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Annabeth was sitting glumly against Thalia's tree because today was the first year anniversary of Percys' disappearance. She thought to herself how could everything go so wrong? She had no idea why she treated Percy like she did; it was like someone was forcing her to say and do those things and she couldn't stop it. Then after months of not being herself and she suddenly felt free, but then the guilt came. She ran to Percy's cabin only to find it vacant. She checked all his favourite places – the arena, the beach, Thalia's' tree – but he was nowhere to be found.

There were meetings on Olympus every day but there was no news on Percy. Zeus concluded that there had been a spell placed over the entire camp and Olympus which, in turn, had affected everyone's' judgement. That was why everyone was so horrible to him and it pained her that she couldn't break some stupid spell and Help Percy.

Just an hour ago the Gods had announced that the giants were rising and joining Gaia's forces but the news didn't have any impact on her what so ever, she still only thought about Percy.

She didn't know how long she was sitting there until someone shouting her name jostled her from her daydreaming. Nico Di Angelo was running towards her at full speed which immediately sent her on alert. She stood up quickly and met him running across the grass, he looked shocked and out of breath.

"Nico what is it? What happened?" she questioned, grabbing his shoulders to steady him because the poor kid looked like he was going to faint. And then in a curious after thought she asked, "Why didn't you just shadow travel?" Nico looked at her strangely before straightening up and exhaling loudly.

"Meeting at the dining pavilion, someone called Chaos has arrived claiming he could help out with the war and I, um, kinda forgot I could shadow travel" he added sheepishly, staring embarrassedly at the ground.

"Chaos? Chaos is here?" she demanded. Impossible, she thought, Chaos has long since disappeared into the void – he wouldn't just appear at camp after years of exile.

Nico nodded and grabbed her arm in a vice like grip and before she could protest, had shadow travelled them away to the dining pavilion. After feeling like she was being squeezed out a glass bottle they emerged in the middle of the pavilion where everyone was seated. Some let out gasps at their sudden appearance and others screamed.

Annabeth blushed and gently tugged her arm out of Nico's grasp and sat down next to her siblings. Peeking through the curtains of her hair she saw Nico turn red and he sat down quickly – trying to avoid everyone's stares.

She also realised with a jolt that the gods were also there as well in their human form looking shocked and slightly mad. Zeus had energy cackling off him and Hades was glowering at the floor, his eyes radiating fire.

A tall, buff man walked into the centre of the pavilion wearing all black. His eyes were like mirrors that showed every reflection and his face was morphed into a scowl.

"Demigods, Gods, my name is Chaos and I am here on earth to provide you with some much needed help in your war. My war ship will be arriving shortly with some of my best recruits, three of my finest handpicked warriors with expertise training and another well… you'll find out but he is not one to mess with" Chaos finished his little speech and he seemed to be looking straight at me. I shivered involuntarily and ducked my head – anything to avoid that creepy stare.

"Why do you think we need your help? You didn't help out in the last two wars, why do you want to help out all of a sudden?" Zeus demanded glaring at Chaos as thunder rolled across the sky.

"Do keep your temper under control Zeus, I am more powerful than you – a puny god – so respect me" Chaos growled out through clenched teeth. Zeus looked slightly shaken at the powerful voice that came from Chaos and he wisely kept his mouth shut.

Then the wind picked up in the camp and the trees blew back and in came a flying warship that was being lowered to the ground. It was made of pure black metal and shaped like a flying saucer. It reminded Annabeth of an alien spaceship but she soon pushed that image out of her mind – she needed to focus on reality. It landed on the grass just outside the dining pavilion and all the lights shut off until it just looked like a random clump of metal.

"Ah, they're a little early but no matter. There's no time like the present." Chaos said before walking to the front of the crowd that had begun to form and turning back to Zeus. "This is all the help your getting from me so do appreciate the gift" he stated. He gave one hard look at Poseidon - that Annabeth didn't understand – before materialising away in a funnel of stars.

A segment of the ship opened and out stepped four people dressed in ordinary clothes which surprised Annabeth – Chaos claimed these were his 'finest warriors' but they looked so normal. Annabeth noticed there were two guys and one girl that crowded around a leader like figure and they seemed to be looking over a map.

The two guys were so much alike they could've been twins. They both had light blonde hair that travelled down to their shoulder. They were tall and about the same height except the only difference she could see was the way they were built. One was leaner than the other, whilst the other one was a bit more buff. the girl looked fierce and strong like a warrior. She was short but Annabeth knew that wasn't a factor just like she knew this girl had experience. She was about five foot two with flowing jet black hair that glided down to the middle of her back.

Annabeth couldn't see the other gut properly but he looked familiar but he couldn't pin point exactly why. She muscled her way to the front of the crowd so she was standing next to Thalia and the Stolls. The warriors muttering stopped and they two guys and the girl walked away to unload some of their bags out the ship, and only then did she let out a gasp as did everyone else, at the sight of the last guy.

He had windblown jet black hair and those recognisable sea green eyes she had fallen for only now they were as cold as ice and intimidating – just looking at them made her want to crawl in a hole and die. They were the eyes of someone who had seen too much, the eyes of a warrior.

"Percy" she whispered almost silently but he had heard her. He looked up from the map and sneered at her before he clenched his hands and the map crumpled like tissue paper.

She flinched from the anger that radiated from her. Others around her began whispering but flinched when they met Percys' eyes. He had changed so much Annabeth thought, does he really hate me?

The other warriors stepped behind Percy and looked at each other nervously as the lake next to the camp began to go wild and bubble uncontrollably.

"Percy? Is that really you?" she asked as she stepped forward. She felt tears begin to prick at the corners of her eyes. Percy was alright, he was alive, and he was here. Now Annabeth could put everything right between them.

Percy straightened up and looked down at her with so much hate she couldn't believe this was actually Percy. The Percy she had known was so kind, caring and loyal – it was like he wasn't even Percy anymore.

"You" was all Percy said before turning to face the shell shocked Gods.

"Percy, son, you're alive" Poseidon said wearing the first true smile Annabeth had seen in a year. She looked at Percy to see what his reaction was but all Percy did was narrow his eyes and shake his head at his father.

"I am no son of yours" he declared fiercely and Annabeth watched as Poseidon's face crumpled.

"Percy, please, we were worried about you, we searched and…" but Percy cut him off with a bark of humourless laughter which sent shivers down Annabeths spine.

"Please, cut the crap Poseidon. You weren't worried about me, you couldn't care less about whether I lived or died so save me the speech" he growled out through clenched teeth. Annabeth had heard enough, she couldn't and wouldn't believe this was the same Percy she fell in love with.

"He's right Percy. We're sorry for what we did but we can explain…" she began but faltered slightly at Percy's murderous gaze.

"EXPLAIN" He thundered out which sent the birds away squawking in terror. "You people think you're so high and mighty and that I will just come running back to your outstretched arms" he questioned, but before we could respond he carried on shouting.

"You can't trick me. You used me and threw me away like I was nothing, you played me for a fool and made a laughingstock out of me. I put up with your crap for months, MONTHS, and now when you need me you decide to apologise"

"Perce we really are sorry…" Nico stuttered out but visibly flinched when Percys ice cold stare glared at him.

"SORRY DOESN'T CUT IT" he roared out and slammed his fist on the side of the ship. Everyone jumped back in terror at Percy's display of anger. He took a few calming breaths and turned to the others in the group.

"You lot can deal with them, I'm not in the mood for their fiascos" he spit out furiously. The small group nodded and one of the men put his hand on Percys shoulder.

"Of course man, take all the time you need" he said gruffly but slowly peeled his hand away when Percy stared at it.

The tears were now running freely down my face at that point as Percy began to storm away muttering a quick, "I'll be in MY cabin". Annabeth didn't know what to do, the guy she loved, and the guy she would die for was gone and this new Percy had taken his place, a cold, heartless one.

Percy strode away with large, deliberate steps but obviously Thalia decided she wouldn't have any of it. She stepped forward on front of Percy, her blue orbs sparkling with unshed tears as she stared at what Percy had become.

"Percy please, let us explain what happened, you at least owe us that" she stuttered out and that was when I knew Thalia was scared because Thalia never stutters.

"I don't owe YOU anything" Percy spat out, looking down at Thalia like she was a piece of gum stuck to his shoes. Thalia flinched but she had a look of determination sketched upon her face.

"We've searched for you for over a year Percy, we were worried sick" she replied, gripping the tops of his arms to stop him from storming off. Percy just looked enraged and ripped his arms from her grasp.

"Worried sick? You lot were the ones that drove me away so don't lie to me Grace" he yelled and tried to walk around her but Thalia wouldn't let him.

"What happened to you Percy?" she whispered as tears streamed down her face "You were always so kind and caring never this… cold". Percy just smirked and raised his head, looking confident and cocky.

"That Percy died a long time ago. You killed him. This Percy, the one you're looking at now, couldn't care less whether you lived or died" he snarled out before pushing past Thalia almost sending her sprawling to the ground, his feet eating up the ground as he walked. Everyone just stared open mouthed as he disappeared into cabin three, slamming the door behind him.

Everyone was silent. Katie had her arms wrapped around herself; The Stolls for once in their lives looked sombre, Chiron looked sadly at the place that Percy had just stood, Nico looked as though someone had just died, Thalia stumbled back to the crowd a look of Defeat on her face, Grover looked broken and gripped his head in frustration, Will frowned and looked ashamed, Clarisse for the first time Annabeth had ever seen looked genuinely sad, the gods were stunned and speechless (probably a first) and Poseidon looked as though his whole world had come crashing down around him. Annabeth couldn't blame him; his son had just pretty much told him he hated his guts.

As for Annabeth, she felt her heart break into a million pieces. The way Percy had looked at her, she shivered as she recalled the memory, it was like he was trying to kill her with his eyes. She felt a pair of arms wrap around her and she looked up and saw Thalia, her on grief mirrored on her face. How could she let him turn into this… monster? She needed the old Percy back even just for a minute.

The silence was broken by the three warriors stepping forward. They looked miffed about something but looked relatively calm and collected. Compared to Percy, although they looked fierce, had a kind of kindness about them – like all they did was help people.

The girl stepped forward and bowed respectively to the gods.

"Hello, my name is Ciara I'm a daughter of Demeter and apart of team thirteen in Chaos army. She stepped back and one of the guys stepped forward and took her place.

"Greetings, my name is Damon and I'm a son of Apollo and I belong to Chaos' army. I am situated in team thirteen." Then the last guy stepped for and nodded his head. "I'm his brother, Matt, which makes me also a son of Apollo. I am also apart of team thirteen" and with that he stepped back and waited for us to say something.

Annabeth was still speechless; her mind couldn't function properly after the events with Percy – it was like someone had mushed up her brain in a food processor. Everyone was silent until Chiron trotted forward in his centaur form, a forced smile plastered on his face.

"Welcome, my name is Chiron and this is Camp Half Blood. You're welcome to stay here until you complete your mission. Um, do you wish to stay in one of our cabins if you haven't got any other place to stay" Chiron asked nervously. Annabeth watched as the warriors shared a look with each other and nodded in sync.

Ciara nodded her head. "That would be lovely Chiron; we have no other place to stay at the moment". The others nodded their head in agreement.

"Well, there's only one camper in the Dionysus cabin if that's okay with Polux" Chiron looked over to where Polux was standing and he nodded his head shakily, still in shock over the incident with Percy.

"So, tell us about the army of Chaos" Chiron asked as the warriors walked over,

"Chaos has been recruiting warriors for a year now; he had awoken from the void only to discover his children were planning to destroy the world. Since then he's been training us to fight a war. We're all from team thirteen which represents warriors. Team one is the brains of the operation, team two is the mechanics, team three is the research group, team four is the armoury group, team five is the defence team, team six is the engineers and so on. Our team, team thirteen, is the last group and were the warriors. We fight, assassinate or do anything which exterminates threats."

When Matt had finished his rather long explanation everyone had their mouths hanging open. All this time Chaos has been recruiting an army – a small one – but an army none the less. Damon picked up from where Matt had left off.

"Percy, he's our leader – actually the leader of all the teams. Chaos assigned him because he had a lot of potential and he was his first recruit. He's like a demon at fighting, never gives up and always see's the job through. We've tried talking to him and being there for him but it's like his heart isn't there. He's disconnected but never the less an amazing leader." Damon finished and picked up their bags from the ground and began walking in the direction of the cabins.

He pointed to cabin twelve. "is this the one?" he asked – never slowing down his pace at walking.

Chiron just nodded in amazement and the other two followed him, muttering a quick "thanks" before they too, disappeared in the cabin.

The gods were quiet that Annabeth had almost forgotten about them until Zeus stepped forwards in his pin striped suit, his face as red as a tomato.

"Well" he boomed out, puffing out his chest. "We'll be back at dinner time to discuss the matter of Gaia rising. Be prepared for us" and with that he materialised out. Soon most of the other gods followed suit. Aphrodite began to tear up and looked at Annabeth sympathetically before disappearing; Apollo was still looking a bit shocked since the arrival of his sons as he left but Poseidon was looking the worst. His eyes were filled up with tears and he stared at the ground miserably. He soon disappeared which left the camp god free.

"Well, I suggest you carry on with your daily activities. There's nothing more we can do until dinner time and um, until Percy reappears. Just a word of friendly advice" he said as he peered over at us with eyes that looked old and tired, "Stay clear of cabin three, we don't want a fight on our hands" and with that in mind, he trotted away to the big house.

For a long while no one said anything. Annabeth just cried In Thalia's arms and everyone was still shell shocked at the events. Annabeth couldn't believe what had happened. Percy had changed drastically to the point where she felt like she didn't know him anymore. His voice still ringed in her head like a fog horn "that Percy dies a long time ago" and just the way he said that made her want to cry even more.

After a few minutes Travis Stoll cleared his throat nervously, "well I think that went rather well, don't you?" he questioned us but all he received were glares in return

With Percy.

Percy had stormed into his cabin and slammed the door. Where did they get off apologising for all they did to him? Why should he give them the benefit of the doubt when all they did was hurt him? He angrily swiped his hand across the bed side table and knocked over the clock and the lamp. He was absolutely livid; he couldn't remember a time when he had felt so angry.

He remembered just after Chaos had recruited him, when everything was much simpler.

FLASHBACK

Chaos and Percy materialised into a clearing. Percy didn't recognise the place but it was clearly beautiful. The grass was greener than he had ever seen, brightly coloured flowers sprung out from the ground and large evergreen trees littered the ground around them. But the Percy didn't admire the view – he was too heart broken.

Chas had told him how he was to be a leader, how he had great potential for the upcoming war but Percy was hardly listening. At last Chaos had begun his training. It was hard sweaty work but it took his mind off things. He vented his anger in training and when Chaos had assigned him cases he took them as a blessing. Soon Percy had become cocky and confident – like playing with his food before he ate it. He teased his targets; he leaded them to believe they were winning before cutting them down. That was why he was nicknamed Letum – meaning death or ruin in Latin. Because that was what Percy had become. A killer, a murderer, and he didn't even feel sorry about it.

FLASHBACK ENDS

Percy just wished he could go back to those times instead of being here, here in this god forsaken place with people that he wanted nothing more than to kill. Percy didn't know why he had decided to stay in the Poseidon cabin because he didn't want to be recognised as his son, but he would rather stay here in his cabin that share with someone else. He wanted to be alone, at least for the time being.

Meanwhile on the outskirts of camp a figure lurked behind a tree watching the feuds unravel. He heard footsteps behind him so he unsheathed his sword and swung it out protectively on front of hi. The figure that had appeared counteracted the attack and lowered his hood.

"It's me, it's me, Rowan, remember your friend" the figure said. Rowan lowered his sword and glared at the figure.

"Don't creep up on me Austin" Rowan shouted/whispered and Austen just smirked.

"So, how's the plan working?" Austen asked, moving his brown hair from his eyes.

Rowan smiled and looked back at the camp, watching as Percy Jackson stormed off.

"Very well, the plan is in motion" he replied before slinking back into the shadows.

So that chapter is done. Again, thanks for the reviews and please review again. It makes me happy.