Knights of Nine

WATCHERS: THALIA GRACE

Welcome to a new (and hopefully much better) Chaos story!

Something you must know: this is not long after the war with Gaea, but it has a different ending cause its my AU. So no Trials Of Apollo stuff and problems going on (at least not that I have planned).

Also yes this is a one shot I wrote a while ago. I'm using the same sort of idea in the background so instead of taking time to explain it since it's not a key point. You can simply read the one shot. (There will be more short one shotty watcher things later ).

Also there is meaning to the cover. It's a tarot card and when upside down it  means (according to Wikipedia):

If the card is shown in an ill-dignified or reversed manner then it has a different meaning. When turned this way it means distrust, suspicion, despair, misery or malice. Total isolation away from comfort and help: institutionalization, suicide, imprisonment and isolation.

So enjoy!

-Jaz

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PROLOGUE: WATCHERS

There wasn't much hope left as she laid there waiting for a monster to bite her head off. She was weaponless and surrounded. But then she was saved in the most unlikely of ways.

By becoming a tree.

The lighting didn't bring pain. But she felt something surrounding her. Protecting her like a second skin.

When she opened her sharp blue eyes darkness surrounded her.

Am I dead? She wondered vaguely. She sat up slowly already feeling dizzy.

"Careful child, the journey here must have been draining."

She turned sharply ignoring her dizziness, and throbbing head. The darkness seemed to melt in her peripriphel vision and came to the front of her sight line leaving the room stark white in its wake. The black- now blob soon flowed in a shape becoming the outline of a person.

She watched shocked as the blob figure solidified into a woman. Her eyes were closed but she wore a pair of jeans, shirt, jacket, and combat boots all in variations of black. Her hair was pulled back I n a pony tail and it color was just as strange, it was white at the root and grew darker until it was black at the end. Not to mention that her skin was pitch black. When the women opened her eyes, galaxies made up her eyes which changed scenes each time she blinked.

The woman smiled with blinding white teeth. "Hello Thalia Grace."

Thalia blinked unsure what to say or do.

"I am Chaos," the woman said. "Creator of all. I welcome you to the Void."

"The Void?" Thalia repeated confused.

Chaos nodded. "The Void. I am The Void and The Void is me. Have you never wondered where immortals go when their time is up? They fade and return to where everything started. They return to me."

"But I'm not an immortal," Thalia said confused.

"No you're not an immortal," Chaos replied with a smile. "Nor immortal, not yet anyway. You my dear, are here because you have been chosen."

"Chosen? What for?" Thalia asked finally getting to her feet. She swayed and Chaos was at her side instantly. Chaos helped Thalia to sit on a bed- which Thalia swore wasn't there before.

The room had changed. She now sat on a bed of a bedroom which she swore hadn't been there.

Chaos stepped back and pulled a chair up to the bed and sat herself on it. "You have been chosen to be a Watcher."