Percy Jackson Prince of the Universe

The Legion

Hi guys.......*hides in the corner* PLEASE DONT KILL ME!....I'm soooooo sorry for not updating, I was so stressed at school and I had a major writers block. I keep forgetting to update this story. But since I owe you guys here's a short chapter  which I just made hours before my Biology report which is FREAKING HARD!

This chapter is unedited

PJO and HOO belongs to Rick Riordan

3rd Person p.o.v

3745 years later......

A cloaked figure was gracefully jumping from one roof to the other, quietly following a girl which he suspected was a part of a well known group called the Legion. The legion is a group were unwanted demigods, monster, humans, etc. are trained to become cold, dark, ruthless murderers in order to get their revenge. They also kill innocent people just to sent fear into the hearts of the others. He wanted to investigate this himself so that he may be able to restore balance and to be able to stop another war from happening again.

He watched as his target kept on looking behind her back as if she's expecting someone to appear out of nowhere. She ran at the dark alleyway. Her heartbeat thumps loudly in the silent night, her wet face is covered with sweat but she didn't bother to stop and take a breath. She just kept on running, unknown of the assassin that is following her.

She ran in different directions and take a few twists and turns until she stop at what looks likes a huge abandoned building. She stayed outside for a few seconds trying to catch her breath, and when she looks presentable enough she knocked on the door 3 times, then another 4 knocks, and another 2 knocks. The door slightly opened and a buff man appeared at the slightly opened door.

"Password?" The man asked with a gruff voice.

"We love fear, we love blood, we enjoy the screams of innocents, we don't fear death, we won't show mercy. We are betrayed, we are forgotten, we are unwanted, and we shall had our revenge, we are the Legion fear us" said the girl as if she said that password a hundred times.

"Identify yourself" said the man

"My name is Jaramiah one of the top scouts of the south legion, I had found some important information that our master would like to know." The girl Jaramiah said while grabbing a tattered envelope from her dark brown coat, The envelope has some sort of seal that made the buff man eyes widened. Jaramiah quickly returned the envelope to her pocket and she tapped her foot at the floor impatiently.

The buff man studied her for a few more minutes, staring coldly at while Jaramiah just gave him a bored look. The man gave a satisfied grunt and he opened the door slowly revealing his full armored body.

The girl then entered the facility without looking back. She studied the walls were filled with dark red decor, heads of different types of species, and many more. There was also some very deadly weapons attached at the wall. She then whistled a soft tune as she continued her journey to her masters office.

While she was walking, she didn't hear the faint sound of a sword embedding itself to a hard substance. She didn't heard the gurgling scream of a man slowly dying by a sword in his neck and something falling and landing with a soft thud sound in the ground.

No she didn't notice anything for she was too focused on delivering the envelope. As she reached her destination her whistling stopped. Sounds of people chatting can be heard from the other side. She examined  the huge dark wooden door that contains carvings of people being murdered brutally by monsters and humans alike. She inhaled deeply trying to calm herself before pushing the humongous doors.

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Meanwhile, a dark cloaked man just finished killing a guard, trying to be silent as possible while doing so. He was slightly annoyed because the man made gurgling sounds when he's mouth was filled with his own blood. So to stop him from creating more noise he grab his sword and he cut the guard's head off.

He then sheath his sword back and he walked passed the corridors ignoring the rather gruesome decoration on the walls. Using his heightened senses, he sniffed the smell of the girl Jaramiah, he then followed her scent and he stopped when he was able to see her. He hid in the shadows as he watch the girl open a huge wooden oak door. He watched as Jaramiah disappeared from his sight at the girl entered the room.

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All the talking immediately ceased as Jaramiah entered the room with her head looking down. She walked with her head looking at the cracked marble floor. She slowly walked and she stopped when she was about half way near the huge throne. She kneeled, she didn't look upon her master because she was too scared that his master would kill her for disobeying orders. She can hear the silent whispers of the people inside the room.

"Rise, and tell me your name little girl" his cold deep voice echoes at the huge throne room.

She slowly rise from her previous position and she slowly lift up her head. She looked at her masters dark black eyes with a bit of red sparks in the side. His eyes were filled with madness and his smile was not warm and welcoming but rather cold and cruel. He's pale white skin can even resemble a corpse, he has abnormally huge muscles underneath his long dark red (he reaally like the color red Lols XD) cape (not that super hero cape -_-) that touches the floor. His clothes are tainted with blood, and he's hand was restlessly laid on top of the hilt of his sword which seems to emit an aura of darkness. The master that stood right in front of her was no ordinary master. Her master is a god.

"I am Jaramiah, one of the top scout at the south legion Master ....."

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The cloaked figure entered the room stealthily, he didn't want to be noticed so he hid in the shadows. He examined each and every one of the people/monsters that are present. All of them are wearing cold masks that shows no signs of emotion. He watched as Jaramiah slowly approached the throne with her head bend down. The cloaked man decided to get nearer for there are too many people/monsters that is covering his view.

The man decided to get nearer so that he may see what's going on. He walked passed through the crowd, and when he's near enough, the sight gave him the shock of his whole immortal life. No he can't be alive! His father had already sent his very essence into the black hole! He can't be powerful enough to rise again, it would take a millennia for him to reform again...it is impossible! Many thought entered the cloaked mans mind. But The one sitting in the throne made of human bones made it clear that this was no dream, the master,  is none other than...

"Void....."

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Author Note:

Wew Finally I finished it! It took me about 2 hours trying to come up with a better plot. But it looks like I failed. It seems my grammar keeps getting worse 😪 well I hope you enjoy this story and I will see you guys in the next chapter

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