Chapter 8- It Just Isn't A Thing!
Riptide POV

I wander the halls. I needed time to think. Order is going planet by planet. One by one. Destroying planets and leaving them in desolation. I wish I could just go get Annabeth and bring her here... Well not just Annabeth. Camp can come too. I'm not allowed to call her either. Well I can but I'm not supposed to say anything about what's going on.

To be sure Chaos decided that it is better to not call anyone off the planet. Or not planet. Whatever you call it.

The Void.

It's strange to describe. It exists no where and everywhere. Compared to what I saw on my journey in Tartarus there is much more to the Void than the strange darkness near the House of Night.

It's like another dimension. From it you can go anywhere in the universe. Even other universes. Galaxy after galaxy can be explored. There is still more to it which I don't quite understand... no one really does. That's why we just call this place a planet.

Like when a little kid asks you to explain something and you just tell them that it's magic.

Either way I wander the halls now.

Ever since I woke up this morning something seems off. It's like back when my memory was wiped. And I had just started to get it back. Gaps were missing. That's how it is now.

But what am I forgetting?

We. I'm here too.

That's another thing that bothers me. Destroyer has been bothering me more today than in the past hundred years. I give a sigh and run a hand through my hair. Wincing at the motion. I don't what happened but my arm still hurts even though the bruise had faded.

Doesn't matter anyway.

My thoughts are interrupted as Chaos's voice sounds in my head.

"Omega". Riptide. Alpha. Throne room. Now."

Stop my brooding and change course for the throne room.

Omega POV

I stroll into the throne room. To see Percy and Perseus already there. Percy glares at Perseus who pretends not to notice as he eats blue ice cream.

Chaos sits behind his desk (the throne room looks like an office right now) in one of those oversized swirly chairs. End stands next to the chair clearly bored.

"Great now that you are all here," Chaos starts. "I need the three out you to question our... 'Guest'. We need to do so again without Huntress's presence. End and I have other things to attend to. I trust- hope the three of you are capable of doing that much."

"Nice to know you trust us," Percy says with an eye roll. Chaos waves us off and we begin to walk down the halls to the cells in silence (well except the sound of Perseus eating his ice cream. Gods we need an intervention).

"So what did End want Percy?" Perseus asks when he finally finishes off his ice cream tub.

"Where does it all go?" Percy asks ignoring the question directed at him.

"What?"

"All you do is eat ice cream! Why are you not 600 pounds!?"

"So I'm not the only one who wonders this?" I say.

"Are you calling me fat?" Perseus asks in an over dramatic voice.

"Shut up old man."

"Stop calling me that!"

"You're thousands of years older than me," Percy states. "You're old."

"Shut it you Name-Stealer!"

"Name-Stealer? Really?"

"You took my name! I'm in the mortal history books not you!"

"Well I'm sorry. After we do this I'll go back in time and tell my mom not to name me Perseus."

"Well this conversation changed," I mutter.

"You never answered my question," Perseus tells Percy.

"What question?"

"I asked you: what did End want last night?"

"What do you mean?"

"We were going to spar and he wanted to talk to you."

"I never talked to End."

"Yes you did. You left with him."

"No I didn't."

"Yes you did.

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"No!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"No!"

"Ha! I got ya!"

"What! No!"

"Exactly no!"

I groan and grab their arms teleporting is to our destination. I can't take anymore of this.

We head into the cell where the girl sits just as we left her. She seems to be listening to something we can't hear as she begins to snicker and giggle.

"Did I miss the joke?" Percy asks. The girl turns to us.

"Sup?" She asks causally.

"Nothing much you?" Perseus says before eating another spoonful of- didn't he just finish that?

"Can I have your ice cream?"

"No," He answers at the same time Percy and I say "Yes."

"You can have it if you answer our questions," Percy says quickly clamping a hand over Perseus' mouth.

"What kind of ice cream?"

"Chocolate."

She smiles wide. "Ask away!"

"Wonderful," I say. "First question. Who or what are you?"

"I am clone. They call me number Seven."

"Okay," Percy says. "How many other clones- ahhhh!" He shouts pulling his hand off of Perseus's mouth. "You bit me!"

"Your hand was on my mouth," he shrugs. "Strange, you taste like sea water."

Percy glares at his name sake and I take over. "How many other clones are there?"

"A lot. We are generals. More have been made to replace others. Some may be created right now."

"How long have you been working for Order?" Perseus asks.

"Since the original died."

"Twila?" I ask. She doesn't respond.

"Where are you attacking next?" Percy asks.

"When can I have that ice cream?"

"Answer the question."

"Answer mine."

"Guess you don't want ice cream," Perseus says taking another spoon of ice cream out and slowly, tauntingly bringing it to his lips.

"Gah! You're worse than Sabrina! I don't know where the attack is! Twelve was commanding it! Now gimmeeeeee!"

Perseus laughs and then frowns at the prospect of giving up his ice cream. I pull it from his hand and place it on her laps and loosen her chains so she can eat.

She has a few spoons and hums in content above Perseus wincing. She places the spoon down before looking at us. Her eyes had lost the glazed look and the broken one had replaced them.

"If you truly want answers. You should see where his loyalties lie."

Her eyes change once again and she continues eat.

After a moment I begin questioning again. "So-"

"I don't like you," she tells me cutting me off.

"What?"

"Zoluke, or whatever! It just isn't a thing!" She shouts. "You ruined Thaluke! Stopping sinking my ships! Perzoë makes more sense! With the original, not him. Percabeth forever. But at least the other two are closer in age! She is old enough to be your ancestor's ancestor's grandmother! And..."

We left after that. She continuously babbled on about "ships". Whatever those are. We walked back.

"What do you think she meant by: 'If you truly want answers. You should see where his loyalties lie?'" Percy asks. "That was the real her. Like yesterday."

"We should tell Chaos," Perseus suggests. "After a trip to the freezer." He runs off before we can protest.

"What were you going to tell me?" Percy asks.

"Huh?"

"Before we saw her. You were going to tell me something. You said you over heard Chaos and End talking. And...?"

"Oh yeah. They were talking about-"

The conversation is cut off for the second time as Commander K runs up to us. She wears a white dress instead of her uniform. Her blonde hair is curled and earrings are in her ears. Black shoes are in her hand.

"You're practicing to be a runaway bride?" Percy asks.

"Shut up!" She snaps. "I was on a date with H. But there is something more important!"

"You going to tell us?" I ask. She fidgets a bit pushing a strand of blonde hair behind her green ear.

"What is it?" Percy groans.

"Well..."

"Why are you all standing here!" Commander X says running in. "Enemy ships are headed for Earth!"

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Hey!

Sorry the chapter is mainly filler but... whatever.

They're going back to earth which= PERCABETH!!!!

Please check out my new Superhero AU oneshot! It's called The Demigods.

Bye!

-Jaz