Percy Jackson. Chaos Army.

Chapter 2

Obvious Disclaimer is Obvious: *clears throat* *mutters*This is getting annoying.

I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THIS! EXCEPT FOR THE PLOT!...

Perseus's POV:

Perseus returned back at the Void as he as he always did, walking straight out of a portal, hoping his friends weren't there, and then having them be waiting in his room to ambush him at his return.

"There you are, Percy! We've been waiting for you!"

"I know you have, Chris." He groaned. "And don't call me that!"

"Why not?" Chris asked in a false innocent tone. "Travis calls you that."

"That's because I have no way to tell him not to. He's insane."

"Hey! I am not insane!"

"Yes, you are." Almost everyone said in unison. Perseus didn't. He just glanced at his friends in exasperation.

Travis was sitting on his bed, looking undignified. He had come here fifteen years ago, 15 days on Earth. Perseus still hadn't found out why he had come, but Travis had sure noticed him, and now all of his friends had no reason not to call him by his old nickname.

Especially Chris. She- yes, she- loved calling him that name. She loved seeing him in small, meaningless emotional pain. Nobody really knew her real name-totally unfair if you ask Perseus-it may have been Christine, or Christina, or Christie, or even Christiana. But she went by Chris. Many newcomers thought she was a guy when they first heard the name. Heck, even he did.

Then there was Alex, her best friend that should really be her boyfriend. They constantly flirted, yet neither noticed. He also considered himself Perseus's best friend. Really from the day that Perseus came to the Void, a new recruit, wanting to start again. Alex was high up in ranks, having been here since the 1800s of Earth.

There was also Noah. At the moment being, he was reading. Again. He was always reading. Always. He was an oddball when he wasn't, because he was really emotional, mainly because he was an emotion reader. They always showed their emotions, so that the other emotion readers couldn't pry into their lives. Unlike Chris and Alex, he had come here after Perseus had arrived. About one year. Exiled. That was all the information he had given.

Stop.

Perseus told himself, or you'll slip into one of them again.

"Guys." He interrupted all the commotion. "I have to go report to Chaos."
"Of course you do. You're basically his son with all the time you spend working for him. You're always off killing people on those missions he sends you on. Did he really have to send you on that last one? It seemed like he just wanted to keep you occupied." Chris told him.

"I'm not his son," Perseus said a bit roughly. "And he had some people he wanted gone. I was fast to accept. Better than stay here and do nothing. You know I love the fight."

"Het, Perce..." Alex said cautiously. Noah was looking up from his book now. They looked worried. "You're... um, acting weird again..."

Perseus looked at them all, rubbed his neck, and apologized. "Sorry. It's just... Well, you know. I have to go now, to report to Chaos. Bye." He said, then rushed out.

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Alex's POV (1st):

"Well then," I said after Percy left. "We should probably leave now."

"He's scary when he gets like that, huh?" Noah asked. I looked at the emotion reader and resisted the urge to chuckle. So I just went with, "So upfront about it. You gonna have a nightmare tonight?"

He frowned at me, "Stop joking. That makes me want to punch you. Hard."

Then I laughed, but not mean-spirited. He laughed too. Travis sat on Percy's bed, prowling in his nightstand. I saw Chris hit him in the back of the head. "Knock it off." She told him.

That made me laugh harder.

Soon, we were all walking out of his room, heading to the cafeteria. Percy wouldn't mind if we left, he would mind more if we stayed. Truth be told, after 30 years of knowing him, I don't think he ever really warmed up to the idea of having friends. I had only the slightest idea of what had happened in his other life. Only what I had heard him and Travis talking about when they didn't know we were listening.

Either way, Percy barely talked to us, unless we ambushed him, and drew him into a happy mood we rarely got out of him. I loved seeing him in that mood.

Anyway, we made our way to the cafeteria. I knew Percy would take a little longer, then come here to eat. He was usually hungry after missions.

We went to our usual table, it was in the corner of the room. The first table Percy sat at, and the first table we decided to bug him at. "Stop bugging me." He had said. "But where's the fun in doing that? Then you'd be alone again." I had replied.

We sat for a good 20 minutes before Percy showed up. He looked worse than he had before. He was pale, a weird look in his eyes. Was that... fear? No, Percy never showed fear. Anxiety?

"Percy, what's wrong?" Chris asked. She had noticed it too, so had Noah and Travis.

"Travis, we need to talk," Percy said, the grabbed Travis by the arm and pulled him away. When he reached the door, he turned around and called to Chris, "And don't call me that!"

Chris looked like she had been waiting for that, and said, "At least whatever it is, it's not enough to make him not notice the nickname."

"He seems really off, though. Should we eavesdrop?" Noah asked, looking at me.

I sighed, "Whatever he's worked up about, he'll tell us. It has to be big, maybe it has to do with a new mission. Maybe it'll come up tomorrow, at the meeting. If it's big and urgent enough, we'll find out."

"All hail the almighty wise one!" Chris said in a mocking voice. There was something else in her tone, too. I could never place, but it usually came up when she was talking to me.

"Haha. You know it's true." They both nodded, accepting that I was right. It would come up.

A/N: Hi! I'm sorry that this chapter is kinda short. Well, I think it short, but I'm the writer and I'm weird. I'm sorry for any mistakes in spelling or grammar or anything.

Thanks to everyone who commented and left a positive one!

I'm really sorry I didn't update sooner, so I'm just going to post a few more chapters today, I think. We'll see.

Yours in demigodishness, and all that, and as always, until next time! *cheesy salute*