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Hello my fellow people of the fanfiction realms! Jeez, that was cheesy… I must apologize, I've never done this before :/. My name's Chromitez, and for those who missed it in the summary (If I can figure out how to work that…), this will be my first story. I've been an avid fan of fanfiction for years, but I've never really worked up the courage to create my own work. I don't really know how or why it happened, but I've recently had the inspiration to create something I don't believe would be considered mainstream for the Percy Jackson Universe. Yes, there will be Chaos and Order in the Fic, however, please, read on! I give you my word that it will be different than the other Chaos fics you've read. 'Percy gets betrayed, percy gets cheated on, percy meets chaos, percy get uber powers, percy kills all baddies, the end'. I ain't about that life, though I must say I am guilty of enjoying some of the stories like that from time to time :P.

This is a completely different take, and in all honesty not the same at all. My story takes place in an alternate universe, so don't be worried about percy getting mega demigod powers and killing everything. NOT GOING TO HAPPEN. In fact, he's not even a demigod here (My most humble of apologies to those that this disappoints, It just didn't feel right to my plot..). I believe that point has been made clear now, so.. Yeah. To any who read this and enjoy what I've written, please, let me know by leaving a review! Furthermore, I am open to any who wish to give advice on where I can correct my mistakes and any problems there might be within each chapter. Now, winter is.. I mean the chapter is coming, and I'll stop taking your time.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or aspects of the PJO franchise. I do however own any original characters that might pop up as well as the fictional alternate universe this is based in.

Chapter One

Legacy

Remember to breathe, and bring glory to the family legacy. This was all the advice the young man had received from his noble father upon his departure for the academy. The only child of a very prominent military bloodline, Perseus Jackson had much to prove. His father, one of the three heads of the Olympian sector Chaotic fleet, had risen in the ranks of the academy at a more rapid pace than most in it's rather small, on the universal scale, history. After his graduation, he went on to distinguish himself further as a young Hoplite Squadron leader, Poseidon Jackson saw battle for the first time at the age of eighteen. He, along with his squadron of fresh out of the academy graduates had changed the tides of the first full on confrontation of the great galactic war, named after as the Battle of Antios Prime for the planet it took place on, by seizing a heavy gun battery that had been raining hell down on the chaotic landing party drop ships.

The Empire of Order had the upper hand, and it had looked like they would emerge from the battle the victor. Lieutenant Poseidon Jackson and his troupe of twenty brave men and women were the only Hoplite squad with courage enough to brave the hail of gunfire and charge the ridge that the Heavy Guns were positioned on, while having the other ground forces that were still in organized form fire at different intervals each to keep down the enemy defensive guns. Whether the choice was reckless on his part, or a genius move of military strategy was still debated by some of the greatest military minds in the United Systems to the present day, and likely would be for years to come.

Regardless of how reckless or brilliant the choice was, it worked. Poseidon's Squadron seized the heavy batteries, giving the dropships leave to bring in reinforcements to relieve the formerly demoralized and hopeless Soldiers of Chaos. This turn of events was all that was needed to halt and reverse the tide in which the battle had been travelling. The brave soldiers of Chaos, inspired by the actions of the heroic young officer, and backed now by fresh legions of their fellows brothers and sisters, began to gain the upper hand. The forces of Order, unable to comprehend and then counter the newfound strength and numbers of the Chaotic legions, were shattered and forced into a full retreat from the planet.

With Antios Prime, the largest and most strategically placed planet in the Antios System, under United Systems control, they were in a much better position than they could have ever hoped to be this early into the war. After this great victory, it was only a matter of time before the entire Antios system was in the hands of the United Systems. For his bravery in the face of adversity, and the great service he had done to the Chaotic systems as a whole, Poseidon Jackson was awarded the most prestigious thing the Systems could give him, the fabled Medal of Chaos. This medal had been awarded to a mere three beings in the entirety of the United Systems' history, even before the Human race became a part of it, and was presented by Primarch Chaos himself. Furthermore, he was awarded the rank of High Admiral of the Human fleet, also known as the Olympian Sector fleet. While normally, such a thing would be highly unusual, even for one who had just accomplished the feat that the young hoplite lieutenant had, the Systems wished to use him as a beacon of hope, as well as give the citizens of the systems the message that those who serve their people well are rewarded.

The effect that followed was just what the systems' government had hoped for and more. Millions of young men and women flocked to the banners of chaos, and the fleet of the United Systems grew to a size tenfold larger than it had ever seen before. With it's new military strength, the forces of Chaos found that they were able to fight the Empire toe to toe, whereas before their resources were stretched thin at all times, now they found they were on an even ground with the former Galactic superpower. Seeing this, many systems of the empire deserted to the banners of Chaos, finally able to live in a democratic society and not worry too greatly that one day it would all be razed to the ground by the dread Empire of Order. Slowly, but surely, the war turned in the favour of the Systems, and soon, they found themselves on the doorstep of the empire itself.

Ordis, the capital of the empire, was a jewel to behold. It's beauty however tainted by the black heart and lust for power of the tyrant that ruled it's people, Order himself, brother of Chaos, and one of the two prime celestial beings in existence in the universe. The siege of Ordis was long and drawn out. It took the Systems years to finally be able to mount a full on assault of the heavily defended planet. The Human race, lead by High Admirals Poseidon Jackson, Zeus Grace, and Hades Di Angelo, were the first to set foot on the planet. The fighting for Ordis was a long, brutal, and bloody affair. Many thousands of lives were lost on both sides of the fighting, but eventually, the systems managed to begin gaining momentum, and the upper hand. Ordis was sacked, it's wealth put towards repairing the damage caused by the war, and Order himself taken prisoner by Chaos and his United Systems. Victory was finally achieved, and it was believed that with it came the end to any war for many years to come. Looking back on it, Perseus would chuckle at how foolish that thought truly was.

As his Ship approached the landing zone, his palms would begin to shake, and sweat would begin to form on his brow.

'What if I'm not good enough?' The boy asked himself in his mind. 'What if I can't live up to the expectations?'

Doubts began to cloud the youth's thoughts, and he began to feel the foul clutch of fear take hold of him. All thoughts were pushed aside however when he received a large and loud slap to the right side of his face. The boy snapped out of his trance and glared into the blue stormy eyes of his long time friend/practical cousin.

"Not cool Thalia, not cool at all." He said coldly as the dark haired girl tried and failed to contain a smile that showed her obvious amusement.

"Well, I could have just left you here you know Percy, let the ship take you back down to earth and all." The girl, Thalia Grace, daughter of High Admiral Zeus Grace, gave him a sly smile while throwing a pack over her shoulder. Her short punk like hair unmoving as the leather strap clapped down onto the black fabric of her shirt.

Percy took a look around and noticed that the other young recruits around him were doing the same as Thalia, that is those that were not already off the ship. He rose from his seat quickly and walked with haste over to the cargo hatch to find his luggage. A red tinge shone on his cheeks as he heard Thalia call out from behind him.

"Take your time Seaweed Brain."

Finally finding his baggage, Percy shouldered it in the same fashion Thalia had done a moment prior. Just as they were about to head out, a whiny intentionally childlike voice came from the exit of the ship.

"Are you guys coming or what? I don't want to go see the assignment officer late alone, the guy looks like he could rip me open with one arm tied behind his back!"

Percy let out an exaggerated sigh and turned to look at his other friend/practical cousin's pouting face with a playful smile.

"You know, we were actually just planning on letting you go on ahead. They say working alone and forcing one to do things by themselves builds character Nico."

A boy of average stature, Nico Di Angelo, son of High Admiral Hades Di Angelo, stood at a little shorter than Percy's current height of 5'8. He wore a dark black t-shirt, and black jeans. Percy and Thalia made many a joke about the boy dressing 'goth' on a fairly regular basis, much to his dismay. His longer black hair hung to the each side of his face and he tapped his foot impatiently.

"Haha, very funny. Now, can we please go? I just want to get this over with.." Nico retorted, impatiently bouncing on his feat, his pack slung over his shoulder in the same fashion as Percy and Thalia's.

Thalia, with a confident grin on her face, gave the boy a small nod of her head.

"Yeah, let's go see what the next four years of our life will be like children."

Percy and Nico both feigned great sadness at being called children, but with a glare from the punk styled black haired girl, now leading them out of the ship, they immediately sobered up, fearing the loss of potential limbs should she get angry.

As the trio exited the ship, Percy began to gain more confidence, and lose some of his previous doubts. A small smile graced his face, and with his two childhood best friends beside him, he thought to himself, 'maybe this won't be so bad.'

Alright guys, that's all for now. I'll try to have the next chapter up within the week, but I make no promises. I realize this was short, but this was just kind of the introductory/background phase to see if my idea for this fic appealed to enough people to warrant me writing more on it. If it did, please let me know in the reviews!

Thanks you for taking the time to read the humble beginning of my fic. This has been a great fun and I am certain that I will be continuing. Much love to you all, and Gods guide you, for the night is dark and full of terrors,

Chrome