•Bloodlust•

Peace

Hey guys, I just wanted to say a huge thank you to all those who have read and voted on my story! And everyone who commented, a HUGE thank you because it has really helped me get more confidence with my writing! I would also like to say a special shout out to Megkingk as she has commented on so many of my chapters and asked for updates! Thank you so much!!! Anyway...I promised her another update sooooo...here we gooooooooo! (Read in Peter Pans voice). By the way, the picture at the top/side is an amazing quote I found on the internet, so I drew it for all you readers and the video is one of Percy's new fave songs!

Percy's POV:

Seeing their faces, full of disgust and fear as I finally revealed the true me to them, it tore my heart right out of my chest. Or...what was left of it anyway. Blackjack followed me as I flew away from them all, like the coward I was, but I think he understood that I wanted to be alone as after a while he flew back to Chaos' Realm and I was left alone with my thoughts.

I knew I had to go see everyone soon, if only to let them know I would be operating from a distance now, as Chaos' Assassin and Commander, but without actually seeing people because I didn't want to see the disgust on their faces. One good thing had come out of my reveal though, I could now control the demons inside, and change at will. That eased some of the burden off my chest. Changing course, I headed towards Olympus.

~~~~~~~~~~~At Olympus~~~~~~~~~~

Stepping into the throne room, a hush immediately fell over the crowds of demigods and warriors, who I realised had revealed themselves. Yet again, I had spoiled things. I had interrupted a joyful family reunion and stopped festivities.

My boots echoed on the marble floor as I advanced to the thrones of the gods. There, I knelt before Chaos, my wings furled tightly against my back and waited.

"Omega...well done. Today you have saved us all from a fate worse than death. I know what you desire and I am granting it to you. Be free." Chaos spoke solemnly, but kindly, and I felt a rush of gratitude for him. Nodding my thanks to him I stood and summoned all my energy. A glowing sphere the colour of the sea on a stormy day expanded in my palms and I released it at a space opposite the horseshoe of thrones. A bright flash filled the air and when it cleared, a magnificent throne stood in its place. It was made of obsidian and was darker than Tartarus and edged with sea green. Gilded gold engravings spiraled along the armrests and back and a black silk cushion rested on the seating area. At the edge of the armrests were skulls to rest my hands on, showing my darker side, while black wings engraved with shadow fire rose from behind. It. Was. Breathtaking.

I turned and bowed to the room, allowing a sad smile to grace my features, before fading away into the darkness.

Annabeth's POV:

He had gone. He just came back and now he was gone. The word echoed through my mind, torturing me. I had never got to tell him I still loved my seaweed brain. Mark had tricked me with a love potion and now he was gone again! When I asked where he had gone, Chaos said he had gone back to his planet, to live as Commander from a distance, as he thought we all hated him now. I had thought I was upset but Poseidon had thrown a rage, angry that he hasn't even gotten to talk to his son now that he had 'risen from the dead'. We had all been counting on seeing and apologising to Percy when he was freed from Gaia, but being the seaweed brain that he was, he thought we hated him, just because he had new wings and red skin. I chuckled at that. He had looked pretty badass with his weapons and all. Then a voice entered my mind.

Yes, he was rather nice looking wasn't he. I can help you get him back. Just do as I say. Go to the rose garden on Oympus. Make a fire and throw your bead necklace and drakon bone sword into it. Then repeat after me... I Annabeth Chase, architect of Olympus, one of the prophesied seven, daughter of Athena and survivor of Tartarus hereby pledge my allegiance to the Pit and give my mind over to him to do as he pleases with. I swear this oath on the River Styx for eternity, never to be broken.

As if in a dream, I did as he said,my mind already focused on what I would say to my seaweed brain when I saw him. In my mind I saw his laughing face, eyes filled with mirth, a cheeky smile and messy black hair. But then the vision changed. It was still Percy, but different. His eyes were a deep black and his hair was no longer messy but cut military style and the edges dyed a vivid red. He was smirking now, but it twisted his features and made him even crueller. A girl stood next to him. Her stormy grey eyes were filled with hatred and her face twisted into the same smirk. Her blond hair hung to her waist, but dead straight and the edges dyed crimson, like Percy's. I realised with a shock that they were holding hands and stood in front of an army, facing a burnt camp with the 'great Chaos, ruler of the universes' on his knees in shackles before them. It was me! A jolt ran through me as I realised I wanted this. I wanted this with a vengeance. A smile twisted my lips as I turned and headed down towards the elevator to the mortal world, turning my back on Olympus and welcoming the darkness that invaded my mind. The voice had helped me recognise my true self, and now I was set on a course that led only to destruction and ruin, with my seaweed brain by my side.