[Edited-ish] Neka, a character from Epsilon's past. She had once worked for Omega, a being that calls himself the Destroyer. Scarred by her own past, she is secluded from the others, and because of her history they are wary. It's been three years since Epsilon's last visit to Earth and now they are called upon once more. Omega has been spotted and it is now up to them and their small crew to defeat him. Behind Neka's eyes there are secrets, secrets that could either make or break this quest. Most characters belong to Rick Riordan. Please do not request a certain pairing. Please do not steal my work. Not all details were my ideas.

''Sometimes being a false son, makes you a true person.'' I am Omega, the son of Chaos, the Commander of Chaos' army. I was given a mission, go to the planet earth, save the Olympians and demigods from Kronos and Geae. Simple, like every other mission I've done. I am going with my army, Alpha, Beta, Delta, Gamma, and Epsilon, the elite team. Yet my soldier's and I have a past on Earth, each one of us a were buried there, in betrayal and anger, and sadness. I like everyone else on my team was given a second chance. A second chance by Chaos. On Earth is my ex-girlfriend, who is probably making out with my step brother. There are my ex-best friends who are most likey going about their happy cheerful life, yet I doubt that. Its been five hundred years hence I lived on that dreadful planet, they must be dead. But I was wrong. One last thing you should probally know about me: My real name is Percy Jackson

[Edited-ish] Epsilon, champion of Chaos, leader of the Elite Team. His past, it's almost deafening. He thinks he has no heart, no soul, a broken soldier. But, there's something, a light in the darkness, shining through the gloom of his life. He just has to reach for it, and grab. It's been five hundred years since his betrayal and only on that fateful day, did the Fates decide it was time to go back to Earth. Hidden behind his hood, Epsilon is no more than a puppy in denial, but this pup has teeth and claws, and he can tear you limb from limb. All characters belong to Rick Riordan. Please do not request a certain pairing. Please do not steal my work. Not all details were my ideas.

Betrayal, pain, angst those were the feelings he felt, when the camp and chaos ask for help..what will he do Unlike any chaos story ALL RIGHTS TO RICK

I couldn't take it anymore, so I ran. And now I am Commander Ξεχαστ of chaos' army. In English it is spelt xechat. It means forget. Long ago you knew me as Percy Jackson, son of Posiedon, saviour of Olympus, survivor of the labyrinth, roman praetor I could go on... But everyone I loved betrayed me thought I wasn't good enough... Now I am Xechat, son of Chaos, commander of the εκλεκτοί or elektoi or if you want English elite squad, saviour of 1,984 planets, saviour of the universe I could go on for days. Now we have to go back to the one place I vowed I would never go again...

A being born from the Five Rivers of the Underworld, stronger than most gods, Feared by many. Always hiding, always there. An immortal being that carries out the will of the Rivers. Stronger than a First-Born of a god. Much stronger. He is made of the Essence of the rivers. But he was not always like this. He was once a demigod, the most powerful demigod. He was respected by many and feared by his many enemies. But a hero's fate is always tragic. His fate was no different and he became someone else. He is now Raze, the Champion and Heart of the Rivers, a deity in his own right. But who was he? This ill fated hero? That was Perseus Jackson, Hero of Olympus. The greatest hero to walk the Earth. But fate is cruel. He is now Raze, the immortal bringer of Judgement. You can call him Raze, but only Raze. If you call him Percy, consider yourself lucky if he doesn't respond. Because much worse could happen to you. Much worse. He has changed a lot and it is their fault. They want him back? Too late.

Chaos told me to never think of the moment again, but it was all I could ever do. Even after fivehundred years of immortality, it pained me as much like it just happened yesterday. And as much as everybody tried to make it better, they simply couldn't. I might be the highest commander of Chaos' Army, having done so many operations for him and even gotten my friends back from the land of the dead, but it couldn't make a difference. Because I was dead on the inside. I had died five hundred years ago, that day, when my life had changed for ever. My name is Phi, I am the Prince beyond the Stars.

Percy has been forgotten and left in the dust, will he loose his will to live or will his soul be destroyed? This is his last thought before his life is suddenly changed... Disclaimer: I own none of the characters in this book. They belong to Rick Riordan and Greek Mythology. I only own the plot.

{SAMPLE} Rae has been given responsibility from a young age. After her mother's death and her father's abandonment she was left to raise her five siblings at the age of sixteen. Now just turning nineteen she's put her life on hold to keep her family together but this year she won't be able to say no to the 'The Run'. 'The Run' is a way of werewolves to find their mates and with the fall equinox coming Rae is out of excuses. The first full moon of the season is just days away and with it come the other eligible wolves from all over the country. Will Rae find her mate? She can only hope not but fate is tricky, especially when it comes to finding the other half of your soul. Warning: this story cuts off at chapter 13 and the rest is available for purchase. Sorry for the inconvenience. *Buy the rest here: http://bit.ly/TheRunAmazon Or in Radish!

He is Omega, the second most powerful being in the entire universe only bested by Chaos himself. The group of people he saved countless times--The people he loved--turned their backs on him. Even his girlfriend, Annabeth, left him to be with Bryce, his half-brother. He created a new life. A better one... But he was given a mission...He had to go back. - - - - - Disclaimer: I am not Uncle Rick. I do not own PJO or HOO, no matter how bad I want it. *Written in a third point of view