PERCY JACKSON: The Hero Returns

Oracle... Wait, Oracles?

Suddenly, I felt a surge of power come from my throne behind. Without hesitation, I quickly grabbed my sword and looked to the direction of the source.

Standing there was a glowing, levitating, creepy, Elizabeth Dare.

But the power that radiated from her seemed to be overwhelming, even for us- THE GUARDIANS (capital letters and all.)

Her mouth opened, unlocking the gates of ancient words and screeching pitches. 

As the crowd of booming voices dimmed, a more ancient voice was now making its way to our ears. With a cold voice it said:

Thee and more shall expect
One that gives thee fret
Snollygoster he is
His army, Ascesis
By magic shall withstand
The man's right-hand man
All shall disslove
And all must befall
...
...
...
Find the stone that leads the path
To find the lost past
Bring back pasts and futures
But thou shall increase tortures
Together shall defeat evil at last
But if failed may havea rottentask

Silence.

Rachel falled from her hovering state. A huge poof sound escaped out of my throne as Rachel's heavy (yet petite) body landed violently on my soft plushy. She snored once again as if nothing had ever happened.

But of course something be happened.

The great prophecy awaits.

Not only was it the longest prophecy I have ever heard, but it was the most intimidating.

Pasts and futures?
An elite team called Ascesis?
People dying?

Oh my.

Not joyful.

This is bad. Chaos interuppted. I turned my head to him, since when did he get here?

"Can you translate it?" I asked Chaos, totaly ignoring the fact that the man just popped out of nowhere.

Honestly -I made be intelligent- but the oracle has spoken words that maybe so ancient, I can not.... understand. He said with a sly smile on his face.

But nevertheless, I do know this, the Ascesis is an ancient army known to have an unbeatable leader. The arm was born way before my time. Just like its definition, this team is known to be well disiplined. So loyal, too constricting. So, when I was born -with a little meddling with the ancient laws- I was able to overthrow this army and trap them in the void. Yet unfortunetly, I was not able to catch said leader until now.

The battle was bloody tough, I lost millions of troops. It also drained my powers for two millenia."

More silence...

"Sooo..." Luke said, bursting the bubble, "Can you change the Ancient Laws and come fight with us Chaos?"

That's the problem dear Luke. You see, I can not do that since one, this time, there's a fat prophecy. Which if I try to meddle with will get all of you killed. And two. He said, raising two fingers, I'll simply fade if I try to interfere with the new and reinforced ancient laws, so it defeats the purpose of even trying.

"Seriously?" I asked?

Seriously

-

Percy prayed, looking at the dim fire, before loud cracks were heard before him.

Panic caused him to be extra-stupid as he began to stop drop and roll for no reason.

The only thing that was on his mind was pain from the cracks of thunder. The thunder wasn't even touching him, but already, he felt each and every spark hit his mind like a wrecking ball.
His body couldn't handle the fatigue, thus, he blacked out immediately.