The door to my room opened suddenly, and in walked Chaos. His hood was off, and he looked...young. He looked around the age of 20, had messy dark brown hair, purple tinted blue eyes, and a permanent smirk on his face. His eyes sparkled like he was about to do something crazy-but awesome.

"I-Lord Chaos," I say, scrambling off the bed and kneeling down infront of him. He snorted.

"Get up, Jackson," he said. I stood up confused, and his eyes were filled with laughter.

"Don't call me Lord, call me just Chaos. And don't bow, I don't like my warriors bowing to me," he says. I nod and sit down on the edge of my bed, looking at him.

"Why did you bring me back? I deserved the fields of punishment," I say, hanging my head. He put his hand under my chin and picked it up, so I was looking him right in the eyes.

"You do not deserve any punishment, otherwise I wouldn't of brought you here. Would you like to know what really happened?" He asks. I look at him confused. He looks at me solemnly. He waves his hand infront of me and images fill my mind. I see what happened from someone's point of view watching me. I had been charmspoken. Shane had made me kill people-go after Annabeth. I saw him pouring drinks and making my friends hate me, and making Annabeth kiss Shane. But still, the rest of the camp made their own choice to betray me. Even though I still loved Annabeth...

Once the images were over, I looked at Chaos.

"So I died, lost Annabeth, lost all my friends, lost my life, because a new kid wanted power and charmspoke me to kill people?" I say gritting my teeth. Chaos nods sadly. I curl my hands into fist.

"But your life isn't lost Percy, its right here. You can save worlds, galaxies, go on missions, and live with your old friends. And you will become a Chaos Warrior," Chaos says. I nod, and a smile tugs at the corner of my mouth.

"Thank you Lord-um, I mean, thank you Chaos," I say. He smiles and looks at me gravelly.

"Are you ready?" He asks. I nod and close my eyes, bracing myself for anything. But when Chaos touches me, I feel no pain. Strength and power rush through me, and my vision is turned to bright gold flashes. I stand feeling the power coursing through my veins. I feel like I could take on an entire army of giants alone. When my vision clears everything is sharper, clearer. I see every little detail and hear things that are farther away like swords clanging in the distance. I look at Chaos and he looks at me almost disappointed.

"I...am I immortal?" I ask Chaos. He laughs.

"You are, but you can still die in battle and get hurt. You don't have ichor, but...basically you have the blessing of Artemis, but from me," he explains. I nod and sit down on the bed again, my thoughts swirling around my head.

"Why do you look...disappointed?" I ask Chaos. He instantly stands up straighter and his eyes resume their normal sparkle.

"Oh, nothing," he says. "Percy, I have thought long and hard about your new name. I hope you like it," he says. I nod ready.

"Omega," he says, "welcome to the Chaos Warriors." He starts to leave

"Wait, Chaos," I say. He turns around and smiles. "Thank you," I repeat. He similes and walks out.

Doneeee

-Amber❤️