What Did We Do?

Chapter 2

"We are Chaos' Army, the Nightstalkers and we are here to aid you in your battle against Nyx and Erebus" He says, enuciating every syllable clearly.

I detect a hint of surprise when he sees me but he covers it well. Hmm...

"W-What?" I stammer.

"Ah, I see. Zeus neglected to say that this battle was against the two Primordials."

"Zeus!" Most of the gods and goddesses round on him.

"Um..."

"Save it, Drama Queen." The leader says.

At this my eyes well up with tears, and Rachel puts her arms around me.

"Her boyfriend used to call Zeus that all the time. One day he went for a walk in the woods and never came back. Now, she goes and looks for him as often as she can." She explains.

"Oh" he says, "I'm sorry for your loss." but in his eyes I can see something... Regret? Surprise? Anger?

"Anyways. Welcome to Camp Half-Blood! Now, I'm assuming you're all demigods" I phrase it as a statement, not a question.

"All except one, but she was granted immortality along with the rest of us." He says.

"Um, I was wondering if you would introduce yourselves?" I say cautiously. After all, they ARE immortals.

"Okay. Let's see..."

"Geez, Fluctus! Can't even remember your own name!" One of his soldiers shouted.

"Shut it, Heros!" He- Fluctus, I guess- yells back.

"Fluctus? As in wave?" says Jason.

"Yes"

"May I ask why?" Jason askes politely.

"Well, I'm the Primordial of Tides, Currents, Water and Loyalty. I'm also the son of Chaos"

Excitement ripples through the crowd.

"Anyway, the others. Heros, Primordial of Fallen Heroes." He indicates to the soldier that called out earlier "Sidus, Primordial of Maidens" Here, Artemis looks at Sidus with approval "Mortuus, Primordial of Death. Pulchritudo, Primordial of Beauty." Aphrodite beams at her. "Emissarii, Primordial of Forges and Fire. Insula, Primordial of Healing." As Fluctus says each name, the respective soldier steps forward.

"Together we are the Nighthawks."

"Thank you for introducing yourselves. I am Annabeth Chase, Immortal daughter of Athena, Unofficial Leader of Camp Half-Blood. Now, where should you stay?"

"Perhaps, the soldiers could tell us their godly par-" Chiron's cut short by Fluctus.

"Thank you for your offer, but that won't be necessary. As the son of Chaos, I have the power of Creation." With that, he claps his hands and two black cabins appear.

"Nighthawks, in the smaller cabin. The rest of the Nighstalkers in the larger cabin" he barks.

The Nightstalkers stand at attention and march into their cabin. However, the Nighthawks wait at the front door of their cabin, waiting for Fluctus I assume.

"I'll be in soon." he says.

They walk into the cabin. I look at Rachel, and she gives me an understanding nod. She tells everyone to leave. Once they have dispersed, she looks at me then heads to the Big House.

I take a deep breath and turn to Fluctus. He's already looking at me, waiting for me to say something.

"Um, I understand that you've traveled the universe?" It comes out as a question and I mentally slap myself.

He nods affirmative.

'Have you, perhaps, seen a boy by the name Percy Jackson? Black hair, sea-green eyes, about my age?"

He responds with a heartbreaking "No."

As he turns to walk away I swear I hear him say "except every time I look in the mirror" under his breath. It can't be though.

As I head to Ancient Greek, which I teach, I take a detour past the Chaos cabin to look at the architecture. As I pass under an open window I hear voices.

"She should be dead!" Fluctus's voice wafts out of the window.

A/N Sorry for the long wait! I'm on my computer and I had this all typed out, but the page reloaded! I lost most of this chapter but I managed to type it out. Who do you think the 'she' is?

Also, I'm going to dedicate the next chapter to whoever answers this question correctly:

Q: How old is Percy by the END of 'The Titan's Curse'?

A: Well, if I tell you the answer here, it kind've defeats the purpose, doesn't it?

~Apollo_The_Awesome