Sooooooooooo…. What's up?

Hey everyone, this is my first PJO fic and I've got a really weird plot for this so….. I'll just show you guys the prologue thing…

And just so you know, this is an AU where Annabeth and Percy didn't fall in love because Annabeth loves Luke :v (Lunabeth :D) so Percy it's pretty much alone… yeah… and this is in the end of the second Giant War. You may see something weird like Chaos is a woman, some parentage problem but hey, fanfiction is fanfiction, right? Right?

Enjoy!

Brother of the Creator

Prologue

3rd Person POV

Fear.

He felt the unfamiliar feeling of fear.

Fear as two of his friend were captured by the King of Giants and the King of the God's bane.

Fear as their blood touched the ground, and the earth began to shake.

He never felt like this, even when he was facing the god of war, the Titan of Endurance, the Titan of the Underworld, even when he was facing the Titan Lord himself.

No.

The being who was about to rise from the blood of his friends; even though they're not dead, just unconscious; can make him shivered in fear of her power.

The power that can easily overwhelm all of the enemies he was just talking about at once.

The power of a Protogenoi.

The power of a Primordial.

As Gaea's laughter echoed throughout the original , the home of the gods, Percy Jackson, the Bane of Monsters, retriever of the Golden Fleece and the lightning bolt, defeater of Ares, Iapetus and Kronos and a lot more, tightened his grip on his trusty blade; Anaklusmos, or Riptide, and watched in fear as the figure of a woman rose from the ground.

For a being that is about to take over the world, she's not that bad, really.

Gaea was wearing a green rope and probably a brown chiton underneath. She has brown hair, almost like a mud puddle stuck on her head, and dark-green eyes that held malice and lust for power (which is not very good). At this, Percy did something that makes everyone know him will have to say: "Wow, good old Seaweed Brain."

He charged at her.

Percy leapt forward, not letting Gaea a spare moment to draw a weapon and swung his sword at her.

But he forgot one thing.

She is a Primordial.

Her sword just shot out of the ground and into her hand, blocking Percy's strike. He stepped back before began to attack Gaea again, but met her earthen sword every time. He faked a strike to the left and suddenly switched to the right, hoping to confuse Gaea.

He failed, badly.

She just blocked his sword again before knocking Riptide out of his hand. Percy's eyes widened in surprised, probably expecting him to hold her longer until the others can defeat the Giants. But then an idea crossed his mind.

Of course, it's another stupid idea, one that will cost his life.

He charged at Gaea, unarmed. She seems to be taken by surprised as Percy tackled her and swung his fist at her face as a final attempt to buy the others some time.

Gaea just smirked as she materialized another earthen sword and stabs him before he can do anything. His blood began to soak the earthen blade, turning it into to a red-brown color.

But what happen next was very unpredictable and Percy-ish.

He manipulated his own blood, forming it into a sword and stab Gaea's heart with the sword. Her smirk vanished as Gaea became pale and then she suddenly closing her eyes and began to glow a faint green light. After the light died down, there's something different in Gaea.

Her hair is now more of a dirt-brown than a muddy-brown, her bright green eyes no longer held malice, now it is holding a kind and gentle feelings toward others. Gaea gave Percy a warm smile and leaned near his ear and whispered.

"Wake up…"

His eyes widened as her warm and comforting voice, not raspy or evil like he thought it would be. But still, given the fact that he just got stabbed by a sword of a primordial and then used every last energy left to form a sword from something he never controlled before and stabbed her back, which is pretty damn hurt.

His ears can't make anything out except for Annabeth and the Seven's yelling and crying for their friend, his father called out for him, the campers and surprisingly the Romans shouting for their leader as his eyes blurred and then…

He closed his eyes.

The great Percy Jackson is dead.

So yeah, this is it, good bye guys, it's all just a trick to troll you, it's not like I'm going to write something like that, right?

Right?

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Okay fine you win, here's the rest…

Or so they thought.

He was thinking about the thing Gaea said when she became more 'motherly'

"Wake up…Void."

And once again, he felt himself fading.

Percy opened his eyes again, expecting to be in front of the DOA Studio record, or at least, on Charon's boat-ship-whatever that thing is, but he's not anywhere near those places.

He is in a completely white room.

He looks around until he spotted a man sitting on a couch and; surprisingly; sleeping. His hair is completely white and looks like a white version of his own hair. He wears something resembled a white tunic but it's completely white and looks like it's glowing even in a white room like this one. Percy studied the man for a while until the stranger suddenly jolts awake. He opened his eyes showing his completely white; and also; glowing eyes. The man gave Percy a small smile then stood up and walked to him. Percy searched his pocket for his pen sword but the man just simply smirked.

"I won't do that if I were you, it's not like you're going to find your trusty pen in there anyways." He said casually, still smirking.

Percy put his hand out of his pocket and looked at him warily. The man; intrigued by his action; just stood there, waiting for his question.

"Who are you?" Percy; after a few minutes, asked. The man smiled at this as he paced around the nervous boy and mentally laughed: Percy doesn't know half of the trouble he was about to get his hand in.

The man stopped in front of him and smirked.

"I am Order."

After a few minutes of staring, Percy decided to give Order a piece of his thoughts.

"Uhm, who are you, exactly?"

After hearing this, Order's jaw was touching the ground for a while until he mentally face palmed. He doesn't think the boy is THAT stupid.

"Of course you don't know who I am! Everyone knows my sister because she created the universe; which is something cool and all; but NOBODY knows about me!" He yelled in frustration as Percy's face turned from a look of confused to a look of realization dawn upon him of the 'sister' this person was talking about.

"Your sister is Chaos, the creator of the universe, and you're her brother? I thought Chaos' a male?" He asked in amazement.

"Nope, she's a female alright, a very annoying one at that. But that's not what I want to talk about. I uh… how should I say this…ah yes; fished you out of the Underworld for something else, not my sister's gender." Order said, chuckled at the thought of what Chaos would do if she heard that people keep calling her a male.

"Err, What is it Lord Order?" Percy asked grudgingly, knowing that the person in front of him just saved him and can easily blast him out of existence.

"Stop with the titles, V, we both knows that you hate it." Order said, amusement clearly on his face.

Percy just looked at him dumfounded. V? Why did Order call him V? His name is Percy Jackson; it doesn't even have a V in it. As though reading his thoughts (maybe he did), Order just waved his hand: A ball of swirling black energy materialized in his hand as he gave it to Percy; who hesitantly took it.

"This is why. Just crushed it with your hand and you will understand."

Percy looked at him, and then looked at the ball. He closed his eyes and crushed the ball, expecting the worst. Instead, the ball just burst into energy and traveled inside his body.

He felt something different.

Memories of his life before his 'Rebirth' are returning to him.

A source of power, unknown to him until recently, broke the seal he placed as his 'before-Rebirth self' joined with his 'Rebirth self'.

He opened his eyes again, looking at the world with a new look. He conjured a mirror and looked at himself.

He was wearing the same outfit before his 'Rebirth'. He has a black t-shirt, along with a pair of gray jeans. His eyes are no longer a sea-green, but now a pitch black like the void itself. His hair is the same as before, except for a few spot like the eyes. He smiled at his image in the mirror and looked at Order, who is grinning like a mad man.

"Tell me, who are you?" Order asked, jokingly.

He just smirked at Order and answer with amusement filled his voice.

"I am Void, brother of Chaos and Order and the youngest of the three. I am the creator of the realm of the faded. And it's nice to be back, big bro."

So, how do you think?

The basic idea is another OP Percy but this time there is going to be another being stronger than 3 of them combined to even the odds. But still, Percy is basically the fourth strongest being of the whole freaking universe.

The story is going to be twist so hard :D

Please Review and tell me if you have any suggestion for my story, thank you.

See you all next time!