What Did We Do?

Chapter 8

"Does she know?" He addresses Luke.

"No, we were about to tell her when Chaos distracted us."

"Okay. Annabeth, I am-" He's cut off by a flash in front of us.

"I wish they would stop interrupting me like that." He mumbles, before turning to greet our guest.

He's an old man wearing white robes edged with gold. He holds a golden staff with one wizened hand. With the other hand he lowers his hood. Under the hood he has a long white beard and long white hair. By white I mean PURE white. His eyes are closed, but when we approach him he opens them. His eyes... They are white, but when I look into them they flash gold. Not Kronos gold, but... They flash again, to silver this time, and I'm thrown into a torrent of images.

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Percy is walking in the forest. A figure flashes in. Percy bows.
"Lord Chaos. Why are you here?" Chaos pauses for a long moment.
"Lord Chaos?" Chaos pauses again before answering.
"Just call me Chaos, son?"
"Son?" Percy is clearly confused.
"Yes, son. You are my son."

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"Take your pick, my son." Two hooded figures survey a line of people. The shorter of the two steps forwards and drops his hood. It's Percy. A few people gasp. A shadowy figure comes out from where it was hiding against the wall, and smacks them across the shoulder blades with a whip. Percy gasps.
"Father! Make it stop!" The taller one, Chaos I guess, scrunches up his nose, but beckons the creature over. It proceeds cautiously and stops in front of Chaos, standing at attention. Chaos screams at it in another language for a minute, then proceeds to take out a very scary looking knife and slashes it several times. It doesn't explode into dust, like I thought it would, but stays standing at attention, although bleeding profusely. Chaos claps his hands, and it disappears.
"I sent it to the dungeons. I'll tor- visit it later. I instructed it to treat them with respect, as all of them are superior to it in many ways."
"Thank you, Father." Percy feeds the wounded ambrosia and calls out a few names.
"Zoë. Silena. Beckendorf. Bianca. Luke. Calypso."

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"Meet my wife and sister, End." Chaos points to a beautiful woman.
"Nice to meet you... Mother?" Percy says uncertainly.
"Oh no." She laughs. "Sally Jackson is still your mother." She frowns. "As you are the only child Chaos has fathered to another woman, I forgave him..."

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Chaos stands over a heap on the ground. It's whimpering. Chaos, not deterred, raises his arm. He brings it down, holding a whip.
Delivering a lash with every syllable he says, "You. Nearly. Gave. Us. Away."
"I- I'm sorry brother..." The heap raises its head. It's End.
Again, delivering a lash with every syllable ."I don't care if you're 'sorry'. You nearly gave us away!"
"But brother... That's how we always treat them... Worse, actually..."
"But the boy isn't used to it! We will change him enough, but no beating the slaves in his presence until then!"
"Y-yes brother."
"And change out of that form while I punish you!"
"Y-you're not done?" Chaos laughs.
"Oh, brother. I'm not even started yet."
End shivers and quickly morphs into a male.
"I'll enjoy this Order, very much so. And when I'm done with you, I'll go and 'visit' your little minion..."

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"Percy."
"Fluctus." Percy quickly corrects Chaos.
"Fluctus, then. I'm sorry to say, but, Annabeth has died, in an ambush by dracanae." Chaos says indifferently.
"W-what?"
"You heard me." Percy stares at him for a moment, before bursting into tears. Luke comes running into the room.
"What happened?" Percy just shakes his head and continues crying.
"Chaos?" Luke asks frantically.
"Annabeth Chase, who I believe you know, has died. She was ambushed by dracanae."
"No! This CANNOT be happening! My poor little Annie..." Luke sinks down, crying. The other warriors come running in, probably wondering why the two strongest warriors are crying.
"What happened?" Zoë practically screams.
"Annabeth Chase has died in an ambush."
"Oh no..." Silena says softly, and moves to Percy, rubbing comforting circles on his back while he cries.
"I know how much you loved her Percy." Percy looks up.
"Love! I love her, not loved." He says fiercely, then dissolves into tears again. A similar thing is going on between Calypso and Luke on the other side of the room.

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"Fluctus, your team and you, plus subsection 18:h of our army must go on a special mission. To Earth. Gaia and Kronos have teamed up with Nyx and Erebus, and they plan to release Typhon. I have told them that you can defeat Typhon, but I don't think that they know that there are two Primordials against them. Zeus may have 'forgotten' to tell them that."
"Okay Father. When do we leave?"
"Now."

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I am Void. Father of Chaos and Order, End and Beginning. I have shown you these images so you know why the love of your life left, and what he was doing all these years.

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I jolt back to consciousness. The others are kneeling on front of this man- Void, I remember- so I do too. Void is talking to Fluctus, but all I can think of is one thing.

Fluctus is Percy. Percy is Fluctus. They are one and the same.

A/N Hi guys! I promised -_Lady_Artemis_- and Lou_Ellen_ (previously fangirllamajor) that I would update by Wednesday, so here it is! This is dedicated to Lady_Artemis_. The answer to last chapter's question was obtuse. This chapter's question isn't the same style as usual. It is:
Q: How old do you think I am, by my writing style and vocabulary?
Lou_Ellen_, starshi11, scharles1, _coolk_, and Lady_Artemis_ aren't allowed to answer, as they know my age.
Peace Out!
~Apollo_The_Awesome