Filius Chaos

Prolouge: The day it all went down

A/N: Totally not me stealing a lyric from the PJO musical.

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Third Person POV (omniscient):

The campers slowly make their way to their respective cabins, the path lit with moonlight. Only one camper remains as the hot coals cool in the cold night...

Third Person POV (limited) Percy:

Percy watched as the red glow of the embers disappeared, captured by the dark night. He sighed, again no one stayed behind. No one wanted to be seen alone with the camps resident loser. His Roman friends were at Camp J, while Will, Nico and Clarisse were on a quest to find a Half-blood. His other friends, Travis, Conner, and Katie were at school, only one week until they came back.

And Leo. Leo was a whole other story. He popped in from time to time, but he hadn't visited for a month. Percy didn't know what he was up to. He would have thought Leo was finding Calypso, but that thought had diminished when he remembered they had broken up, but decided to stay friends.

Percy sighed. It had only been a week since his brother had been found dead in a clearing, found by Percy. Of course Dallas had somehow managed to put the blame on him. Some campers believed Percy. Chiron believed Percy. Heck! Even Mr. D believed Percy! But no, the newer campers, which happened to be majority of them, all believed Dallas. The lying, scheming, annoying son of Enyo.

~~Flashback~~ (Imagine that wavy thing that comes)

Percy trekked through the forest, trying to find something to fight. He had never seen the forest so...void of life. No trees swayed in the wind, no animal made a sound, as if something horrible had happened, as if the forest itself had died.

He shook himself out of his thoughts. It meant nothing. He looked around him, realising this was the same path he had taken when he had he been looking for Nico. Without Grover or Annabeth that is. He sighed at least he was close to the clearing.

The clearing was a beautiful place. A ring of multiple trees encased it, with a canopy of leaves. There were flowers on every inch of the ground, ranging from Hyacinths to dandelions. The dryads and nereids laughed and talked near the lake. It was a cheerful environment. Percy wondered how no one had found it.

Looking around once again, he found himself just outside the clearing. He walked in expecting to be alone. He was, but not in a way he liked. No animals moved. No tree spirits danced. No Nereids giggled.

Percy looked in horror at the body of his younger brother. His neck was snapped, and he had his ring finger cut off. He flinched at the sight and nearly puked. Percy slowly knelt down. He held his brothers hand as he cried. It seemed as though the forest reflected his mood. A harsh wind picked up. Growls could be heard all round. The forest was reflecting his anger.

"Percy!" A voice yelled. A voice he recognised. It was Annabeth. His wise girl. But now she stared at him in horror. "Wh-What have you done!" she screeched. (fvcking banshee istg)

He looked at her shocked. "An-Annabeth it wasn't me" he tried to explain his voice cracking. "I was looking for a monster but found A-Alan instead. J-just lying there."

She glared at me. "Don't lie Percy! You have blood on you! There was no one around it had to be you!" she screamed. "It's the only logical solution!"

"What are you doing here anyway?" He asked her.