*Asleep on the bed*

Girl: *reading the first chapter* hm… *starts writing chapter 2*

Me: honey…don't forget to give credit to the people *yawns and turns in my sleep* need some starbucks…

Girl: *rolls eyes* ok sweetie

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own any of the PJO characters or even the name Percy Jackson and the Olympians…heck I don't own Percy Jackson and the Olympians period…all credit goes to rick riordan and Disney Hyperion. Oh and I don't own Halo, Gears of War, Fable, Ip man, The Protector

Enjoy chapter 2 =DDD!

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Percy Jackson and the Olympians

Spartans of Fate and Chaos: Revolution

Chapter 2

Spartan 057 vs. Ares God of War

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(Annabeth's pov)

I stood there staring at the note, "Spartans of Fate and Chaos?"

Thalia glared at the direction where the Spartans disappeared, "Whoever they are, let's just hope that they don't cross our paths again."

"Hope that who won't cross our paths again?" Artemis appeared behind us, her twelve year old form glowing in silver light.

The hunters bowed at the sight of Artemis yet we were still in shock of what we just saw. I looked at the note again before giving it to Artemis to read, her eyes slowly getting wider as she read the Spartans letter. She looked up at the rising sun, "I must call Apollo…Olympus is calling."

At that word we gathered our belongings and waited for Apollo to arrive but when he did arrive, there was tension in the atmosphere as he talked in a hushed voice with Artemis.

Whatever was going on at Olympus must have been pretty major because soon after we were speeding towards Manhattan, along the way I got some shut eye which brought me some surprising dreams:

I was standing on a metal platform over looking earth…wait earth? I stood there on what I came to realize was a space station orbiting earth. I always wondered how it would feel like to see the earth all together; now looking at the earth in space myself…it was a sight to behold.

From behind me a man's voice barked an order, "SPARTANS! OFFICERS ON DECK!"

The sounds of metallic boots echoed across the metal plated cabin as five rows of the same black armored Spartans that we saw earlier today stood at attention. From the left came a hiss as a space dock door opened, five black and navy blue Spartans came walking gracefully into the room followed by another person claded in black and green armor and a gray hooded figure.

The Spartans in black and navy blue armor stood next to the other two people. Even by just looking at them made my spine tingle, so graceful yet brutal in combat. The Spartan with the black and green armor nodded to the other Spartans standing still, "At ease gentlemen."

Once by one the Spartans took off their helmets except for the last two Spartans in the very front of the row, one of them having a slash going diagonally to the left on his helmet faceplate. As I studied their faces I noticed that they were demigods from both genders. Girls and boys around my age wearing the same yet impenetrable armor, a platoon of deadly warriors. I watched as the Spartan that stood next to the hooded figure took his own helmet off revealing a face that was combination of the big three gods: Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades. His eyes had a white gleam to it that made him look both wise and mysterious at the same time. He was about to speak when he glanced at my direction, "057, take care of our friend before we begin debriefing please."

The Spartan that had the scratched faceplate walked towards me and stared at me with an impenetrable reflective visor, "It isn't nice to sneak in on someone's conversation…Annabeth."

And with that, my dream switched to the throne room of Olympus where only my mother was present. She stared at the floor until she finally looked up at me, her grey eyes filled with concerned, "Annabeth…an old friend returns."

I bolted up as I felt the sun bus land in what I thought was the lake in camp half blood but to my surprise we landed in the pool of the gods on Olympus. One by one we got out and made our way towards the throne room, Apollo and Artemis leading the way. As we entered the throne room I noticed that all the gods both major and minor were seated in their thrones, with all the gods in their thrones…something important was about to happen.

When all the gods were seated, my mother got up and spoke, "This emergency meeting was called today to discuss the presence of two…well make that five ancient beings. At the moment, five people walked into the throne room: two of them were the Spartan with black and green armor and the gray hooded figure while the other three were ladies carrying yarn and scissors. All of us watched in awe as the two figures and the three fates walked towards Zeus and my mom.

My mom greeted them, "Welcome to Olympus, it's a pleasure to have you all here." She looked around at the other gods, "As you may know, theses three ladies are the fates, the other two people are a mystery to you."

The gray hooded figure stepped forward and spoke, its voice was a blend of a man and a woman, "I am Chaos, the creator of this world."

We gasped, right in front of us was the entity that created the universe, Chaos looked around at the gods and smiled before stepping back where it stood a minute ago. Next my mom motioned to the guy in black and green armor; he stepped forward and looked at all the Olympians, "It's been a long time since I've seen you six," the Spartans reflective polarized visor showing the six elder Olympians, "too long indeed."

Hestia gasped as the Spartan spoke, "I know your voice, it can't be you?"

All the Gods were looking at Hestia and the Spartan now. Hestia stood there as if she was looking at a ghost. The big three's eyes were eyeing the warrior cautiously. The armored figure however chuckled, "It's been a long time since I heard your voice little sister."

Zeus gripped his master lightning bolt as he spoke, "Who are you?"

"Who am I little brother?" the Spartan chuckled again as he removed his helmet revealing black hair, a face that resembled all of the big three, and a white yet mysterious gleam in his eyes. The six elder gods gasped as the Spartan revealed himself.

Hades gulped, "It can't be, we thought you faded!"

The Spartan smiled, "Thorakis God of Fate and Chaos, the oldest son of Kronos and Rhea standing before you in the flesh."

Our jaws literally hit the floor as the oldest brother of the elder Gods was revealed before us. It was all a blur: Hestia ran forward and wrapped her arms tightly around Thorakis followed by Poseidon, Hera, Demeter, and Zeus. Hades stood there in shock and moments later he too joined the Olympian group hug.

It was both a joyful and an awkward moment, not including the goddess of love making the other gods emotions switch to the "happy tears" phase. After a long and tearful welcome, the throne room doors opened again revealing Chiron and the senior counselors walking into the room.

"Chiron!" I ran up to him and gave him a hug. He smiled as I let got but was wrapped up in another hug by Thalia.

"Hello child and hello Thalia, it's been many years yet it still feels like yesterday since I last saw you both," Chiron chuckled and stood right beside us as the Gods discussed something with the Fates, Chaos, and Thorakis. They motioned for Chiron to come towards them and the discussion continued with Chiron suggesting ideas and expressing his concerns.

While they were discussing, I searched the crowds of demigods for Nico but with no luck. Nico was the only hero known to have vanished out of nowhere. One day he was battling an army of giants and hellhounds that tried to lay siege on Camp Half Blood. The siege was stopped but after the skirmish, Nico was nowhere to be found.

Finally the Gods, Thorakis, Chaos, the Fates, and Chiron faced us as Zeus spoke, "Only the Hunters know about this but to the rest of you demigods, there is a new group of warriors called the 'Spartans of Fate and Chaos' and they want to become allies with us. They have a massive base orbiting the Earth and want to build a joint base in Camp Half Blood. Also we have decided to include Thorakis and Chaos into the Olympian Council."

Zeus waved his hand and in between Hades and Poseidon, a new throne appeared that resembled a captain's flagship chair. Thorakis slowly walked towards his throne and gently sat down alongside his brothers. Zeus waved his hand again and another throne appeared alongside Artemis and my mom. This throne was a simple marble throne but it was covered with moving images different galaxies. Chaos sat down and nodded at Zeus, finally the Council was complete.

Artemis looked at Thorakis, "What are the Spartans exactly?"

Thorakis chuckled, "The Spartans are much like your Hunters my niece, genders and other life forms are welcomed to join our ranks. Once they join, they are given three blessings by Chaos, me, and the Fates."

"And what do you three give them from your blessings?" Artemis was strangely interested to hear about the Spartans.

"Just like the Hunters, they are given the gift of immortality but can fall in battle," Thorakis looked at my mom, Artemis, and Ares as he spoke, "That's from Chaos but from me, the gift of power mimicking is granted to them and from the Fates, the gift of momentary foresight is given to them. Meaning that they can see things that will happen to them during battle or when alert thus making them more difficult to fight and defeat in battle."

Every single God and Goddess began to gossip about the Spartans apparently they were impressed with these new warriors…except for Thalia.

Thalia stepped forward and the entire room fell silent as she spoke, "Are the Spartans even Human or are they just machines?"

Thorakis smiled at Thalia, "I assure you they are human. But we augmented them to make them more lethal."

Artemis sat up and narrowed her eyes at Thorakis, "What do you mean augmented?"

"Augmented as in enhance their bodies to make the Spartans more…brutal in combat. We reinforced their bones with a new type of bronze metal that is virtually indestructible," my mother seemed to be even more impressed with the Spartans as Thorakis described the augmentation process, "Another augmentation is that their muscle density is increased by a twofold making them stronger than an average demigod and faster by a fivefold than an average demigod, they can also virtually see in the dark and their reaction time is too fast to determine. What's more is that their adrenaline is more active than an average demigods, so in a fight…the Spartan with the highest spike in their adrenaline will make them nearly unstoppable."

"Are you the one that trains them?" Ares began to go into his bloodthirsty mood, after hearing all the details of the Spartans, Ares wanted to take a shot at one of them.

Thorakis smirked and nodded at Ares, "Yes and every time I train them, their fighting, battle skills, and tactics as well as their powers grow stronger and adapt…and they like it."

"Let me take a crack at your best Spartan. I want to see if what you said about them is true," Ares grabbed his sword and shield, telling everyone that he was ready to go.

"Very well," Thorakis snapped his fingers; on the bottom of Thorakis's throne materialized the Spartan in black and navy blue armor with a slash going across the left side of his helmet. It was the same Spartan that said my name in my dream, how he knew my name was still a mystery to me. Slowly the new Spartan walked towards the center of the throne room, his polarized reflective visor concealing his emotions and expressions, "One of my five generals and my greatest warrior."

Ares jumped off his throne and shimmered into his human size and met the Spartan General in the center of the room. Both of them were equal height as they stood toe to toe, "What's your name punk?"

The Spartan just stood there and stared at the God of War making the eerie silence even more eerie than before.

"Don't you have a name Astro Boy?" Ares began to circle around the Spartan, "All those powers and experiments and you can't remember your own name?"

"My name is SPARTAN 057, that name should suffice for now," the Spartans voice was rock solid but artificial like at the same time.

"Don't play dumb with me smart ass, do you know who you're talking to?" Ares began to glow, a red aura surrounding him.

The Spartan however was unfazed by Ares's growing temper, "You're Ares the God of War. According to Greek myths, you're strong but when injured in battle you flee like a coward and the last time you had a one on one fight, you lost to a twelve year old demigod named Percy Jackson."

My mind took me back to that day when Ares and Percy fought on the beach at Santa Monica, even though he was just beginning to learn the ways of a demigod, Percy was already an amazing swordsman. Ares apparently didn't like strolling down memory lane, his grip on his sword tightening as he pointed it at the warrior, "Are you trying to make a mockery out of me punk?"

"By going up against me, you're already making an ass out of yourself by your own self," slowly the Spartan began to crackle with energy as he also got ready to fight. Two fourteen inch battle knives appeared in the Spartans hand as he got into his fighting stance.

Ares grinned evilly, "Oh you are so dead Spartan."

He took one step and lunged at his opponent, his sword coming down in a deadly arch. Spartan 057 stepped forward as well and caught the blade with his battle knives and the fight was on. Ares shoved the Spartan away and lunged again, a perfect sword thrust towards the Spartans undefended chest. The worst part was that 057 did nothing to defend himself, he just stood there as the God of War came at him with his sword tip; Ares looking smug as he did so. At that moment Ares's sword stopped a centimeter away from the warrior's armored chest, his smug smile instantly fading away as he had difficulty thrusting his blade forward.

Suddenly a blue aura shimmered around the Spartan, "Personal energy shields, looks like it's time to upgrade."

Ares growled and kept thrusting his sword to no avail. In a sudden flash, the Spartan punched Ares in the stomach hard sending the God of War crashing into his own throne. We stood there in shock, gawking at the Spartans power. The entire throne room was silent, seconds later Ares got up; his aura glowing even stronger but there was a clear sign of damage on him. His stomach was deeply bruised from the punch and his breathing was labored.

"Tired already? That was only my warm up God of War."

All the Olympians answered as one, "Warm up?"

Spartan 057 motion Ares to come at him, Ares was either blinded by rage or dumb enough to charge at him but he paid the price dearly. In a quick movement, the warrior dashed at the charging God of War in a black blur colliding against each other that made us fall on our ass. When we got up we saw the humiliation of Ares. The Spartan side stepped an upward slash from Ares and grabbed his wrist with his left hand and used an elbow on his right arm to break the immortals elbow then turning around in a complete three sixty to plunge the battle knife on his left into Ares's chest. With a brutal gesture, he slid his knife out of the left side of Ares while the other knife delivered a cut from the left shoulder to the right hip. Ares howled in pain from the flesh wound but made an attempt to strike at the Spartan, but the armored warrior wasn't even there, then a black blur came from behind the God of War and twin sounds of metal on flesh could be heard.

Before he could even recover or even take a single breath, the Spartan continued his onslaught. Blinding motions of slashes were brought upon the God of War, pools of golden ichor littering the floor. In a matter of minutes, Ares laid badly injured on the throne room floor while the Spartan looked like the fight just bored him.

Ares slowly got up and healed his wounds, "This time we fight without weapons."

"Try fighting back this time," Spartan 057 sheathed his battle knives in the slots on the armor covering his thighs and got into his fighting stance, one hand in front while the other hand was shoulder width apart and aligned with his other elbow (A/N go to YouTube and type in Ip Man to watch the video of how the fighting stance is looked like).

Ares got into his boxing stance and swung a right hook towards the Spartans head and round two was underway. With the arm that was farther out, the Spartan blocked and grabbed the arm that Ares's swung with and pulled him forward into the Spartans own right fist, then putting his right leg around and behind Ares's own right leg; Spartan 057 used his opponents off balanced body to pin him down on his face and let loose a barrage of rapid fire punches following up with a left elbow to the head.

Somehow the God of War got up and came at the Spartan again, this time trying to roundhouse kick the armored warrior towards the head. Spartan 057 did a reverse roundhouse kick making his leg lock around Ares's leg. With a sharp and powerful twist of the body, the Spartan dislocated and broke the joint of the thigh bone that ranged from the hip to the knee cap. Then he back flipped into the air and landed both of his armored knees on Ares's back (A/N type in "The Protector" and look for the final fight scene to watch the Muay Tai moves).

It was a miracle that Ares could still stand after that painful injury he just sustained yet there he was still hopping on one leg. He swung from the left this time but just like the kick, the armored warrior did a reverse swing with his right and broke not only the joints but the entire arm when he twisted the arm into a painful arm lock.

Ares fell to his knees, crippled by the Spartans deadly fighting techniques and slowly fell flat on his back. As he was falling back, the Spartan rapidly punched the God of War's chest about a hundred times, a blur of black armored fists impacting on an already bruised and broken chest. To everyone else the fight looked like it was over but Ares wouldn't give up, he gripped the Spartans ankle with his right hand, not wanting to let go anytime soon.

"You've lost, except defeat and save whatever pride you have left," he crossed his legs so one foot was being held by Ares while the other foot was crossed and under the other side of his arm, "Let go or I'll break your other arm you insolent immortal swine."

"MAKE ME LET YOU GO YOU SPARTAN JACKASS!" Ares held on with the little strength he had left.

The Spartan looked at him with his polarized visor, "So be it."

He twisted his hips and the sound of bones cracking echoed throughout the throne room, then in one swift motion, Spartan 057 picked Ares up by the shoulder and brought the heel of his armored boot down hard on the top of Ares's head. A horrifying snap of bone breaking could be heard as Ares's head snapped all the way back so that it was complete touching his back. Slowly he let go and the limp and motionless body of the God of War fell to the floor.

Spartan 057 knelt down and felt for a pulse on Ares's broken neck, "He'll live, he's immortal after all…not saying that I could've killed him."

My mom sat there in shock and fear as she gazed at the Spartan that badly injured her fellow War God, "Could've killed him?"

"A gift from me," Chaos nodded appreciative at the Spartan General who was healing the God of War of his injuries.

Chiron shook his head to clear his mind, "So when are the Spartans arriving?"

Thorakis and Spartan 057 looked at each other, both looking into each other's cold and emotionless reflective polarized visors. After a few minutes of silence Thorakis spoke, "057 says that they will arrive in two days time to build their joint base."

"Very well," Chiron nodded and bowed to all the Olympians before making his way over to us.

Zeus stood up and held his lightning bolt in his hands, "This council is adjourned, you're all dismissed."

Before we left the throne room, my last glimpse was of Spartan 057 taking his helmet off and began talking to Thorakis in private. He was facing away from me but I could see a familiar messy jet black hair that could never be neat.

YEAH! Finally chapter 2 is up, hope you enjoy and sorry if the fight scene sucked, was working on this at 11:00 p.m. pacific time. PLEASE REVIEW! =DDD

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