Lost Assassin of Chaos Chapter 10: Back to Earth, a percy jackson and the olympians fanfic

I hate this chapter so much. I wrote this like… so long ago.

After the meeting, the commanders were called to make all the arrangements, fill in all the paperwork and whatnot. I went to the Earth sector's common room. Where we hang out. Sometimes I went there to hang out or just to drain my energy. If you are tired, I suggest you don't go there.

"Hey cuz!" Bianca greeted me as soon as I came in. "Bianca," I said gently. "Please, stop trying to kill Malcolm?"

She lowered her hands and the skeletons crawled back to where they belonged. Malcolm slowly put his foot down, looking flustered.

Bianca bounced over to me. Seems like they all knew I had been in another meeting. "Did Chaos say what we're up against?"

I gave her a short recount of what happened in the meeting. "Is it wrong that I feel extra excited about going back to Earth?" She asked seriously. "Of course not, Bee. I'm sure Nico would be even happier to know you would be going." Her eyes grew brighter upon hearing her little brother's name. "I've missed him so much, you know. It just isn't the same without him." I was tempted to say good riddance, but she would be heartbroken hearing what he did to me. Our relationship was sister and sister, even if I was a bitch at times. Not afraid to admit it.

"Hey cuz!" Bianca greeted me as soon as I came in. "Bianca," I said gently. "Please, stop trying to kill Malcolm?"

She lowered her hands and the skeletons crawled back to where they belonged. Malcolm slowly put his foot down, looking flustered.

Bianca bounced over to me. Seems like they all knew I had been in another meeting. "Did Chaos say what we're up against?"

Zoë smirked seeing me. "Nice to see you, Rín."

We have a good relationship. Back in our quest, we got to know each other. Found out we had a lot in common. Now, it just rekindled that friendship. I honestly don't know if I could've survived the whole ordeal without her and the rest. Not that they needed to know. Firstly, that would ruin my image. Secondly, I wasn't going to risk them knowing. Should they find out from another source, now, that isn't my problem. "Zo."

She flipped me off. "You're in a good mood this time. Silena isn't bugging you to try on her new clothes, is she?"

"No." I shifted back to myself unconsciously. It seems to do that when I'm relaxed. Kinda weird that I'm relaxed now, but hey. You can't not be relaxed around a bunch of demigods who threaten to kill each other on a daily basis and have an average of 5 901 458 732 kills. It's in Chaos's book of records.

"Should we get anything ready before we get to Earth?" Bianca asked. "I don't think so. Oh! I have a request. A small one actually. One that I'll need everyone to do."

"What request?" Michael and his brother Lee came walking in from the training room, their bows slung across their back. Their hair was plastered on their faces, identical blue eyes twinkling. They were brothers, but it was hard to see much similarity besides their eyes.

"Pretend that I'm dead when we get to Earth." Silence greeted my request. I knew to them it was bizarre and I hated that they would be caught up in my drama. But the demigods cannot know. I literally have no contact with them besides Artemis whom I talked to at least every week, and my parents, Paul and Mum, whom I've checked up on like every century. They have 3 kids. 2 girls and a boy. Anyways, the demigods were not to know I am alive. Hades knows, obvi, but he owes me. And he can't back out. Not if he wants me to continue ensuring Bianca doesn't get captured or killed by enemies. Blackmail works on Gods too you know.

He just doesn't need to know that I would protect Bianca with my life, even without him.

"I'm sorry, what?" Michael spluttered, reminding me they didn't know the reason I escaped Earth. "They think I'm dead. And as far as I'm concerned, Persephone Jackson is dead. You are not supposed to discuss about me with anyone unless it's general stuff."

"But why Percy?" Bianca's sweet voice cut through the descending silence. I didn't look up, playing with a moonstone.

"Yeah, Perce. You've never talked to us about what made you become Seirína, nor did you ever tell us why you left Earth. We're your friends!" Lee pitched in. I froze slightly at my identity, unconsciously shifting my body to be the stiff, no-feelings assassin. "If I guess, you will know everything on Earth. It is a waste of my breath to tell you."

"And you're too cowardly." Phoebe snickered. I tensed, barely restricting myself from summoning a dagger and throwing it at her. Coward. Traitor. Liar. Bully. Failure. Useless. They were all words to describe me during the 4 months of torture I withstood. Phoebe was lucky I cared for her, if not she would've already died.

Some people are like this. They toss words around, but they never seem to care or think about how it may affect others.

"Maybe." My indifference nearly made her fall from her seat. Surprise is a horrible feeling during battle. "Just promise you wouldn't." A moment of silence followed by four "fines." Well, in Zoë's case it's "fine. Whatever."

I exhaled in relief. "Spread the news for me, please. And thank you." Zoë flashed me a brief smile. "It's no problem, cuz." Bianca smiled brightly. "Hey, can I-"

"Yeah. I would tell you to invite Jason, but he's busy."

Bianca brightened like a puppy seeing its owner after a long day of work.

Eileen and I talked a bit more about her Mist powers and how to improve this potion I was working on. Then, I was dragged into a game of See Who Dies Last. Zoë wins. Her archery skills were too sneaky. I would have won but Bianca decided to backstab me. Literally.

I was drained as I went to my bedroom. It was a cozy little thing. There weren't any pictures of me and Like for obvious reasons. There weren't any photos of anything actually. I made sure not to keep any personal photos besides a few taken before and after each war to remind us of who was lost.

There was a king-sized bed, because you never know with friends like mine. A dresser beside the bed, a study table clustered with books and scrolls and whatnot, and three closets. One for clothes. Though I wasn't sure why. One for weapons when I haven't summoned them. And the last one I made into a bookshelf on everything about the Four Primordials. Void, End, Order, and Chaos. Void and End weren't in the picture. Yet. But I'm sure they won't miss the fun. Best to be prepared. I mainly prepared for End, Void wasn't going to do anything.

The whole room was a peachy color, at least it wasn't a color that made me want to puke. Lights were emitted from jellyfishes that hung from the ceiling. A door leads outside, and a door leads to the common room. That's all really. Oh, and a bathroom that was twice the size of the bedroom. My bedroom was smaller than others, not accustomed to holding any visitors. Just big enough for me. And only me.

I shrugged my cloak off, letting it slide onto my bed as I went to the large balcony. Every room had one. I liked to go there, staring at every constellation like I used to with Luke. And as usual, I moved the clouds to cover up Heracles. The jerk.

Before I knew it, I was humming "A Thousand Years". The song was popular on Earth the last time I was there. It probably went out of style now. But it suited me so well.

Percy...

I pushed off the railings and summoned a throwing knife. "Who's there?"

Sweetling...

A familiar warmth traveled down my spine. I turned around and smiled. The beautiful roses I had known and seen for nearly years were levitated innocently just above the railings. "Hello, Luke." They lay on my feet, not fading yet. I couldn't touch them, not unless I wanted to be burned, but I admired them. He had gotten every detail. The outline of the rose to each thorn. He's improving. I really don't know how, but he has always managed to send me small messages, always in the form of a hologram. This time, it was fiery roses, in a myriad of colors.

"Hello, Luke," I said again, smiling even wider. If he was here, he would've told me he loved seeing me smile. That I didn't smile enough.

The roses started shifting, to form words as the details started fading out. I didn't dare touch them for fear they will vanish even faster.

Hi, Angel. Missed me?

"So very much, Luke," I murmured although he couldn't hear me. If he did, I would jump. Literally.

By now you would've heard the news.

"Of course."

I've missed you too. Get ready for a wonderful reunion.

Tears threatened to fall. It's been so long.

I've missed our anniversary for so many years, I'm not gonna miss this one. For one more day, it will just be like before.

"Oh, Luke." A shocked laugh bubbled. It's never so simple. But I love how he knew what to say to lighten my days.

On that day, you'll find my clue. Until then, wait for me.

And so in love with riddles. The fire was almost extinguished now. I placed my hand close to them, imagining them as the warmth of his hands. "I miss you, Luke. More than words can describe. The Fates have been cruel, haven't they? Making us fall in love only to tear us apart. Well, they can try. I'm not going to give in." I brushed a stray tear off, going back to my room. Earth was special for many. A curse to others. But I just can't wait.

Time skip

I was getting weird looks. Even while wearing a new face, I would never be seen smiling or anything beyond mild amusement. People were getting confused about why I looked so happy. Especially Jason. I greeted him when I saw him and he literally asked if I'm okay. I told him to eff off.

Our ship was ready and everyone had gotten their stuff. You know, clothes, and stuff. Drachmas and all. Only the Earth sector was supposed to go because it was our planet, but since Order is our enemy, so did the rest of the commanders. The other sectors had to go on patrolling their own planets. If my plan doesn't work, which was highly impossible but still possible, they would come as a last resort.

"Chaos Army! Move out!" Jason ordered. Chaos was there, seeing us off. As one of the first primordials, if he went on Earth for war against Order, let's just say the planet would be destroyed anyways. That's why he needed commanders for such wars. The same goes for Order and End and Void. Last I knew, Void wasn't interested in leaving his home, aka his creation. And End is in a much safer containment facility compared to Order. She wouldn't be escaping anytime soon.

Since we were going to Earth, Jason would command the army unless Chaos says otherwise. The same goes for every other planet.

The Earth sector was literally shivering with excitement. Most of them, if not all, had died in the wars and they couldn't wait to reunite with their family and friends. Do notice how I left myself out. I was the only one who wasn't excited chattering, sitting in the back of the spaceship with Victoria who was reading up on Earth's customs and traditions. I would tell her there was no need, but she wouldn't listen. That's what I call dedication. It's also a trait that I respect from Victoria.

It took much longer than expected to get to Earth. I for one thought the portal Luke and I used to get away from Earth was a hundred times faster. Alas, it was a one-way portal. By the time we reached the Earth's atmosphere, my legs were cramping from how long I sat still. It was a skill I honed during my training, but no training can truly get rid of ADHD.

By the time we reached, it was already morning, the next day. We hovered directly above Olympus. I activated my ring, sending another round of threats to make sure no one said anything about my identity. It gave me weird looks, but they all agreed. Even Jason.

Then, we jumped. I'm not joking. To make sure no one could ever use our ship without permission, it would disappear once we got to our destination and reappear on Chaos planet. After the mission, someone would command it and bring us back. Still, it was either we jumped, or we fell. Better to do it freely.

We landed on the grounds of Olympus, most holding our weapons in a three-by-five formation with 4 commanders at the back and the others in front. Jason stood slightly more forward. I couldn't see his face, but he carried himself like a superior leader. Daddy would be so proud. Do notice my sarcasm.

The citizens on Olympus stared at us wearily, some running in the direction of the palace to warn the gods. I could feel several gasps as they recognized the son of Jupiter. I also got some attention being the only 10-year-old girl. What can I say? I liked being 10. Except I looked short. Bianca was beside me, and when she turned to me, she looked down. "Percy?" She whispered. "Call me Seirína, Bee," I said back. "Okay..." she dragged, "you're going to attract even more attention to yourself if you continue being 10."

"I attract attention when I walk down the streets, Bee. Don't worry, I'm an assassin. We know how to stay hidden." She pursed her lips but said nothing. We waited for a while. Soon, thirteen gods flashed in, facing us. They all didn't seem too shocked to see us although Zeus's eye twitched upon seeing his 'dead' son. Some gods smiled widely seeing their children. Piper, who stood close to her mother, openly gaped, covering her mouth with her hands. "Jason?" She whispered, shocked. "Clio?" The daughter of Aphrodite on my other side winked.

"You must be the Chaos Army Lord Chaos informed us about." Hera said like she swallowed a lemon. Jason nodded once, bowing slightly. "Yes, Lady Hera. Chaos sent us to fight against Order to defend Earth. We will succeed and protect Earth and its inhabitants." He said formally. I ignored them, eyes connecting with Artemis who looked bemused at the body I chose. Her hands moved slightly. To others, it seemed like a sign of restlessness. To me, I knew it meant she had something to say to me and it was permission to read her mind. I lowered my gaze, gently entering her mind. Great choice, sister. She thought once I made my presence known. The girl had once been my greatest huntress. I disengaged, sending her a 'nice to know' smile. It wasn't my fault one of my favorite bodies to be in would just so happen to have been one of her deceased huntresses.

Zeus and Jason were still talking. "Lord Chaos told us just yesterday. We have made arrangements at Camp Half Blood for you to stay. Lord Chaos informed us you will build your own cabin but if you so wish, you could stay in the cabin you were in beforeâ€¦ you know." Zeus finished awkwardly. "Thank you, Father. We appreciate it." Jason said with another bow before turning to us. "Move out!" That was the signal for Beckendorf, who stood in the first lane at the front, to open up the portal meant for teleporting us to camp. It was something the Hephaestus warriors built for times like this. We moved out as one although I kept on looking at Artemis the best I could. She stared back with cold eyes, welcoming me home in her own ways.

"Welcome, Chaos Army, to Camp Half-Blood." Zeus said when all of us arrived, dramatically waved a hand at the demigods who had stopped their activities to stare at us, both in wonder and shock. And fear. I relished the fear. No one would ever dare to betray me here. Not when they knew I could end them as easily as I killed hundreds of people. I didn't need their loyalty. Chaos was enough. And if they didn't fear me, at least they respect Chaos enough not to cross me.

Victoria glanced back at me, as did Artemis. I twirled kÃ¡laÃ¯linos a little to show I was unbothered by the sight. But of course, the little part of me, the part that was buried deep into my mind, left forgotten until this day, was still yearning to join them, be the leader to lead them through the wars. The part that wishes I was still the naive Persephone Jackson. I hurriedly crushed it. I am the cold-hearted assassin. I must act like it. Physically and mentally.

Camp lookedâ€¦ bigger. To my knowledge, it hasn't expanded, so the Gods must have done something to allow more buildings to be built.

There were so many cabins. I counted fifty, and then I couldn't. I saw a cabin for Hestia. My sisters, Rhode and Kymopoleia. If there was one for Triton, I did not see it. Eileithyia, goddess of birth. There was one for the 9 Muses. Elpis. Several others I did not recognise.

There was a cabin that did not seem to hold any God. There was no symbol. It was slightly smaller, probably only holding ten or less people.

The Big House was bigger than I remember, and was repainted in a myriad of colors. Something in me missed the nostalgic blue but I quickly moved on.

After a brief discussion, Jason led us to an open area where the children of Hephaestus began to build a cabin for us, Beckendorf leading the little mission. That left me plenty of time. I quickly tapped Bianca's arm to signal I was leaving. She turns to me and mouths "be careful" which I nodded to. I couldn't trust her completely, but if you ever needed someone to cover for you, Bianca's the man. Or woman. Whatever. I quickly glanced around to make sure no one's looking our way, then melted into water, weaving through beneath the army's noses, leaving them to sort out the political issues.

Only when I no longer saw them did I rise again, this time wearing a different face. My hair was still the same shade of brown as before, but I covered it with a large, floppy hat. I was wearing yellow sunglasses and a sleeveless, sunflower dress matched with a yellow pair of shoes with tiny bows. Marí lithos was kept in a bee-shaped necklace to match with the dress and honeycomb-shaped earrings.

I looked ready for a vacation. Correction, I was in desperate need of a vacation. I went to the beach, overseeing the beautiful ocean. Not much changed in these 880 years. Poseidon sure hasn't. The camp hasn't. The world. If I were to come backâ€"which I will not. Not in a million yearsâ€"it would be like I never left.

I lay on my back, gazing at the sun directly above me. My skin, my real one, beneath my cape, was pale thanks to how little time I spent under the sun without my cloak.

I wasn't even sure why I came here. I felt trapped, like an animal recently caught at the circus or something. I needed to escape, needed to be anywhere but that enclosed space where I have to act like how everyone expects me to. It was always like this. No matter if I was the leader or just a soldier, I am expected to act a certain way to hide what I want.

Only Luke helped. Only around him, could I act carelessly, freely. Uncaring of my consequence. I was looking forward to our anniversary. I've missed you, Luke. More than words can describe. I pushed that thought, forming it with water to try to find Luke. But it was near impossible. Luke may know where the Chaos army resides, but he hasn't told me where Order resides with her army. Granted, I never asked nor has it come up for our conversations as it always ends up with more action than talking. And he training me for when I have to face Order. It's just times like this that I wish I could find him and talk to him. Curse Order for taking away my boyfriend. I hate her just like I hate that Luke and I are so busy, we can't talk to each other besides simple messages like I miss you and I love you.

Soon, though.

I let out a satisfied sigh, sitting back down on a chair made from earth, watching the water lapse on the beach then return to the sea again. Returning to its home. "I knew you were here when I couldn't find you." A smooth, feminine voice said as her hand trailed lightly over my arm, not missing any of the scars that should've been hidden from anyone's sight by my ring's power. No matter if they're a god or mortal or primordial. Or titan.

"It has been long. Hasn't it, Artemis?" I smiled in greeting to my friend. My cousin. Her eyes haven't changed a bit, still the same, cold eyes that look ready to kill you if you made a single move. But a light, a twinkle that was barely there, told me she was happy I was here. "It has. ZoÃ«, Phoebe and Bianca are happy, yes?"

"Of course, Artemis. Or should I say, my lady?" I said with flourish. Her laughter was like music to my ears. It has been a very long time since someone, besides Luke and Victoria, laughed to me freely without worrying I would kill them. The closest was the sector, but they see me as the girl they knew before they died. I love them, but they are blind sometimes. Blinded by the girl I was before, refusing to see that I have changed. Constantly having an excuse when I did something wrong. Always so forgiving. I love them, but they are so naive and optimistic.

Which is a good thing, by the way, but not always.

"Shouldn't you be with the Gods?" I asked lightly.

"After you, when did I do what I was supposed to?" She asked a good question. "Besides, following your logic, so should you."

I got up and stretched. Artemis was behind me. I didn't need to turn around to know she was gazing at me with amusement. "Your plan with Luke," she began, "it isn't going well, is it? From what you have told me, the army knows of your existence."

"Because of that no good Jason Grace." She and I said in unison. Granted, she never said 'that no good' but who cares.

"Looks like we're on the same page then." I smiled sadly at the only goddess with whom I'd show weakness.

I love Jason, but I also hate him at times.

"I know you, Rí n." She walked lightly across the sand. "You are a survivor. If there's one thing you're good at, that's ensuring what's yours live. And as you've told me many times, he's yours. No matter how many compromises you make, how many risks you take, he will live. You know that don't you? That you will burn the world to keep him safe."

"It's what I want, Arty." I whisper to her. "But I know he loves me as much as I love him. I'm afraid that will be the death of him. That he will want to stay with me until I get into safety. Look at how he infiltrated Order's army instead of me. I'm afraid... he will die because of me."

There. I said it. Artemis radiated sympathy and slowly approached me, pulling me into a hug. Luckily, she turned into a 20-year-old woman so it wouldn't be too awkward. She was a little taller than me and I let my head rest on her shoulder, completely at ease.

We sat near the ocean. The ocean breeze was a stranger to me. Artemis did most of the talking, telling me the events that had occurred in Camp Half-Blood when I left. I was half tempted to refuse like I've done so far, refuse to listen and change the subject. But I let her because I was confident I wouldn't hear most of it. She was talking about the war against Tartarus, 30 years after I left.

"It was an intense fight, wasn't it?" I murmured, tipping my head back. "Tartarus is gone now. I sometimes wonder how many died. Clio never said anything. Neither did Vanessa, Fenris or Eileen. I can only assume the worst."

"The number of deaths is none of your concern. They made it so. Besides, we all know that wars cannot be lived through without loss." She pulled out a silver arrow. The tip of it was green. "It wasn't selfish, Rí n, to choose to stay on Chaon as they fought. You had enough to deal with, what with a completely new planet and having to juggle with creating a life from scratch and your depression."

"I had Luke." I scratched my neck. She grabbed my hand, forcing me to endure the itch. There were still so many scars. All too faint to be seen unless you were searching for it. Still, she hated to see them. A sign of my darker days. "Without him, I would have given up."

We didn't mention that I had given up. He just forced me to wake up. If he had not been there, I would be long gone.

"Death would have been an easy way out, but I am glad you were stubborn." Artemis smiled gently, making Greek letters in the sand. "That's Omega, isn't it?" I pointed at the last letter of the Greek alphabet. The Ω.

"You didn't learn?" Artemis asked, accepting the topic change. "No." I said simply. "It is engraved in my mind, as a child of Poseidon. But only in dire need do I remember them." There was no need to use them in space. With so many new languages to learn, I pushed Greek away.

Artemis began to draw other figures. "Surely you know Delta." She waved a hand at the Δ sign. "For Daedalus. That and Eta, which I encountered on my first quest." I remembered, drawing the Η— sign.

"He was a fine blacksmith. And yet like all the talented ones, he was corrupted." The sad sigh that escaped her made me think of how many corrupted ones I had to put to ease. Most likely she has experienced the same thing.

The lazy waves churned, as if to signal to me. "Right. The ocean." Artemis mumbled, half-irritated.

"What happened to my father, Artemis? Why wasn't he here?"

"Poseidon... hasn't been seen by god or demigod for at least 700 years." She told me after some hesitation.

"Oh?" I didn't mean to, but my tone was much too sharp and defensive.

"You are his only mortal princess, Rí n." She said slowly, carefully dragging out each word. "When you left, he was ashamed of his actions. He decided that staying in the mortal world will forever result in his children dying. So he shuts himself away in his home. Not even during the Winter Solstice does he come. Atlantis is closed to any gods. Amphitrite is also not seen. Nor has Triton. The only one that goes between is Tyson, your brother. Even he does not come often."

It's been a long time since I saw Tyson. I never did tell him what happened to me, did I? Gods...

"You had a lot on your mind, Rí n." Artemis said without looking at me. "How did you-"

"I'm a goddess, Rí n. I can read your mind." Right. An annoying perk of hers, she figured out the way into my mind, bypassing all the shields I placed. She didn't tell anyone though, I'm sure.

"We don't have much time left." I admitted. "This war will pass by in a blink of an eye. I don't know if I'm ready or not for that." I don't know if I even have time to check up on my baby brother.

"You will, Aella. Everything will work out eventually. Tyson is kind and he adores you. He won't hold a grudge. He has never held a grudge and he won't start with you." She patted my shoulder.

"This was the one war I hoped would never come." I mumbled. "But it did."

"As I said, everything will work out. Have a little faith in yourself, Aella. Trust yourself the way we trust you. The way you trust us."

Trust in myself? I had never doubted Artemis's words like I have now. What is trust?

"You know, it's a good thing I came instead of one of the others." Victoria said. Her orange eyes danced with amusement. Her neat ponytail was threatening to come loose from the ocean breeze. She had on black knee-high boots and her black armor. As always, her hand gripped her bow, kataigÃ da. Storm.

She and Artemis stared at each other, having heard a lot about the other but never meeting face to face. At last, a rare grin spread across Victoria's face. "So you're the goddess who stuck with RÃ n. I'm Victoria. But you can call me Vicky. Or Vic."

"Victoria. That's a nice name." Artemis blinked. "Rí n has said many wonderful things about you. I hope you rise to your expectations." She too, smiled. "She spoke highly of your archery skills. Perhaps when all this is over, you and I can have a friendly competition. You can join, if you want." Artemis directed the last part to me.

"Very well." Victoria agreed. "Rín. We gotta go. Speak more next time, eh Artemis?"

"I hope I will fight next to you on the battlefield." That was a great praise from the goddess of hunting.

As I stood, Artemis teleported away. "I called it. She's now my favorite goddess." Victoria announced. "Like I've told you so many times. By the way, was it necessary to take your bow with you when searching for me?"

"We don't all have magic rings that can summon our weapons, you know."

"Hm. You're right. Report?"

"Our cabin is done. I managed to convince Jason to let us share a room so you don't have to worry if Luke sends you flowers." A wink from her told me she saw the fire roses he sent yesterday.

"Oh, shut up."