This is my first story so please read and review, Blah, Blah, Blah I don't own Percy Jackson Yada, Yada, Yada Takes place after the whole Heroes of Olympus so I'm making a bit up, any way ENJOY

It all started when I was dragged from my bed in the middle of the night. Now that may sound incredibly creepy and trust me it was. Falling asleep in your cabin and waking up in a blinding white room, is incredibly creepy.

Okay my first reaction probably should have been pulling out riptide and slashing thin air or at least get in a battle stance, but I preferred my quizzical-seaweed-brain-look-around-the-room-confused stance.

"Perseus Jackson, son of Poseidon, Hero of Olympus and many other amazing titles in which I can't be bothered to say." The voice echoed throughout the room hitting every wall. But that wasn't the creepy part, it held so much wisdom and I don't know how but it felt like I should know the voice.

I looked around for the source of the voice which was incredibly hard and caused giggles.

"Who are you and what do you want from me?" I tried to stop the fear from leaking into my voice my hand reaching around my pyjama pants looking for my pocket so I could uncap riptide. Until I realised 'why the hell would my pyjamas have pockets.'

"I am Chaos." The voice spoke again. It didn't take me long to finally locate where the voice had come from. I turned around and I was met with a girl she had light brown hair, and her eyes were white maybe not as white as this room but pretty white, she wore skinny jeans, tennis shoes and a shirt that said 'time to meet your maker.' she looked maybe 2- 6 years older than me. But her being Chaos she would probably be older. "And I want you to serve me; well actually you have no choice."

"Why me?" I asked interrupting her musings, which earned me nasty glare.

"Well for one mister all mighty Jackson, you had two great prophecies about you and have accomplished more than any other demi god has. Any more questions?" she gave me a quick look over as I shook my head slightly.

"Great!" her mood picked up "You will serve under a Xavier, my best mortal solider, Training will start tomorrow morning at 5, I advise that you not be late, you will serve me for two years at which you may return home or join me for another 10." She looked me over again circling me as a predator would it's pray. "But ultimately I will make the last decision; I may like you're... fighting skills thus forcing you to stay with me, or at least my earth division, until I excuse you. Oh and before I forget you are going to be unable to visit family, friends, gods... pretty much everyone unless I give you the okay. Is that clear?" she stopped circling me and stood in front of me giving me a short glare from the corner of her eye.

What was I suppose to say to this I was practically told that I was being held here against my will, unable to see my family, friends or Annabeth. I gulped. "Understood." I muttered, looking down towards the floor.

She smiled at me "Great! Oh and before I forget I believe this sword belongs to you." she raised her hand and pulled out riptide from thin air. She tossed it to me which I caught after fumbling it around for gods know how long. I looked back towards her she simply winked at me and clapped her hands, disappearing in a flash of light.

"So you're the new kid?" I turned back around where a tall man wearing nothing but black stood, he was a big bulky guy and looked like he had way to much muscle. He looked me up and down and smiled. Showing his pearly whites, he held out his hand for me to shake. "Names Xavier heard a lot about you Jackson." he said shaking my hand, his hand nearly breaking mine.

"Oh sorry kid, come on I will show you to your room."

"Thanks."

Okay so you're all probably thinking wow Chaos chose you how awsome is that, or wow your room would be huge and amazing. Truth was both were wrong.

My room was a smaller than my room at home. The walls were painted with a murky green colour that looked as if someone had thrown up everywhere; my bed was one of those military cots which consisted of most of the room with my wardrobe taking up the rest. Xavier must have noticed the look of disgust, because he chuckled slightly.

"Don't worry kid the more you prove yourself the better the room will become." He patted me on the back causing me to stumble. "Anyway kid I will see you in" he paused to look down at his watch and his eyebrows shot up. "Four hours." He left me and walked out the room probably to a much nicer room.

I dived onto my bed and closed my eyes, trying to stop the tears that were threatening to spill. Why does this always happen to me.

On Olympus

The throne room was deadly silent that was before Poseidon roared into the room. His eyes looking like a tropical storm.

The other gods looked at the sea god in shock, the last time they had seen his eyes filled with such fury was when Percy had been swapped with Jason.

Poseidon walked straight towards his sister, Hera's throne. She simply sat there looking into his eyes.

"What have you done to my son?" his voice was calm but everyone knew better, the calm before the storm.

"I have done nothing to Perseus."

"LIES!" He screeched his body shaking as Hawaii was experiencing abnormally large waves.

"Actually Uncle she is telling the truth." Poseidon turned towards Apollo, who simply shrunk back into his throne.

"How do you know?" normally Apollo would love all the attention but not in this case.

"I'm the god of Truth." He squeaked "I know these things." He looked down into his lap, mumbling Haikus about Poseidon.

"Wait what's going on?" Hermes looked up from his throne looking around the throne room. Poseidon was in the middle of the floor in a crumpled heap crying for his lost son.

"Obviously Perseus is missing." Athena shot Hermes a duh look.

"Where is he?" he asked standing from his throne and searching the room as if it may have been a personal joke.

"It's okay he is safe with Me." a voice echoed through the halls Poseidon looked up tears filling his eyes.

"Chaos." Zeus greeted.

Chaos stepped forward holding both of her hands she looked down towards the floor as she spoke. " I Sense a disturbance in the force."

"Dude, that's a star wars Quote." Apollo whispered to Hermes who simply looked at the sun god and nodded furiously.

"That's ridiculous Apollo; sometimes you're dumber than Aphrodite." Artemis hissed back. Chaos simply looked at the sun and messenger gods and winked. Artemis sat there dumbstruck.

"Told you little sis." Apollo leaned back against his chair with a smug look. Artemis took her opportunity to beat her twin brother senseless.

"I TOLD YOU THAT I'M OLDER." She screamed in between hits.

"Sure whatever you say." Apollo smiled back at his sister before turning towards Hermes and muttering "Baby."

Artemis grunted in annoyance folding her arms and retreating back into her chair.

"The primordials are stirring. I figured he would be useful against them." She shrugged her shoulder in an I- don't-really-care matter.

"He is the greatest Hero to have lived surpassing all." They all looked around the room and nodded, it was true. He had defeated the war god, the titans, Gaea and various other monsters.

"I promise you, that you will see him soon." She looked around the room at the gods but they knew she was talking to Poseidon.

"See you later kids." With that she left with a smile and a wave.

"She is so cool." Apollo muttered smiling at where she once stood.

"No matter how hard you wish man, you're never going to tap that." Hermes patted him on the shoulder in mock sympathy shaking his head.