11 months later, Chaos Dimension:
"Very good Percy. Now, I'll see you after 6:30, alright?" Viodia said as she and Percy stood up in front of the piano, which was evidently made out of obsidian, somehow.
"Why so late Vio?" Percy asked as he closed up the lesson book on the music stand.
"Well... Chaos has something important to discuss today. Something about a sort of war." Viodia replied with a shrug.
Percy smiled. Viodia was now more open than when he met her. Solaria and Arcana admitted that she avoided them, but they were grateful that he had broken through her shell. And some already irritating teasing has been administered to him daily since then.
"Okay, well I'll see you later Vio!" Percy yelled as he ran into the dark hallway.
Viodia shook her head with a laugh. "He's going to be the death of me."
Percy walked into his room. It was a simple white room, with no decorations and a King-sized bed inside. There was also an old-school telephone for when Chaos needed him.
Percy flopped down on the bed. "Just keep up like this a little longer Percy. They won't know if you just hide it." He whispered to himself.
Honestly, he wasn't feeling very good. At least, not as good as he acted. These past few days, the memories seemed to haunt him, more and more each day. He sometimes imagined himself staring out at Camp Half-Blood, looking on as the campers enjoyed their lives without him. He saw Annab-
"Stop it." He slapped himself hard on the face.
Percy sighed and held out his hand. An orange flame with crackling electricity and purple essence appeared in his hand. Percy had chosen to control the void, arc, and solar elements, but to a lesser degree than the ladies.
And the training and lessons were doing him well. He was smart enough that he could quite possibly win against Athena in a quick-action quiz, and he was strong enough in battle to be lax against weaker enemies, but be able to accommodate to more serious threats when need be. He also learned a few tricks over the years as well. For example, when he unleashes his power, orange flames with dark matter and electricity gather around his right eye and curl off the side of his face, like a streak of fire. He now had knowledge on how to use every weapon possible, so that was also a definite plus.
Suddenly, the phone rang. Percy sprang up from his bed and raced for the phone. He picked it up and put it to his ear.
"Hello?"
Solaria spoke from the other side. "Percy, can you come to the throne room please. We have an... urgent matter to discuss." Her voice sounded as if she were nervous.
"Why do I get the feeling that I won't like what I'm gonna hear?" Percy asked suspiciously.
Solaria sighed. "Can you just come down please?"
"Fine, I'll be there in a second." Percy hung up and left his room. He walked through the dark hallways to the large white door.
He knocked gently, the noise echoing throughout the huge hallways, before slowly pushing the doors open.
Percy now stood in front of Chaos, Solaria, Viodia, and Arcana, whom were all fidgeting in their seats.
"Okay, so why am I here?"
Chaos was nervous. Not just nervous, but he was scared. That sounded silly, knowing that he was the creator of all, and yet, he feared for how Percy would react. He wasn't afraid of getting hurt physically, but he was scared that Percy would hate him. But he had to go, or else the world would fall to ruin.
"Percy. I... I have a request for you." Chaos said, playing with his fingers a little.
Percy raised an eyebrow, and made an expression that clearly said, 'go on'.
Chaos twiddled with his thumbs before he spoke. "Percy, this might hurt you, but it is required for the sake of the human race."
"Just get to the point Chaos!" Percy said, slightly raising his voice in annoyance.
"Percy, in a few hours, you're going to have to go to Camp Half-Blood. There is another war between Gaea and the Olympians, but The Olympians will fall. You are their only hope. Can you do this for me? Just this once?" Chaos asked, the panic and nervousness in his eyes now fully evident.
He watched as Percy's face contorted with different emotions. First shock, then confusion, realization, and finally, anger. But to his surprise, Percy sighed heavily and nodded, but he was obviously reluctant.
"I understand." Percy replied, his voice deflated and ripped of it's normal (faked) joy.
"I'm sorry Percy. But it is necessary. Can you forgive us?" Arcana asked him, worried about how Percy was feeling.
"I'm not mad at you, there is no need to apologize," Percy said with a sad smile, "I was bound to go back there sooner or later anyways."
Solaria looked like she wanted to leap off of her chair and hug him, while Arcana and Viodia were taking short glances at him before turning their eyes to the room around them. Chaos looked at Percy with guilt, and just sat there, in silence.
An awkward silence formed within the room. Percy was the one who broke the ice.
"If that is all, then I shall be leaving. I will leave as soon as possible." He said before bowing respectfully. He left the room.
After Percy left, Chaos sighed. Arcana jumped in front of him, her eyes glistening with tears. "Why does it have to be him? Hasn't he had enough pain?!" She questioned him.
"If I had the choice I would send someone else, but the laws we must abide with prohibit immortals from interfering with mortal quests! He is the only choice!" Chaos argued.
Solaria stepped in between the two. "ENOUGH! Squabbling will not help the situation! We can only hope that Percy will cooperate well enough with them."
Viodia opted to remain silent as her family argued amongst each other. Suddenly, she thought of something, and hopped off of her throne and ran to Percy's room.
"Viodia! Where are you going?!" Arcana yelled from behind her. Viodia did not answer, and ran out of the throne room.
Percy's room, Unknown:
Percy summoned a small back pack for his belongings. He packed two sets of clothes, a toothbrush and toothpaste, five packs of ambrosia, and a half-gallon of nectar. He zipped up his back pack and was just about to leave when his door burst open.
He whipped around to find Viodia panting heavily in front of his door. He ran over to her and guided her to the edge of his bed. "Vio, what are you doing here? I was just about to leave."
"I just wanted to give you two items. And something special afterwards." Viodia said the last part with a blush.
Percy raised an eyebrow, but nodded soon afterwards. Viodia held out her hands and a set of armor appeared in her palms.
It was a helmet with a black visor in the shape of an elongated delta. On each side of the visor were two orange lights that glowed brightly in the semi-dark room. Underneath the helmet was a set of robes with a celestial bronze collar and a golden web weaved into the right side of the robes. There was also a pair of gauntlets with shoulder plates and wrist armor.
Percy looked down at a pair of boots in front of Viodia that had orange lights curved around the base of the ankle. The whole entire set was white except for a few green details, and the golden web pattern shined with a nonexistent light.
(To see the armor set, go to: . )
Percy took the armor and boots and put them on by magic. The helmet concealed his identity nicely and even had a built in magic voice changer. "Thank you, Viodia. I am grateful." He said as he took off the helmet and held it underneath his arm.
"That is not all, Percy. Use this whenever you like. But I have a feeling you'll do nicely by pairing it with a sword." Viodia next held out a revolver. It was odd looking, because it had a cylindrical cartridge thy held the ammunition instead of a cylinder with six bullets. There was an orange light fixed to the bottom, right under neath the barrel.
(To see the gun, go to: . ?1449012991)
"Why is there a cylinder inside of the gun?" Percy asked.
"That holds the bullets. Here, these hold bullets that are powered by me and my sisters domains. Each cylinder has an limitless amount of bullets, and the gun will always return to you, no matter what." Viodia gave Percy the gun along with three more cylinders.
"What domain is the gun currently set on?" He asked.
"Right now, the gun is using celestial bronze bullets. They too are limitless, and are very deadly to Demigods and monsters." Viodia replied.
"Why would you give me bullets that are deadly to Demigods?"
"There are Demigods that have been coerced into Gaea's army. You may have to kill
them in battle." She answered with a saddened expression.
"Oh. I... I see." Percy scratched the back of his head.
"So, what was that special thing that you would give m-!"
Percy's sentence was cut off by a passionate kiss. His eyes went wide before he melted into it. Viodia broke off the kiss and blushed, really, really red.
"Um... Th-That was it." Viodia mumbled.
She then wrapped her arms around his neck and give him a firm squeeze. "I love you, Percy. So don't you dare die. You hear me?"
Percy gave a lopsided grin. "I promise. I love you too, Vio."
The two were about to share a second kiss when someone cleared their throat.
"Well, it certainly looks like you have broken through her shell, Percy." Solaria said from the doorway, a hint of jealousy in her voice. Arcana stood next to her, a small pout on her face.
"Vio you cheater!" Arcana cutely accused.
Percy was now very confused. He said something smart along the lines of:
"Huh?"
Solaria and Arcana sighed while Viodia was blushing. "Nothing, Percy. We can always be in love together." Solaria said with a smile.
Percy tilted his head in further confusion.
Arcana sighed again. "Never mind that, just go Percy. We're going to have a small chat with little Vio!" She exclaimed energetically.
"Um... Okay," Percy said before he turned to Viodia, "I'll see you when I get back Vio!"
Viodia nodded with a beautiful smile and made a small wave. "Bye Percy."
Percy then proceeded to teleport to Earth.
Long Island, NY:
A bright light shone through the night sky in a dark forest in Long Island. A flock of birds flew out of their trees at the sudden change, and the animals on the ground darted off in different directions in fright. The light died down, a figure wearing robes and a helmet standing where the light was just a few seconds ago. Percy Jackson, was the figure's name.
Percy looked around and began walking west. He traveled in silence, the only sound being the crunching of leaves under his boots and the occasional cricket.
Behind his helmet's visor, his face was straight the entire time. Not a single emotion could be seen on his face or eyes. He arrived at his destination, which was a hill with a lone pine tree at the top, but Percy knew what lay beyond the hill. The place that was his home. And the place where the old Percy Jackson died. As he walked up the hill,
Percy thought of an alias to go by.
'Atlas? No, they'll attack me if I go by that one. Oh, I know. Caleb Wite. Goes along nicely with the armor and the clothes that I packed.' Percy thought out loud. As he walked, Percy knocked his voice down a few octaves using his helmet.
Suddenly, a dagger was aimed at his throat as walked over the hill. "Who are you?" A female voice hissed.
'Wait.' Percy thought. He turned slowly to find the last person he wanted to see.
'Annabeth.'