The Unknown ( A Percy Jackson Fanfic )

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Ok I am profusely sorry for not updating this story for weeks. If I update frequently it means I have no CST TESTINGS LEFT.

OK I'm sorry my brain hurts I just used a hard vocabulary word lol...

Anyway here's the chapter...

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The next few days of Percy's life was better than he had expected it to be. Not only he had made peace with his children but Chaos as well. Chaos had explained to him that the Delta guy was not her lover, at first he didn't believe her. There was a high possibility it did happen, but of course one kiss from Chaos is all it took for Percy to believe her(though he made sure to read her mind first, he was a genius like that). Then one by one he made sure his kids knew that he was sorry for not being in their lives for eons, however he did not expect them to forgive him. But alas fate was in his side, and they forgave him. Although forgiven, he was tasked by his kids to never leave them again ever, of course he accepted. He wasn't gonna make the same mistake again.

Then Moros, his now favorite child(don't tell anybody) gave him a tour of the planet. It only took about 3 days for the tour but it was worth it. He liked how they made the planet with no terrain, just clear fields of civilizations. Moros had also explained to him that all of the people that lived in the planet, were soldier who fight for what was right. Though he criticized how badly equipped they were. They only had a pair of blasters, a shield, and a stuck up sword that couldn't even cut anything. He made a mental note to himself to make new swords for the soldiers when he had time.

Then Chaos had introduced him to the commander and generals of the intergalactic forces. At first they were weary of him, probably thinking he would blast them his powers, but then as the time flew past their weariness had been diminished and all what was left was amazement. You're probably thinking how he managed to make the soldiers like him? It was easy he told him he was Percy Jackson then boom! They all looked up to him. He guessed that his old life was probably really famous here with the deeds and all, though he made sure to tell them not to treat him like a royalty just because he was a legend. Once he met all the generals already(he didn't really remember their names, it was all in alien language that he couldn't even understand he wasn't a language geek), he made sure to introduce himself to the soldiers(there was about millions of them in a field, yeah that's right he knew how to count). Once he said he was Percy Jackson they all looked at him with some kind of amazement, though some of them looked at him in envy, he made sure to ignore that he didn't really need more haters than he should.

At the moment he was in bed taking a nap from the vigorous paperwork he had finished, yeah that's right the almighty Percy Jackson had done paperwork because someone threatened him to. Usually he was the one threatening the opponent but if it was Chaos you'll learn not to mess with her.

The room he was in was big in Percy's standards, it was 20 feet wide and 40 feet high with the exterior walls decorated with fishes and other sea animal. The ceiling was curved into a dome, though he wondered how they did it last time he checked they didn't have this kind of rooms in the palace. They were all flat and had a chandelier in the middle. He liked those rooms, it wasn't as lonely as the room he was in. In his point of view those rooms were better, Chaos must have presumed that he liked big rooms even though he didn't.

As he laid in his bed he couldn't help but miss his palace and his knights it had been so long since he had seen those little bastards. He wondered where they were at the moment, he guessed they were probably having a party without him, it wasn't fair. He was here doing tiring paperwork and they were at the palace having fun. Heck he would even trade his sword just to avoid doing paperwork for Chaos, it wasn't that he didn't like doing work, it was just to boring for his liking. He was more of a killing machine guy, not a sit-in-chair-and-work-guy.