Thalia growled, "why should I believe you?"
"I swear on the Styx what I said is true," the God replied, and suddenly the roar of thunder rang out startling Thalia, she could feel the power just outside this room, the lightning in her blood called out to the lighting she heard.
Thalia narrowed her eyes, "so you and the realm and connected huh?" Morpheus smiled, believe she would let him go in order to save the life of everyone else there. But instead of stepping away from him body Thalia grabbed the God by the collar and pulled him up, pushing him into the wall.
"What are you doing?" the God asked curiously.
"Getting out of here," Thalia then charged at the God, Morpheus was so surprised he failed to move in time causing Thalia's spear to pierce him in the shoulder sending a wave of thunder surging through the God and into the wall behind him.
"ARGH!" he cried out in pain, the wall behind him surged with electricity as suddenly it began to crack, and then suddenly to broke open.
Thalia charged forward and found herself back in the purple and red corridor from before. She pinned Morpheus down onto the ground and looked around, desperate for any sign of her beloved, "Percy?! Percy where are you?!"
"He's gone," Thalia snapped to Morpheus to yell at him but suddenly was dealt with a blast of energy straight to her face sending the demigoddess flying backward.
Morpheus groaned as he pulled her spear out of his shoulder and climbed back on his feet. He held his injured shoulder, golden ichor dripped out slowly staining the ground, but thankfully it was healing.
The God threw Thalia's spear to the side, "that was smart of you, bet you feel proud of that huh?"
Thalia's face hurt, it was numb from pain. She held her nose, it was bleeding, she got on her feet and squinted at Morpheus, but even through the pain she had only one question, "where is he?"
"I told you, he's dead."
"Really? Wheres his body?"
"I sent him somewhere where nothing can exist. Outside these walls is oblivion. We exist even below Tartarus, stuck between the void and reality. No one can survive."
Thalia raised an eyebrow, "you have met Percy Jackson right? Tall guy, great kisser, has a trident in his pocket along with a sword? Super hot?"
Morpheus growled, "he's dead Thalia Grace! Understand that!"
Thalia huffed, "okay, let's say he is dead, not that I believe you, you claim to want to protect demigod kind, and yet you just killed our best warrior. How stupid can you be?"
"Kronos agreed to stay away from here as long as we do not interfere with his plans. We have no need of a warrior."
"And you expect the crazy farmer to keep his word?"
"He will keep his word!"
KAKOOM!
Cracks in the air suddenly appeared down the corridor from Thalia and Morpheus. They shined neo blue as they grew bigger and bigger in the shape of a circle. Air started blasting out of it, fresh air, Thalia felt her connection to the winds activate, this was wind from the real world.
The demigoddess turned to Morpheus, "50 dollars say that the first one to step out of the portal is going to be a titan." Morpheus didn't reply, he was too busy staring at the portal in horror, he whispered in a low tone that Thalia couldn't hear, 'no, no, no, no!'
A shadowy silhouette walked through, it was a big figure, with a missing right arm. Thalia had never meet him, but she knew who he was.
Hyperion stepped through, his armour gleaming gold like the sun as fire licked his skin. He held his flaming sword with his left hand while his stump of a right hand had a bronze shield strapped to it.
Morpheus rushed forward, "what are you doing here?! We had a deal!"
Hyperion looked down at Morpheus and smiled, "we are altering the deal Morpheus."
"Kronos gave me his word!"
"My lord promised you nothing! He just implied it, next time get an oath from him you stupid minor god!" Hyperion raised his sword and brought it down on Morpheus. The God flapped his wings and managed to get away by a hair's breath. But his right wing was injured, a gift from Percy, and he stumbled and fell on his back.
Hyperion jumped forward and brought his blade down again, Hyperion froze, and for a second he accepted his end. But Thalia didn't. She ran forward and grabbed Morpheus' by the collar and summoned the winds to blow them away from the attack.
They landed a good twenty feet away as Thalia threw Morpheus to the ground, "I don't want to say I told you so, but I totally told you so."
"This is not right! Kronos promised!" Morpheus yelled out.
"Yeah well life's a bitch ain't it?" Thalia readied her spear as Hyperion got on his feet, sword at the ready. The portal then became shady again as another figure stepped out. This one was dressed very strangely, he wore a set of blue striped white pyjamas and had snow white hair. His eyes were drooping, almost as if he was half asleep, but the moment Thalia saw him she knew he wasn't an enemy to be trifled with.
"H-Hypnos?!" Morpheus gasped, "what are you doing here?! Did you bring him here?!"
Hypnos ignored Morpheus, instead turning to the white pods hanging on the ceiling containing the demigods. He turned to Hyperion and said in a very droopy voice, "they're in there. You can take them out, but as long as Morpheus lives you can't kill them. Injure, yes, torture, yes, but no killing. The only person who can kill in this world is Morpheus."
"So how do we complete our mission?" Hyperion asked.
Hypnos shrugged, "it's simple, he is the only one who can kill...but also the only one who can die," he turned to Morpheus, "so just kill him."
Hyperion smiled, "with pleasure."
Morpheus was scared, "what are you doing Hypnos?! This isn't you!"
"And please be quick about it," Hypnos sighed, "I do hate it when he starts talking, keeps going on and on, it's almost like he loves the sound of his own voice...oh wait..."
Hyperion charged at them, Thalia grabbed Morpheus by the collar and summoned the winds once again. The two flew away as Hyperion gave chase, Thalia looked back, they wouldn't have much time, and she couldn't keep this up forever, not with the amount of wind she had under her control. If this was the normal world than maybe, but no dice.
"We need a plan Morpheus!" Thalia yelled out as she swirled to the right avoiding a fireball Hyperion threw at them.
"I-I don't know! We can't let them get to me! If Hypno's get's his hands on me then he could steal my powers and use it to kill every demigod here!"
"Well fuck! Still think this was a good idea?!" Thalia cursed as she danced around, avoiding Hyperion's fireballs, while carrying an injured god. She prayed, 'please Percy, I need your help!'
Nowhere and everywhere:
"Okay...what the Hades are you talking about?" Percy asked staring at the figure claiming to be Chaos, the creator of everything and everyone.
"Well first of all I'm not the creator of everything and everyone, just a few things," the being shrugged.
Percy blinked, "what?"
"Sorry, just doing some fourth wall breaking, please ignore it," Chaos waved Percy's confused look away, "you see simply put I'm a being far above you, as such I see the world differently. I can understand things you can't."
"Like what?" Percy asked.
"Like the fact the world is controlled by the whims of a jackass and the annoying chatter monkeys that follow him," Chaos shrugged, "but I can't really complain, the fact that I'm even allowed to say that means the jackass likes me enough as a character to give me said freedom. Or maybe that freedom is just an illusion, who knows?"
"Ah.....I'm sorry...but what?"
Chaos chuckled, "never mind, it's not important. What is important though is why you are here. And it's not because every story involving you needs me as an obligatory cameo. Who am I? Stan Lee?"
"Dude you have got to start making sense."
Chaos shrugged, "it's simple really, I created the world, but who created me?"
Percy was stunned, "I....I don't know."
Chaos nodded, "exactly, and you aren't supposed to know. Ever. It ruins the fun after all. But it doesn't matter right now. Right now we have a job to do, you my friend need talking too, and I am here to give it to you."
Percy was surprised, but before he said anything Chaos jumped out of its chair and the sky world around them vanished swirling into a misty fog. The ground turned into a lush field of grass with trees around them, but the fog was so thick Percy could barely see through it.
"Where are we?" Percy asked.
"We are in the same place as we were before, nowhere," Chaos replied, "I just changed things around. Come on, I have things to show you," the figure motioned Percy to follow as it walked into the misty forest.
The trees slowly gave out revealing a familiar sight, camp half-blood, only this time it was empty, like in one of Percy's IDs. As they walked into the camp however Percy started to see something, the shadows started to move around, he heard laughter, his laughter.
And then suddenly he saw himself as that boy from two years ago. He saw that 12 year old boy looking up at the climbing wall. He looked barely old enough to stay up past 10, Percy was surprised, he never realised how young he truly was.
"That's me," Perry said as the younger Percy turned to his side and spoke. Suddenly Annabeth appeared next to him, she smiled and chuckled before grabbing his hand and walking away. Chaos moved to follow them, motioning for Percy to do the same.
"It's very strange to see oneself, not like a reflection. You find that you are often...bigger than you originally thought," Chaos said with a shrug, "I don't know why, but that's always the case. Maybe it has something to do with your spacial awareness or something."
"What is this?" Percy asked, "this is....a memory?"
"Correct!" Chaos cheered, it snapped it's fingers summoning a lollipop into Percy's hand, "here, have a lollipop!"
The demigod blinked in surprise, "ah...thanks?" Percy licked it and suddenly his senses became altered. A feeling of warmth spread over him, he felt safe, the worries he had, the constant stress on his shoulders let up. He sighed in relief, "t-that felt amazing. What is this?"
"Ah. figured that it isn't a normal lolli have you?" Chaos sounded amused, "you are right of course. It's the emotions you felt when you first came here. You felt warm, safe, not a care in the world."
"My mother had been kidnapped by the God of the Underworld," Percy replied flatly.
"Meh, so what? It was just one soul, who cares?"
Percy raised an eyebrow, "are you trying to piss me off?"
"Ha, is this the part where you threaten me?"Chaos chuckled, it snapped it's fingers and suddenly the camp melted away, replaced with a scene from hell. Percy and Chaos stood in the middle of lake of lava. They stood on a rocky platform that was slowly being chipped away piece by piece.
Percy's eyes went wide, they rock wouldn't last long, he took off into the air using his telepathic flight skill. Immediately the stoney platform broke off, Chaos however stood right there standing on the boiling magma, like it was just a day in the park.
It looked up at Percy, "understand this Percy Jackson, in the real world you can get away with threatening the Gods. There was always a chance for you to defeat them, to surpass them. Even if that chance was 0.00001%. But when facing me," it snapped it's fingers and suddenly Percy was falling.
'What the shit?!' Percy cursed, he started to panic, he expected the claim of Gamer's mind to wash over him soon but it never came. He felt fear strike his heart, his powers had been switched off and he couldn't find the on switch. He tried to focus, but he couldn't and he went into the pool of magma.
Percy closed his eyes and expected pain, he expected to burnt to a crisp. But the heat never came. The pain never came. He felt the magma around it, and it was cold, like water he got out of the fridge. HE opened his eyes and found himself swimming in the organe liquid, he was alive.
Percy let out a gasp of relief, he was alive. Suddenly Chaos stood before him, stood, like the lava around them didn't exist.
"I am the Alpha and the Omega Jackson. You cannot defeat me, there is no chance of that ever happening. This is not a boast or a brag, it is a fact. I am a part of you Jackson, as you are a part of me, defeating me would be akin to a leaf trying to kill a tree. Pointless, difficult and suicidal."
Percy opened his mouth to speak and suddenly they were back in camp, back in his memory. His clothes were dry, it was as if that whole ordeal never happened. Percy looked at Chaos. "I'm not calling you lord."
"I wouldn't expect you too," it shrugged, "saying that I'm your lord implies that one day I might not be, or that one day you might replace me. It's a very small title giving an ego boost to small beings, I don't need to be reminded of what I am."
Percy remained silent, he was releasing slowly just who he was talking to. This thing....it was a cut beyond every enemy he ever faced. Zeus, Kronos, Darkseid, they all limits. Even Cthulhu, the being Percy felt for barely a second was stronger than all of them combine, and yet it had limits. Chaos did not.
"I see you are finally realising what it is you are facing," Chaos nodded, "yes Cthulhu is indeed powerful, the willpower of a planet behind his back. But I have the universe behind mine."
"Stop reading my mind, it's annoying," Percy hissed.
"Sorry... also about my earlier comment of your mother. You must understand though my perception of reality and yours is different. When a soul is born it enters the world, to you that's amazing, but to me it's just like reading the first chapter in a story. When the soul lives I live through it, and when it dies the story ends. But the book, the soul, it is always a part of my library, it is always with me, it never leaves, so death is.....just too small of an event for me to care about."
Percy eyed the being up and down, he was honestly uncomfortable at the sight of it's clothes. Most Gods had clothes like this, galaxies and all that. But with Chaos, it was like the galaxies displayed weren't just cosmetic....they were real. The thing literally wore galaxies as a suit.
Percy thought for a moment before speaking, "if...if you are all that powerful and if life is simply....that small to you. Then why am I here? Why did you bring me here?"
"Percy," Chaos chuckled, "I never said life was insignificant to me....I said death was. Death in a single moment, a small minute event, but life...well that has an impact in the world now doesn't it?"
Percy sighed, "that isn't an answer."
"It wasn't meant to be," Chaos paused for a moment before speaking, "tell me...do you even know why the Fates gave you your power?"
