Chapter 2 - Chaos

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Percy woke up laying on the floor of my office. A look around the room confirmed that Travis hadn't noticed he was awake yet, and Percy saw that we were talking about something he probably couldn't hear. Travis was the last to hear him groan and turned, starting by greeting him. "Y'know, I had to carry you all the way here, and man, Perce, are you heavy."

Percy scowled. "Ha ha, very funny."

We were interupted by an IM flashing into the room, in the view of both Percy and myself. He quickly snapped to apply his mask before the IM formed, and Travis did the same before joining him in the frame.

Of course. It was Drama Queen. I hate this guy. He is just so annoying! And I know the team agreed with me. Who wouldn't?

"Lord Chaos! Thank god!"

"Thank Chaos," I corrected under my breath. Percy stifled his laugh, but Travis wasn't so lucky. Zeus didn't appear to hear my comment.

"We need help. Camp is under attack. There's someone new, something, that's a lot harder to beat than the past two wars. And," He sucked in a breath, "Tartarus has infiltrated Olympus."

Travis immediatly fell to the ground, dragging Percy with him laughing loudly. For a moment I thought he was hurt, but soon realize that is shoulders were shaking in humor and not tears. I felt the same. My god. Zeus was so ignorant!

For the first time, Zeus noticed the two. "Who are they?" He asked, pointing. Show some politness! How could my grandchild be so rude?

When Percy calmed down, he stood to answer the question. "I am Neos, and this is Farsa." Zeus scoffed. I chuckled.

"Don't forget Prince of the Universe, defeater of 32,586 tyrants on 30,749 planets, traveler of the multiverse, my son, winner of 18,010 wars, Commander of the Chaos Army, lifter of the dead, third most powerful being in the universe, and more than you could ever dream." I added on to Percy's statement. Zeus was left shocked. Percy was embaressed, as he didn't like giving his full title to others.

Just then, Tartarus popped into the IM. "Hey little bro! What's up? I see Farsa's there as well, how's my honorary little brother doing?" He adressed the boys. I pouted. No recognition for his own father?

"Don't worry Dad, I haven't forgotten about you. Just checking in with Neos first." It was like he could read my mind.

"I can Dad." Tartarus dead-panned. Percy broke it up by responding to Tartarus's original question.

"I'm doing good, Tarty." Tartarus's, or Tarty, (as Percy liked to call him) happy expression was replaced by a sour one.

"Don't call me that!" Percy chuckled. "Make me."

"If that's what you want..."

Tartarus flashed over to my office, and the two boys started wrestling, Travis watching from the sidelines and occasionally cheering.

"Don't encourange them Farsa!" I scolded. I turned back to Zeus and tuned them out.

"So what do you want me to do? I can't personally help with this 'war' of yours. You know that." Zeus shook his head.

"I want your army." I concidered this, but came to a quick decision.

"Fine. You'll get my army. But only on some conditions. I'll be over soon to discuss them." I swiped through the IM and turned to the three of them.

"Meeting in the battle room in one hour. Don't be late."

Percy snorted. "Like you won't be."

"I heard that!"

"It's true though." Tartarus jumped in. "They're right," Travis stated, smirking. Before the boys could gang up on me, I flashed to Olympus.

So much for a relaxing week. I sighed. Might as well get this over with.

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