Disclaimer: Blah blah blah, disclaimer crap. Me no own Percy Jackson.

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Ah, I feel like crap. Got the results back from the hospital over a test they did, that I was waiting on for months. But I didn't get a straight forward answer. Nooooo, because that'd be too simple. No, I got the literal abbreviated terms, a bank load of numbers and a 'he is in pain' sentence. What, is it a magic eight ball or something? I feel like I got an 'Ask again later' option, so I'm pissed.

Rant over.

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Responses! WHOO!

The-Nutty-Squirrel: Indeed. As you have so elegantly put, shit will go down. Why else would Perseus be involved?

Agent-Percy-Jackson: Thank you. Heracles is not the main character. He's like the equivalent to Grover in the books, so like a side-main character. Also, I'm trying to portray him as a person who is trying to right his past mistakes, so here's hoping it'll work!

Striking-Thunderbolt: Yes they are, but instead of accepting women who stay off men forever, they accept people without any ties to their old life: no celibacy involved.

Codex (Guest): Thank you. I decided to do some research and voila! Great options to change!

aesir21: You do? Ah good. I was panicking incase it seemed a bit bad. But it looks like it worked. Yay for me!

To everyone else: Thanks so much for the support! Yay!

Now... New chappie!

~Nom Nom :3

PS: I'm not to sure about the real times involved and when it happens, so...

PPS: Sorry I didn't update yesterday. An update a day is too hard, so I'll try every couple of days.

Bane of Khaos

Chapter 3 - Assistance from Antaeus

It was official: she was in love.

Nancy Sarah-Louise Bobofit was in love with Perseus 'Percy' Jackson.

It all started almost six months ago, after the winter break, when he transferred into Yancy Academy with his friend, Hylas Theiodamas. At first look he was nothing special, just a boy who kept to himself, both of them barely interacting with others. Only Grover Underwood, a crippled managed to talk to them, and even then it was only in small amounts.

So, like she did with everyone else, she bullied them - well tried to anyway. The thing was, nothing bothered them. Absolutely nothing. Not a word about their clothes (which were actually very good), not their intelligence (which was probably even higher than their teachers), and even when she insulted their sexuality, Hylas clearly stated he had a boyfriend, and Percy said he was a nice guy. So instead, she just gave up and left them alone.

It wasn't until a few months after their transfer until she noticed just how hot he was. Sure he was good looking, his black hair, unreal green eyes and naturally tanned skin making him look extremely good, but that's all she knew. Then it happened.

They were in a Maths lesson, with her favourite teacher Mrs Dodds. She always favoured Nancy and her friends, and hated Percy, Hylas and Grover. Yet, she couldn't find anything to fault Percy or Hylas, so she ended up always criticising Grover. Not that she cared but still...

Anyway, in the lesson, Mrs Dodds was reprimanding Grover for getting a single question wrong while Nancy was watching in amusement. She seemed to be madder than usual, and Nancy almost felt sorry for him, as he was trembling, barely able to drink the bottle of water he had in his hands.

"Mr Underwood, are you incapable of such a task?" She sneered at him. "You are as dumb as a goat!"

For some reason, that had a huge effect on him, making him jump up. The water left his hand, and tumbled onto the person who was sitting next him. Percy. The water poured down is front, soaking his shirt. Percy stopped working and looked down, completely unfazed.

"Mr Underwood, look what you've done." She sighed, looking slightly pleased with herself. "Honey, will you go get a clean shirt for Mr Jackson here?" Grover looked like it was the last thing he wanted to do, but a sharp glare made him stumble out.

Mrs Dodds watched closely for a moment, her expression turning grim for a split second before turning sweet.

"Honey, you should get that wet shirt off." She finally said, cocking her head to the side, like she was trying to work out a complex puzzle.

"Ok." Percy said, and began to unbutton his wet shirt. Mrs Dodds raised a surprised eyebrow, but said nothing. Hylas, who was sitting next to Percy, didn't stay quiet.

"Perseus, you do know it's looked down upon to strip in public." He said, rolling his eyes. It was always like that. Hylas never called Percy 'Percy', but 'Perseus', and he was always explaining things, like why people did things. Nancy guessed that was the reason Percy was in Yancy Academy.

When Percy took off his shirt, Nancy's (and probably everyone else's) jaw dropped. His body was perfect, way too muscled and defined for a twelve year old, and she felt like she wanted to throw herself at him. Or hide in the corner, away from him. It was strange, feeling both at once.

Alecto was confused, utterly and entirely confused. She had been sent here by Lord Hades because of a demigod child that was supposed to be a child of Poseidon. When she arrived, she couldn't sense anything, not even a child of a minor God like Nemesis or Hypnos. But then, once she focused, she could sense something. Something old, very old.

So she stayed, and studied the scent. It was difficult, with the stupid centaur and satyr dragging their scent all over the place, but she found the origin. A reclusive boy by the name of Perseus Jackson, and she discovered that his friend, Hylas Theiodamas, had the same scent, but slightly weaker.

So she observed them. Apparently they were orphans, living off money that was left for them. They weren't related, and there were no records of who was their real parents, and no records of who left them the money. It was like they didn't exist, and it made her job ten times harder.

So, over the months, she observed them. Apparently, neither the centaur nor the satyr knew who their parent/s were, and were leaning towards Poseidon, so she had to play their game. So she pretended to hate them, not that it was hard. The only problem was that she couldn't find anything to use, not a single word nor action. So she focused her frustrations on the satyr.

While observing, she couldn't place their godly parent. As far as she could see, they didn't have any control over the atmosphere, water or the shadows. They were as smart as Athena's children, but they didn't have the compulsory grey eyes. They had the looks of Aphrodite children, but they didn't have the correct scent. As far as she could tell, they didn't know of their status from the scent, and it wasn't any kind of scent she'd smelled before.

So she tried a theory. She tried dowsing Percy in water. If he was son of any of the big three, it would show. A son of Poseidon wouldn't stay wet, and a son of Hades or Zeus would feel unnaturally panicked by it. Yet neither happened, and when he removed his shirt, she felt like she wanted him, and was absolutely terrified of him. She was one of the Erinyes, and she shouldn't feel those things. She was an embodiment of fear, a punisher of false oaths, not made to feel lust or fear.

Yet this demigod made her.

And that frightened her.

Percy was at breaking point.

For six months he had sat around. For six months he was free to release his family from their various prisons. For six months he was free to overthrow and destroy the gods. Yet, for six months he had done nothing. He thought back to his... Release from Ananke and Chronos' realm...

Percy sat watching the mortals. Times had changed, and his time with Ananke and Chronos had changed him. The five hundred years before Hylas had arrived had changed him from what he was. Away from the uniqueness of the mortals, in the blandness of Ananke's realm, it changed him. He couldn't understand the current state of the mortals. Hylas had a perfect understanding and tired to teach him, but he just couldn't understand. Now, after almost two thousand years of Hylas trying to convince him, he realised nicknames were of the norm.

Then he felt it. The final seal, the final requirement for him to return had happened. The theft had occurred, and he was now able to free his family.

"You have more alliesss then you think." Ananke hissed from behind him.

He was used to her knowing exactly what he was thinking and what he was going to do. Her words were not just advice, they were fact.

"What do you mean?"

"There isss a battle approaching." She said. "The final battle to all immortalsss. A power too great can be easssily crussshed, but a power so vassst cannot be besssted. An ally isss of the oldessst, but he oldest isss not an ally. Ssshe neither watchesss in touch or sssight, but watchesss in ssstrength and might."

He thought about that. More riddles. Lovely.

"Now young one, before we part, I do believe a prophecy isss in order.

The home, the prince and the knight,

Will hide creation from all sssight.

The ancient powersss that were misssed,

Love in chainsss in the great abysss.

Blood of the king to break the ssseal,

Dessstroy the curssse of the heel."

Before Percy could react, Ananke snapped her fingers and suddenly he was standing in front of a class of twelve year old children. Blinking, he glanced to his left and say Hylas, obviously as shocked as he was, in his twelve year old form.

"...students Perseus Jackson and Hylas Theiodamas!" An old man from his right was saying. He was in a wheelchair wearing a tweed suit, but one glance and Percy knew instantly it was Chiron, the hero trainer. He was one of the worst immortals in Percy's opinion, as he always told the gods the secrets of the heroes. He was the one who told Zeus about Hylas.

"Would you like to say a few words?" He asked, obviously expecting them to do so.

"No." Percy said, making Hylas snigger and most of the class to giggle. Chiron looked taken aback. Percy just looked curiously at the reactions of the class.

"Er... Right. Sit down and we will start." Chiron muttered, moving his wheelchair to the board.

That was six months ago. Six months. Ananke warned him that Khaos, the greatest enemy to him and his family, would know and find him of he used his powers, that only with 'the home, the prince and the knight' could he use it to his fullest extent. He suspected small uses of his powers would be acceptably, but anything large would not.

And, in all his time there, he hadn't spoke to his mother once.

Like most children of Gaia, he had inherited certain powers. As being the firstborn, he had inherited it slightly stronger than her other children, but it was still weak compared to his other powers, and it presented like demigod powers. A perfect cover.

Yet, whenever he touched the earth, he could feel her. He would always know where she was, and could talk to her whenever he felt like, but now she was in a deep slumber inside the earth, suddenly very far away from him. He could feel one of his brothers, Antaeus, in the Labyrinth, but they hadn't really spoken, only confirmed his allegiance to him and acceptance to stay quiet.

And his father... He didn't know what had happened to Tartarus. He knew they had been trapped long before, but he didn't expect no communication. He couldn't go to the Underworld to get close enough to talk to him without Hades noticing, and his mother was too far asleep for talking. So all he had was Hylas.

For six months Hylas had wanted to run to his love. Ever since they arrived six months ago, he had just wanted to run to the Empire State Building, onto Mount Olympus and reunite himself with Heracles. Yet, three things were stopping him.

One: he looked twelve years old. He still looked the same, but was younger and could pass off as his own brother - or a descendent. He knew that Heracles knew the truth about his death - Perseus told him that, but refused anything else. So he was clueless if Heracles knew he was still alive, which was a big problem.

Two: announcing his presence to Heracles would be announcing both himself and Perseus to the whole immortal world. While that wouldn't endanger them, it would compromise the plan, something that had years in the making. He was sure Perseus wouldn't be pleased with him if he destroyed this chance for his family, and even though they were friends, he didn't want to anger him.

And three: he was scared. Scared of Heracles rejecting him. Scared of The Divine Army of Mankind rejecting him. Scared being expected of. Scared of Heracles abandoning his army to be with him. He was scared of so many things that the mere thought scared him now, and he though that his head may implode.

So he did nothing, and waited.

It was the day of a school trip - of the sort anyway. Percy and Hylas had discussed long into the night, and had decided upon a plan of action that would cause Chiron and Grover to bring them to their Camp immediately. It wasn't perfect, so many things could go wrong, but it imposed the fact that they (in the eyes of Chion, Grover and one of the Erinyes anyway) were more than a minor god's child, but something else entirely.

The day started as usual. They stayed separate from their 'class' on the bus and as far as they could without drawing suspicion in the museum. Grover the satyr attempted to talk to them, and a red haired girl was trying (and failing) to flirt with Percy.

Everything was fine as they walked down (their) memory lane, looking at the immortals they knew, Hylas making comments like "She's a slut" and "He was taller" etcetera etcetera, until they reached the relic that depicted Kronos eating his children.

"Mr Jackson, would you care to explain this piece to us?" Chiron called from his wheelchair in front of the crowd. Percy knew it was a plot by him to make him know or recognise something that could prove fatal to a demigod.

"Not really." Percy said, making Hylas elbow him in the stomach. "I mean yes. It is Kronos consuming his children, correct?"

Chiron nodded, slightly pleased. "Yes indeed. Will you share with us why he did so?"

"Because they are pompous bastards."

Chiron, Grover and 'Mrs Dodds' (really Alecto) shifted nervously while the rest of the children laughed. Thunder boomed overhead making the three wince. It didn't escape their attention, however, that he said 'are' and not 'were'.

"C-Can you give us the true reason Mr Theiodamas?" Chiron said in a higher octave.

"'Cos of all that power crap." Hylas said. "Kronos believed a lie his father told him so he ate his kids - a shitty move - until Rhea and tricked him. Yada yada yada, the 'pompous bastards'-" Hylas said, using his fingers as air quotes. "-beat him. Some shit happened after that, and bastards 1 though 5 kicked Hestia off the Olympian Council for the drunk."

All the way through this speech, the three non-mortals winced and cringed at every insult, and thunder boomed angrily overhead.

"Well thank you for your opinion, but yes what happened was..." Chiron continued to portray the 'grand' victory of the gods with so much brown nose that Hylas was surprised he was a white centaur, not a brown one. By the end of his speech, the sky had calmed from its thunder fit.

"...go outside for lunch, shall we?" Chiron finished.

Outside, sitting by the fountain, Percy and Hylas was preparing. Antaeus was to come with many of his monster cronies to attack them - about fifty in all - and even though they didn't like the three non-mortals with them, they couldn't let the mortals be harmed. Percy had talked to Antaeus and, after a quick chat, he was all to pleased to help after he heard the plan. Also the fact that any monsters killed were going to reform back in the Labyrinth within a week was helpful.

Then, as the red haired girl dumped the remainder of her lunch onto Grover the satyr, the earth began to rumble. It was only slightly, so people just carried on as normal, but it was the sign of the start. Percy lightly touched the fountain's edge, creating a Greek Delta sign on it, and stood up with Hylas, as if to stretch their legs.

As soon as the Delta symbol was formed, the fountain stopped working, it's water going still. Then, the entire fountain cracked in half, directly down the centre, and opened to reveal a large cavern filled with Antaeus and many other monsters, including the Minotaur, a Hydra and over twenty Hellhounds.

The three non-mortals froze at the sight of the monsters, while the mortals were muttering things about a 'street performance'.

Antaeus looked over at Percy and Hylas, and winked. "Kill the demigods!" He roared, causing the monsters to charge at them.

Both Hylas and Percy sprung to action, and in a second pulled out weapons that were 'gifts' from their godly parents: Hylas a large pair of golden scissors while Percy a small black rock.

Hylas ran into the charging monsters first. He wielded his scissors like duel blades, killing two Hellhounds either side of him before jumping onto the head of a third. Percy discretely directed their essences to Antaeus' lair before charging in.

Percy straight away honed in onto the Hydra. Transforming his black stone into a long sword, he charged at it, swiping at a Hellhound and dodging Antaeus' mace. He expertly jumped onto an Empousa's head, using as a springboard to reach the Hydra's many heads.

Channeling molten lava into his sword, Percy made a large swipe, successfully cutting and searing two of the monster's heads. Landing on one of the stumps, Percy lengthened the sword to a whip, and swiped it around him. The wafer thin whip easily dispatched the rest of the Hydra's heads and seared the stumps shut, making it start to crumble into golden dust.

Jumping back down to the earth, Percy noticed that Hylas had managed to clear all the minor monsters, and was currently having a showdown with the Minotaur, leaving Antaeus to him.

"So what demigod..." Antaeus false-sneered. "If you have bested a Hydra and all my other warriors. I am the son of Gaia and Poseidon! You cannot defeat me!"

Percy changed in and made a feeble swipe to the Giant, making a shallow cut across his left leg. No blood leaked out, only sand, and more sand from the earth raised up to heal it. Percy faked surprise while Antaeus laughed.

"Foolish demigod! I am protected by my mother!"

Percy did a weak play against him, making a few shallow cuts and narrowly dodging his mace, before he let himself get hit. He flew across the 'battlefield' and slammed into Hylas, who had just finished off with the Minotaur, causing both of them to collapse to the ground.

Antaeus began to say something, but stopped and stared at Percy in surprise. Even for a Giant, he was a good actor.

The earth around Percy began to wrap itself around him, in an almost cocoon like state, but like a wetsuit. After about ten seconds, it disintegrated, leaving Percy perfectly fine.

"Brother..." Antaeus hissed. "I do not wish to fight family."

With that, he jumped into the cavern before the Labyrinth sealed itself shut.

Alecto, Chiron and Grover were frozen in shock. They had just watched two demigods fight against a Giant, Hydra, the Minotaur, and hordes of Hellhounds and Empousa and survive. Not only that, Percy had displayed characteristics of being a demigod child of Gaia.

They were still in a state of shock when the two came over to speak with them.

"I think we need to go." Percy said.

For the first time in history, Alecto and Chiron agreed on the same thing.

And there it is!

Sorry for the delay, I just wanted it perfect, and it was my first fight (however little it was) so please tell me how I did!

Also, rhyming is hard...

Sneak peak for next time: Modern day the Divine Army of Mankind.

Until then...

~Nom Nom :3