The Romans did not betray me. As a matter of fact.

And if I remember correctly from before, news travels slowly.

As I teleported, not flashed because than it would reveal me as a primordial and they still think I'm a demigod. As I teleported into the Praetor meeting, I got crushed under the two hugs I got. Apparently they scraped the seven year rule for Praetors.
"Where the Pluto have you been!?"
"Nine years!"
"Guys."
"Nine Percy!"
"Guys let me explain."

I was sitting on a purple couch with my legs crossed as I finished the part with the Greeks betraying me. By now Hazel had joined.
"That still doesn't explain where you've been for the past nine years, Percy." Hazel questioned, clear worry in her voice and I gave her my signature smirk.
"Why don't you tell me what's happened in your nine years?"
"Tell us yours."
"No."
"Yours."
"No."
"Yours."
"No."
"Shut up! Percy, Reyna. We'll tell ours, I know how persistent Percy can be." Frank demands and Reyna sighs.
"So... after you disappeared, we cut off all ties with the Greeks, who had seen you last."
"That's why its taking so long."
"What taking so long?"
"A message." I hooked in a snicker at their confused expressions.
"Okay... anyway, besides that everything has been normal."

"My turn." I smirk. "One day when I was on the run... someone-"
"Someone?" I smirk even more at Hazel's question.
"I guess you could call him Chaos." Frank, who was drinking red kool-aid spat it out.
"You mean the creator of the universe!?"
"Yep."
"How are you so casual about this!?"
"Cuz I can." Reyna and Hazel roll their eyes at me.
"So are you a Primordial or something now?"
"Yep." They now seem to hyperventilating at the fact of talking to a primordial. Though, if I was still a godling I would probably only be shocked.

Cuz I'm cool like dat.

"After nine years... why now? If you don't mind me asking." Hazel asks, fear lacing the last part, I snicker.
"Relax. Even though I'm now a Primordial, I'm not like drama queen." I wait. "You know it feels good not having thunder boom every time I talk about drama queen for once." They laugh.
"Anyway... again why now?"
I gulped and stood up.
"As you know I'm on the Primordial Council."
"Yeah." I walk over to a window, my back now turned to the Praetors and Hazel. I take a deep breath in and prepare for their reactions, I actually had really enjoyed the past little bit. Having an actual sensible conversation for once, without someone treating me like royalty or just pissed off at me.

"...The  council, had came up with an idea... more like Chaos had a prepostion that majority ruled to proceed with..." I close my eyes, yet then I snap them back open, revenge. Ever since I was betrayed and became the Primordial of it I've been thinking the word more often, and often do it without really thinking. I yearn for it.
"...Yes?"
"I am a Primordial and one of the nine domains I have is revenge." I look back at the trio, fear stricken all over their faces.
"Y-you mean Perc..." Hazel fades off in question, I sigh and nod.
"Don't call me that."
"I thought my Bellona senses were tingling for a nearby enemy."
"Don't you mean spidey-senses?" Hazel and Reyna scrunch their eyebrows together at Frank's comment, he just shakes his head and sighs.
"Another domain of mine are assassins." Their eyes widened even more, which until now I doubted was even possible.
"Who!?! Who did you kill!?!"
"Aww, Reyna. You still remember you're talking to a Primordial, right?" I give her my signature, recently sly smirk.
"I demand, who!!"
Now I have a full out grin, as I 'innocently' tilt my head to the side.
"He was the staple between camps. Oh and you can't forget Athena."

Everything happens at once. So naturally I slow down time.

Reyna had fire burning in her eyes, as she slow-mo charges at moi,

Hazel looked grief stricken, horror written across her face. I don't blame her.

And Frank... he was just frozen, a splayed mix of anger, fear, sorrow, disgust and disbelief of face expressions.

Their consciousness still remained at the same speed, only the time affecting their bodies and everyone else was allowed down.

I casually stroll up to a slowly moving Reyna and stabbed her, she having no chance at living. Ignoring the alarms blasting, the sound of Reyna's body falling and Hazel's shrieks as I unfreeze time. I slowly turn to a petrified Hazel with a grin that blows the maniac scale off the charts. Frank sees this and runs from the side room with the triggered alarm, wraps his arm around Hazel's waist protectively and draws his weapon.

My personal assassin style is one victim per sighting, so if course I flashed outta there.