Storm, Assassin of Chaos

5- Nico misses Percy. A lot.

"The answer's simple really. Perseus Achilles Jackson is right here!" I said while throwing off my hood and taking off my mask.

Silence. Then.

"I hate you." They all said at the same time. Then they pounced. I was under a pile of two demigods and a saytr. What fun. I wriggled my way out.

"I missed you guys. I wish I could've visited." I mumbled with tears in my eyes. I opened my arms and they immediately accepted my hug. I heard Grover sobbing happy tears.

"What happened? What happened after you left camp?" Nico mumbled in my chest.

"I was about to die. I was overwhelmed. Then the monsters dropped down dead. Chaos saved me. With an offer. To become his assassin. I accepted as long as I change my name. I'm sorry I never contacted you guys. I'm so sorry."

Thalia got out of the hug.

"Take off your cloak. Let me get a good look at you. I want to see how much you changed." She demanded. I wriggled off my cloak. I stood to the respectable height of 6"3. I had a lean swimmer body because I needed to be flexible but strong as well. My hair was longer now and messier as ever. My face had a long scar running down from my forehead to my nose and then the corner of my mouth.

"You're taller. And your hair is longer! It suits you!" Grover bleated. Thalia nodded in agreement, looking me up and down. I looked down and Nico was still in my hug.

"Nico, you can let go now."

"No." He mumbled. I chuckled at his antics and hugged him harder.

"Where did you get that scar?" Thalia asked suddenly.

"Some mission." I lied. The truth was much darker.

"Don't tell anyone of my identity." I said.

"You're not going to make us swear on River Styx?" Grover asked.

"No. I trust you guys not to tell anyone." I answered. Thalia and Grover smiled. I wasn't sure about Nico though. He was still hugging me.

"Nico, we need to go now. Unhook now." I ordered. He grumbled but followed. I put on my cloak and pulled my hood back on. I carefully put my mask back on. We walked to the cafeteria. It was filled with half-bloods. They all looked in our direction. I smirked under my mask and walked to The Elite squad's cabin. I opened my door and flopped onto my bed. And fell into a deep sleep.

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I jumped out of my bed. Nightmare. I thought. It was about my old life. When I was Percy Jackson, Savior of Olympus. I'm not him anymore. I'm Storm, Assassin of Chaos.

I shrugged the nightmare off, refusing to think about it. I went to my bathroom to brush my teeth. I was swaying on my feet. I was so exhausted. I have a bad feeling something's going to happen today. I guess I'll put on my bracelet that turns into armour just in case. I put on a clean cloak. I put my mask on and flipped my hood on. I put on my special belt which had my emergency weapons on it. Finally, I clipped on the cane sword.

I walked out of my cabin when... the conch horn blew. 3 times. Well, time for war.

I ran to the border and pushed my way forward. Millions and millions of monsters stood at the front. I could see a hydra, cyclops and many more. I un-sheathed my sword and ran towards the cyclops. I scrambled my way up to his head. I brought my sword up and swang it down. Splat. And I fell down covered in monster dust. Time to do this to all the others.

I stood in a mountain of dust. I felt victorious. But the battle wasn't over yet. So I went to work.

When the last monster was killed by yours truly, cheering of hundreds of demigods was heard. I obviously joined in. When the cheering stopped I grabbed a horn and spoke into it.

"Well done half-bloods! We have defeated these monsters with only our weapons. I would like to congratulate you on that! Although remember: we may have won the battle, but we haven't won the war. Let's change that!" I finished my mini speech. A moment of silence and then the cheering began. I was very proud of myself. I smiled.

"Right, everyone get some sleep. You never know the war might finish tomorrow." I put down the horn and went off to bed.