My day had started out great. Until I was accused.

Accused of attacking Dakota Selvin.

Who is he?

My half brother. I am Perseus Psyche Jackson, daughter of Poseidon.

So now I'm leaving. Being accused of hurting anyone would cause me to plead my case.

But this is my horrible little brother.

He steals stuff then blames me. He breaks stuff then blames me.

He...you get the picture.

I stood at the edge of camp, one hand on Thalia's pine the other holding a bag.

My only friends left are Grover, Nico, and Thalia.

Thalia knew I would never hurt anyone in camp. As well as knowing if I had broken it I would have admitted to it.

Nico knew something was up when his Hades figure went missing then was found in my cabin. He knew I would never take that, it's what his sister paid with her life to get.

And Grover could feel my distraught through the empathy link every time someone didn't believe me. He knows me so well.

Annabeth doesn't believe me. Why would she believe me over her boyfriend?

I wrote notes to the camp and to my friends before leaving them on my bed.

I doubt they'll make it to Chiron though.

"Bye Pelus. Take care of the place." I petted the dragon who raised his head and looked me in the eyes.

He nudged my cheek with his snout. Laughing a bit, I kissed his nose.

He lowered his head and went back to guarding the fleece.

I shouldered my bag and stepped across the border, falling in some mud.

There was a laugh. No two laughs as my uncles stepped around the trees.

"Real nice of you. What are you going to do? Kill me?" I picked myself up frowning at the amount of mud on my clothes. This is never going to come out.

"No Perseus, we have an offer. Even though I'd like to kill you, we are supposed to ask a loyal hero who has been wronged to lead the Army of Chaos." Zeus looked at me.

"Chaos? Is that the creator of like the universe?"

"Yep. That's me." A silky voice flowed out of the darkness. A man in his twenties stepped out of a completely black area.

He had a complexion almost as pale as Hades. His hair was darker than pitch.

He wore a black suit with a slightly lighter gray shirt.

"Perseus Jackson meet Lord Chaos." Zeus bowed along with Hades.

Chaos was looking at me curiously.

"Jackson? As in Sally Jackson?"

I hesitantly nodded.

"Okay then. I want you to come with me for a little bit but I'll return you if you want." He flicked his wrist and suddenly I was falling.

I landed in guess what? Another mud puddle.

"Again? Seriously?" Groaning I stood up.

Chaos turned to look at me, a five year old smile on his face.

"Hold out your hand." He said and I did. But why?

"Now imagine the heat of your core traveling to your hand." Closing my eyes I did that.

I felt something tickling my hand so I opened my eyes.

A black flame was dancing across my hand.

It wasn't pure black though, it had silver purple and sea green in it.

I looked up at Chaos who had wide eyes. Did I just do something I should have or-?

That thought was cut short as Chaos took a step closing the distance between us. Um... Okay.

He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into a hug.

My eased my head against his chest with a smooth hand, mumbling the entire time.

"Um. This is awkward." I said causing him to step back.

"Sorry Percy, you prefer Percy right? It's just I was surprised."

"About what?" I'm confused.

"That you're my daughter."

"What?" My eyes widened. I thought Poseidon was my dad. Even though he said I was a disappointment and Dakota was his favorite.

"Partially anyway. In short you have two dads. Blah blah blah. Insert a long explanation here cause I have no idea how to even explain this."

I laughed.

"Well at least someone thinks that's funny." He pulled me in for another hug and I relaxed into it.

"But okay. It's pretty much impossible for me to have a mortal child. The energy alone would kill them before they were even born." Aw.

"But when you were living I was so happy. Until I learned Sally also loved Poseidon. I was fine with her loving him. But I figured you were his child."

"But how would I be your kid?" I looked up into his eyes. They're black with galaxies spinning in them.

"The powers from Poseidon managed to lock away your powers from me. So essentially you are two-thirds immortal one third mortal.

He kissed my forehead.

"Anything else?" I yawned.

"You're appearance will change depending on form. Your Chaon form, that's what this planet is called by the way, you'll have wings, lighter skin, eyes similar to mine, and darker hair."

"Night." I said before passing out.

Yep. I started a new book. Even when I have a bunch of others. Tell me what you think.

See yeah later.