonder what made me wake up. Nothing in my immediate surroundings seems to be off, not that that means much. For all I know, Zeus is preparing to strike me down with that lightning bolt of his. When it comes to Zeus, clear skies mean nothing. However, something tells me that isn't what woke me up. Something new, something completely foreign brought me out of my (admittedly light) sleep. Cautiously looking around the clearing while pulling out my pen, I slowly inch forward, all my senses alert and searching for even the slightest hint of danger. I internally jump at every rustle of leaves and grass from the animals and wind. My muscles are completely tight, ready to bolt if need be. And suddenly, there's two people standing in front of me- a girl and a boy. The girl is wearing a knee length black dress with something closely resembling stars dotting the surface, and black leather boots with little silver beads on the end, contrasting against her pale, but not pasty skin. The girl's straight black hair fell to her waist, and was held in place with black clips dotted with silver dots resembling stars. However, the most interesting thing about her was her eyes. They were black swirling pits, dotted with stars, planets, nebulas, galaxies, and everything else in space. Her male companion was pretty much the exact opposite. He had a pristine white suit, shirt, shoes, and tie. His black hair was slicked back, and he wore plain white gloves. He had the same pale complexion as the girl, and like her, his eyes were probably the most interesting thing about him. He had pure white orbs, but I knew that he most definitely wasn't blind. Oh, and one other thing. They both radiated power like nobody's business. If they were mere gods, I was a cockroach. The woman,who must have read my thoughts, laughed and said, "Interesting analogy."
The man sighed, and said, "Sister, please." This caused the woman- his sister?- to pout. Shaking his head, the man turned to me and said, "You must be wondering who we are and why we've come." I was too tense to speak, so I gave him a quick nod instead.
The woman, noticing how tense I was, said, "Relax, Perseus. We aren't here to harm you. And before you ask, I'm Chaos, and this is my twin brother, Order." If anything this new information made me even more worried. What had I done to attract the attention of the creators, the most powerful beings in the universe?
The man, seeing my nervousness, said, "We have come here to offer you a spot in one of our elite guards, either the Chaos Warriors, or the Defenders of Order, take your pick." I took a moment to digest this, then said, "I think I would like to join the Chaos Warriors, if that's alright."
Chaos smiled warmly saying, "Of course it is! Though, if I might ask, why did you choose me?"
I responded with, "It's simple, really. My fighting style relies partially on unpredictability, so Chaos sounds like the more logical choice."
At this, Chaos laughed, saying, "Welcome aboard, Perseus! We'll work out the details of your job when we reach Chaos Central." I smiled, knowing that I was about to meat my new family, who (hopefully) wouldn't betray me.
A/N; aaaaaaannnddd... That's a wrap! In case you're wondering why this is chapter two, not three, here's the reason; I've decided to keep the story primarily from Percy's POV. However, when something happens that will have a major Effect on someone (like Percy running away) I'll do a mini chapter giving that character's thoughts on the event. Also, ocs needed! Please review with their;
Name (first and last)
Code name (for missions)
Species
Gender (if applicable)
Age of appearance
physical traits (eyes, hair, skin, etc.)
Clothing style
Powers (if any)
Weapons (if any)
Personality
Speech quotes (at least three, though more would be appreciated)
The size of the Chaos Warriors will depend on the number of ocs I get. I will be giving credit to any ocs I use in the A/N. Oh yeah! I almost forgot!
A Chaos finfic where Order is not the ultimate enemy? What is this blasphemy?! Yeah, yeah, I know. However, I couldn't find any Greek myths that even mention Order, and I fell like he has the potential to be a great character. So, sue me. Other than that, stay awesome, and peace out! -Snowdrop.