Do I Know You? - PJO fanfic - Chaos' Assassin story

Chapter 12

I swear. I didn't even get to take two steps out of my tent before I was stopped by the Seven. I internally cursed. It was too early in the morning.

"Who are you?!" Annabeth asked me with crossed arms. Yup, too early for this shit. I glanced at the rest of the Seven who were staring at me with crossed arms. Even Nico Di Angelo was here.

"Uh.." I looked back at her. "I'd like that to be a secret." I said.

"You can't just come here and not tell us who you are, and then expect us to trust you!" Frank blurted out. I was surprised, I had never imagined Frank to be one to just get pissed easily. But I guess people change over eight hundred years... I mean, I have. I looked at him, not saying a word, which seemed to drive him crazy.

"He's right, we know who the Soldiers of Chaos is, but we don't know who you are," Hazel said, her voice a bit harsh.

"That is because, if I reveal my identity my enemies would be able to track down the people I love, and attack them." I said. It was true, if any of my enemies knew who Zale was, the people I loved would be used against me. I couldn't let that happen.

"It doesn't matter," Piper said, "We'll figure it out eventually. We know you've been to Camp Jupiter." Suddenly Frank's eyes lit up, I frowned but he hurried away. Hazel and the rest of the Seven and Nico looked confused after him. What was he planning? I looked at them then tried to walk away but Annabeth caught my arm. I turned and looked at her, her gray eyes looked at me with a determined look.

"I will find out who you are no matter what." She said then let go of my arm. I turned around and walked away. I couldn't deal with this, it was seven in the morning and this was the first thing that happened. I needed some food.

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I yawned, finally able to feel my essence building up to a firm form. I could feel my hands and legs. Soon. Soon I would be able to rise. Phoebe did a stunning job in attacking Camp Half-Blood. Soon enough the camp would fall and not even Chaos' puny soldiers would be able to stop me. Not even the so-called assassin. No one could stop me from rising. Soon I would open my eyes and place my feet on the surface of Earth again. And this time no one would tear me into pieces.

Just one more attack and the camp would get weakened, and I would be able to blast the assassin of Chaos into oblivion. I would make my Father fade, somehow. I would find a way. And no one could ever stop me.

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Yup, this day just became even more shitty. Seven in the morning the Seven came and demanded to know who I was. After that I had gotten some food, but after that the Soldiers of Chaos came over to me and demanded that I reveal who I was. I had told them no, then Delta also known as Luke had tried to grab my hood and pull it down. I had immediately grabbed his wrist and twisted it around, forcing him to have his back to me, with his arm in an angle so if I wanted to I could break it. Which I didn't do, because then they wouldn't trust me at all. Of course I understood why everyone wanted to know who I was, but I couldn't get myself to reveal myself. I just couldn't do it. After giving them a threat that if they ever tried to do that again I would personally rip them apart, I had gone to train in the arena. I was hacking and slashing and shooting at some training dummies, when Frank Zhang interrupted me. I internally groaned. I was getting tired of this.

"What?" I asked annoyed.

He looked a bit nervous but grabbed a sword, "Wanna spar?" He asked and looked at me. I glanced at the sword then nodded.

"Sure." With that we got into a fighting stance. I slowly circled around with him, his eyes not leaving me. His fighting stance was good, but I suppose it was when you were a son of Mars. After a few minutes of circling each other I lunged forward at him, ready to cut him into two, but Frank was quick and blocked my attack. I ducked as he went for my head. It went like this for a few minutes, Frank forcing me in between offense and defensive. We danced back and forth. I pressed my sword against his, he tried to push back. Frank looked at me, pressing me back.

"Will told me.." He said, struggling clear in his voice as he tried to get my sword away from his throat. "That you have a SPQR tattoo," not again! I pressed further forcing him back, but he stood his ground. "and there was a trident on your arm." He said. I widened my eyes and faltered, giving Frank an opening and pushed me back, his sword going for my neck. In the last second I blocked his attack. "I have only known one person in my entire life who has a trident on his arm." He said and slashed at me, I jumped back.

"Who?" I asked.

"Percy Jackson." He answered and tried to disarm me. I went out of his reach and jumped at him. This was not good.

"Percy Jackson?" I asked innocently. He nodded and blocked my attack. "And why are you telling me this?" I asked.

"Come on Percy.. I know it's you." He said, causing me to stumble over his words and become unfocused. I didn't get a chance to block his attack and his sword went to my neck. Stopping so I could feel the cold gold against my neck. I was frozen in my spot.

"You.. Think I'm Percy?" I asked, trying to sound like I was gonna laugh. This was definitely not good. If he knew he would tell everyone else.

"I know it's you Jackson," he looked at me. I looked into his eyes, trying to see if he was kidding. I only found confidence and.. a slight bit of doubt. But I could tell he really believed it was me.

"My name is not Percy Jackson. It's Zale." I said. "I'm no Greek hero. I'm an assassin."

"An assassin can still be a hero," He said, lowering his sword. "Don't lie to me, Perce."

I sighed and he smiled victoriously. "Frank... I swear I am not Percy Jackson." I said and looked him in the eyes. His smile faltered.

"Then take your hood off." He said.

"I'm sorry, but I can't."

"Yes you can."

"No I cannot, I cannot risk revealing my identity. My enemies would use it against me." I lowered my sword and it disappeared in my hand. "Please just believe me." I sounded tired. Which I was. I was tired of lying to them. Tired of saying why I can't reveal my identity. Frank looked at me with narrowed eyes, then nodded.

"Okay," He said. "Thanks for the spar," I nodded and he turned around and began walking away. I looked after him, standing in the middle of the arena, all alone.

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I know it may be short, but I hope you enjoyed reading it <3

-Leo<3