Prologue
3rd Person POV

Chaos had dressed himself in white suit to contrast with his pitch black skin. He still had sometime to spare so he decided to visit a place he normally stayed away from. Things were strange and he had a theory, he needed to check it. Even though it seemed impossible. Maybe it could explain why Destroyer hasn't left Percy's head. Maybe it isn't even End's doing.

He teleported himself to the giant memorial. The memorial stands on the outside of the universe. Away from everything else. Only two people have knowledge of the place and the power to visit the memorial.

At first glance there is nothing special about it. A large and very tall black obelisk with ancient carvings. Surrounded by a large field of bright grass. But it hums with power. Chaos stands on the outskirts of the area. He couldn't bring himself to go any closer, guilt filled his heart.

A swirl of dark light appeared across the field. Chaos glances over to see his older brother standing across the field. Dressed in red as usual. His eyes meet End's. Chaos smiles to himself. Even in his weakened state, End used his power to come here.

"I'll come back later," End states looking away from his brother. Here is not the place to fight. He turns around about to teleport but Chaos shouts stopping him.

"Wait! If you came here you must have come to the same conclusion as me!"

End turns and nods once. "Though I can't believe it's true."

End disappears in a swirl of black and Chaos turns back to the memorial. He sighs about to leave when a glimpse of movement catches his eye. He takes a step forward to get a better look and sees a glimpse of a face.

He looks away. It can't be real.

"Chaos?" A small, childish and innocent voice asks. He flinches but doesn't move. "Chaos! You've finally come back to see me!"

Soft footsteps run towards him and he shuts his eyes tight.

"It's only my guilt. The strong power is messing with me," he mutters attempting to convince himself.

"Oas?" The voice asks sadly. The old nickname is like a blow to face of the ancient man. "Why won't you look at me?"

"Your not real!" He shouts eyes still closed.

"Yes I am! See?"

"No. No your not. I've... I've just lost my mind."

"No you didn't if I'm not real... How could I do this!" Chaos opens his eyes slightly confused as the voice turns cold and malicious toward the end.

He shuts then tight as something is plunged into his stomach.

~•~•~•~

Luke, Zoë, and guests stand on Flerea. One of the most beautiful planets in the galaxies. It has taken about two hundred years but they were finally getting married. It's hard to plan a wedding when your constantly fighting wars.

The two stand at the altar. Zoe in a magnificent dress and Luke in a great tux. The bridal party and groomsmen next to them. Artemis is the maid of honor as she had been promised and Percy and Perseus share the role of best men.

The rest of the Elite and close friends are the rest of the party. Family and friends sit in their seats while Hera stands infront of the couple. Both pretend not to notice the one empty chair in the back resevered for their mentor.

Part of them had wanted to wait until he arrived but this wedding was to far delayed. They had been dating for over 800 years. They had enough waiting.

Hera was speaking and both smiled at each other. A swirl of black light appeared in the back and both smiled wider. Niether looked so niether noticed the problem.

But Destroyer did...

Yes! Blood!

The voice yells inside his head. Percy glances in the direction.

"Oh my gods! Chaos!" Percy shouts running from his spot. Other eyes fall on Chaos who had appeared in the back. Silver ichor of pouring from his wound. A hilt of a sword through his stomach and a wicked looking sword blade poking through his back. (A/N Look at the picture on top or the side)

"What the Hades happened!?" Luke shouts as he and the Elite ran over. Chaos doesn't reply. Calypso places a hand on the wound attempting to slow the bleeding slightly.

"We need to get you back to the Void," Percy orders.

"No," Chaos interrupts. "Bring me to End. I need to warn him."

"You have a sword in your stomach! Can it wait?!" Perseus yells.

"Just bring me. It's the only way he'll believe."

They looked around at each other. Luke and Zoë both nod. The wedding can wait another day.

The group take hands and Percy and Luke teleport them to End's prison gate.

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THE SEQUEL IS HERE!

Enjoy
-Jaz