The Rise of Perseus Jackson

by IluvcatsL

Everyone betrays Percy to the limit until he can't stand it anymore. Except, as he is about to leave, he is murdered. All campers believe he is dead, but his soul rests in Chaos's army. When the War of Dominance comes, a disguised army comes to help. Will Percy be able to go through with it? Rated t for language. I'll try to update twice a week because of summer school and family.

2. A New Beginning and Misconceptions

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Percy, on the other hand, did not know his murder(...?) was filmed, was was floating in black space, until he arrived at at large 129 story mansion with two large brass doors which opened for him. The first thing he saw a elegant red carpet with a golden stripe on either side leading to a throne which a pitch black- as in galaxies swirled across his body black- man sat. " Lord Chaos!" Percy kneeled respectfully. "Rise, child," Chaos said gently. "Permission to talk?" Percy inquired. "Go right ahead." Chaos replied. "Why am I still alive? I let that that cursed blade kill me." Chaos chortled with laughter. " I stopped your soul and unpoisoned it." That explains why I'm not in pain anymore... Percy thought. "But why am I here?"

Chaos hesitated before turning serious. "Perseus Jackson, will you join my army as commander of the _ group?" Sophia, Leo, - "LEO?!" Percy's eyes bugged out and his gaze was alight with happiness that his friend was alive. The son of Hephaestus gave a his impish smile. Sophia, Leo, Kaduna, Jade, June, Eoeke, and Kia all were gaping when Chaos finished his request. "Accept!" Leo hollered. "You'll be the second most powerful being in the universe!" An unfamiliar voice that belonged to Kia cheered," you deserve it!" Percy blushed, and said, "I accept."

**cue everyone in the mansion cheering****

"I'm right here!" Max cried out. "That wasn't me!"

"Say what now?" Peter, a fast talking camper asked. "That wasn't me!" Max repeated. "My sword has been missing since dinner yesterday!" He shouted. "There's a spell on it, there has to be! My sword always returns to its scabbard as soon as I lose my grasp on it!" A daughter of Apollo who hated him a lot frowned and unhappily announced that he was telling the truth. The "rebel" group of the camp who didn't like Max and knew what he was really like were appalled. He wouldn't have hesitated to ruin anyone who was in his way of being the most popular person in camp.

An unclaimed girl with striking cobalt blue eyes, waist-length bright blue and white blond checker board hair with two auburn highlights, and pale skin stepped forward and projected a screen that showed at around dinner time, Max conspiring with a pit that emitted a familiar golden glow. "Lord Cronus," I've brought you my sword." The pit rumbled in a desperate scratchy voice, "_a death curse I Greek_" and the curse curled into mist around the sword. "Now, go kill Percy Jackson." Max smiled, and the screen went dark. "My name is Iros, daughter of Chaos, creator of the universe, and I've just shown you what happened a few hours ago. She then glared at Max who was basically drooling over her, "You disgusting f***ing bastard, you evil mofo! How could you?! The war of dominance is going to start soon, and you eliminate Earth's best chance success? You just had to make his life here hell!" She promptly turned on her heel and stormed off into a cobalt blue portal.