Hey guys this is a rewrite of my old story, the last children of chaos. The majority of the story is the same with a few minor changes, so read carefully. I'll be putting a guide for the primordials at the bottom, in case you need a refresher.

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Official Breakdown of the Story

Name: The Last Children of Chaos

Summary: After watching the world from the beginning of time, Chaos has become weak and is fading. To hold his legacy, thirteen new children are born of him and primordial goddesses. When Perseus and the other last children of Chaos offer their help to Olympus against all of the titans rising, will the Olympians accept? Or will it go down as the bloodiest war in history?

Rating: T, nothing higher, maybe lower. I don't write M stories.

Language: English, duh. Cursing wise though, I don't normally curse as a person and will only do so if it fits the character. Not an over dose of cursing though.

Pairing: I'm going to keep this a secret for now. It is not, however, Percabeth, Peranca, Perlia, Pertemis, or Percy and Last girl.

This takes place about 13 to 15 or so years before the last Olympian. They are currently in the void, Chaos's home.

Disclaimer: I don't own Greek gods or later, Percy Jackson.

A man sat in a chair at a brown oak table, looking out sadly through the window that showed space drifting by. The galaxies and cosmos shone so brightly, but your eyes were drawn to the man.

The man looked to be about thirty, with his pitch black hair showing no streaks of grey. But his black eyes with grey swirls were filled to the brim with sadness like a bucket full of water. The man had seen too much death and destruction, more than enough to fill an immortal lifetime. Though he seemed young, his body is slightly slumped and his aura was not as strong as it had once been. He was wearing a black suit with a dark grey shirt underneath. He tapped on a devices' screen in front of him and waited. In a few minutes, flashes of lights appeared in the room along with more chairs. The table itself elongated to hold the beings that had entered with their chairs.

He looked around at them. His oldest daughter, with her chocolate brown hair and green eyes, smiled at him. His youngest grandson, stood nervously beside his chair. He began roll call, something that he hated to do because it was so boring, but it was mandatory.

"Ouranos?"

"Here," The white haired man with blue eyes replied.

"Gaia?"

"Here," His oldest daughter responded.

"Erebus?"

"Present," A man with black hair and black eyes answered.

"Nyx?"

The attendance continued through Pontus, Thalassa, and Thesis.

"Eros?"

No one responded. "Eros?" The man called again before making a mark on his tablet.

He continued through the list. Thesis, Hemera, and Aether were all present. Tartarus, Hypnos, Thanatos, and Eros were not there.

"My children," The man said, finally speaking. "I have summoned you to a meeting of upmost importance. You may be seated," The beings in the room pulled their chairs to the table. They looked like regular humans but a certain powerful aura rolled of them. The power in the room was so immense, even a blind person could sense it. None of them looked the same, different hair, eye color, heights, but they all had the same face shape. The same face shape as the tired man at the table.

"Father, what is wrong?" His second oldest daughter asked. She was tall and had midnight black hair that fell just below her shoulders. Her midnight blue eyes were so dark that they were almost black.

"Many things, Nyx, many things. I am becoming weakened. I cannot watch over the world for much longer. I have some time left, but not much," The man said. Gasps and cries were heard throughout the room.

"How long?" A woman with black hair and eyes with every color in it.

"Maybe a hundred years maximum, Thesis," He replied

The browned haired woman with the green eyes began to cry. "It's my fault, isn't it?"

"No, Gaea, it is not your fault. Your sons, the gigantes had corrupted you in the 1940s and it was my duty as a father to bring you back home. You are a powerful child as my second eldest creation. Our battle was destined to happen. I cannot control what my granddaughters, the fates, make. This is not your fault," The man reassures her.

He shudders as he remembers that time so long ago.

The man sat in the same spot as he had earlier today, but his black hair was shinier, his eyes were brighter, and he was less slumped. He seemed full of energy and a strong aura rolled of him in powerful waves. When he stood, he walked with a spring in his step.

The door flies open and Ouranos runs in, his bright blue eyes wide with terror. His white hair was messy, like he had been running in the wind, which was odd for the man's normally neat son.

"Father!" Ouranos says. "Gaia is rising! I couldn't stop her! She was about to rise to the surface in Alaska!

The man's eyes widen. He followed Ouranos out of the room and the two sprinted away. They burst into a room where Gaia stands in the middle, her arms raised. A swirling green portal is opening above her. Slowly, she is rising towards it.

"Gaia, no!" The man yells.

She turns toward them while still moving upward. "You cannot stop me! I will rise once and for all!" Her eyes were no longer a grass green, but a dirty green. Something was wrong with her.

If Gaia's arms hit the portal, she would be transported to the mortal world where destruction would reign. They had to do something.

The man ran at Gaia, tackling her. She fell off of the rising platform and unto the floor. But she was persistent. Kicking her father off, she climbed back onto the platform. Just as she was about to hit the portal, the man grabbed her, but there was not enough time to pull her off the platform. They disappeared into the portal, but at the last second, the man changed the destination of the portal. They appeared in open space by planets and stars. Gaia turned toward him and screamed, "WHAT WAS THAT FOR?"

"I couldn't let you go up there and completely destroy the mortal world! Come Gaia, be reasonable," He tries to reason with her.

She growls at him and charges him, twirling her long staff. The man's shoulders sag as if he can't believe he must to this. Taking a deep breath, he summons his black sword, ready to face his daughter and bring her back home.

Their battle rages for hours upon hours. Earthquakes, storms, and horrible natural disasters flood the world because of their powerful battle.

Gaia and the man stand about thirty feet, weapons raised above their head. Simultaneously, they fire blast of energy at each other, the man's black, Gaia's was a grassy green. The power bursts collided in mid air, but the explosion was enough to send both father and daughter flying backwards. A powerful explosion rocked the earth as the bursts collided.

The man sat up slowly, dazed and exhausted. His black hair was matted with blood and his face covered in bruises. His bloodied hand gripped his sword tiredly. A trickle of blood ran from the edge of his mouth onto his torn and ripped black suit.

Gaia did not look any better. For that matter, she looked worse. Her hair was a rat's nest, debris embedded in it along with blood. Her discolored with dirt and blood green dress, once elegant, could have been mistaken for beggar's clothing now. She was even more bloodied than her father. Still, she used her staff to stand up, pain evident in her eyes as her muscles ached.

The man pushed himself to his knees, weak but determined. "Why are you doing this? This isn't you. You don't hate the mortal world. Why, my daughter, why?"

Her eyes flicker for a millisecond back to the regular grassy, happy green. As soon as it had come, her eyes were the muddy green. "You never cared for me!" She screamed, going slightly mad, charging her father.

Gaia let out a blast of energy so powerful it could have destroyed the earth in a second had they been there. But the man looked at his daughter and released a black blast that covered his daughter's. He ran at her, arms open wide. She tried as hard as she could to kill him with her staff, but every hit the man took, he ran faster. Finally he had her locked in an embrace, caught tight in his arms. She screamed again, fighting and kicking him the whole time. But the man didn't let go.

His energy burst covered them. Still, Gaia fought. He began to yell louder to mask her screams. "I love you. I love you, my daughter! I LOVE YOU GAIA!"

For a moment, you could feel the forces fighting together. But the man was stronger and loved his daughter. Everything went black for a second before the two fell through the roof off Gaia's room, landing on the floor.

Ouranos looked at his wife carefully. But when he saw that her eyes were their normal color, he rushed forward to hug her. Gaia wept in his embrace. "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry," She cried.

"Shhhh, it's okay," He soothed. "You're here now."

Gaia's eyes widened. "Father!"

Both turned to look at the heap of black fabric, unmoving, on the floor. They rushed to their father's side.

"Father," Gaia cried as she leaned over him, her tears falling on him. "Please wake up. I love you."

Slowly the man's eyes opened. Overjoyed, his children hugged him tightly. He began to cough and they pulled back.

"You're back," The man said, reaching out his hand to touch Gaia's cheek. "I knew you could do it."

Carefully, Ouranos and Gaia lifted the man up, since they knew he was in too much pain to walk. They carried him out of the room.

"Father?" His grand daughter, Thesis, with multicolored eyes asked. "Are you all right?"

"I'm fine," He couldn't meet Gaia's eyes. "Please continue.

The man next to Gaea takes her hand and squeezes it. "What are we to do? There needs to be someone to watch over the world," Ouranos says.

Gaea sighs. "It should not be one of us. We have learned from experiences with me that we can be corrupted."

"Yet if no one watches over the planet and my brother Order were to rise, the planet would be doomed," The man says.

"The Olympians are too petty and selfish to rule," A man with golden eyes said.

"I agree Chronos, but who else is to rule? Not the mortals or the heroes. Nor should other religion gods, like the Norse, Celtic, or Egyptian, rule," The man shakes his head.

"I have an idea," A woman with black hair and sea green eyes said. "What if our children were to rule?"

Everyone turned to the man's youngest grandson. The woman shook her head. "I mean new children. Ones who could unite under a father. Our previous children have had petty arguments that prevented them from uniting," She says looking at the man.

The man nods. "I am beginning to see. Thalassa, correct me if I am wrong. I am to have children with mortals?"

"No," The woman shakes her head firmly. "Though in the past great heroes came from mortals and gods, I sense that children with mortal parents would not be strong enough. I mean with primordial goddesses."

"More than one?" The man asked confused.

"Yes, they would be more powerful together if multiple powers were inter mixed. Twelve is a good number, four of each, two boys and two girls," Thalassa explains. "Also they should have a step parent that could be their second father along with you.

The man turns to his three oldest daughters. "Nyx, Ananke, and Gaea, since you both have your husbands, will you do this favor to me?" Nyx nods while Gaea looks at her husband and he nods.

"I will do so father," Gaea says.

A woman with black hair that lighten to brown at the tips and purple eyes with a few swirls of green nods. Ananke sits by her husband Chronos at the table.

"Then it is decided," The man made a few notes on his device.

"Wait," Chronos said. "There should be a leader so that the children do no quarrel."

Murmurings broke out. How could there be a leader when all the children are equal?

Nyx thought of the answer. "There should be a thirteenth child. There will be children of sky, darkness, and earth, but no sea. The thirteenth child should be a child of Thalassa. That child would unify them all."

All eyes turn towards Thalassa. She exchanges a glance with Pontus. "If that is the way, then I shall do it."

The man looks thoughtful. "Very well. This thirteenth child, they should be born in the middle so that everything is balanced. Ananke's first child will be born, then Nyx, Gaia, and so on," He said sadly turning towards his daughter.

"What is wrong?" She asks, concerned.

"I sense a dark path for one of your children."

Gaea looks alarmed. "Which one?"

"Not one yet to be born. No, an older child."

"A Cyclops? A hundred handed one? A titan? A giant? Which one?" Gaea sounded frantic and thoroughly distressed.

"Relax, my dear. A titan or several titans, I sense," He said.

Gaea's shoulders slumped. "Not again," She muttered.

"I know your fears of another attempt to corrupt you and awaking in the mortal world. Stay close to your new children and that may be prevented," The man finished.

She nods and relaxes.

"Any thing else to discuss?" The man asked. When no one answered, he continued. "Next time we meet as a council, you will meet the new managers and superpowers of the universe. Meeting dismissed."

The primordial gods began to leave in their signature colors. Blue, black, red, green, and many other colorful spurts of light filled the room. Once they had faded, the man got up and paced in front of the window. He stopped and turned to stare out into space.

"They will be called The Last Children of Chaos," The man mused to himself.

I hoped you liked it. Please review and check out my other PJO story, Storm Rising.

I'm pretty sure most of you figured out who the man was. If not review and tell me your guesses. If you are confused about the primordial gods and their domains, Wikipedia has a great list on primordials.

Here is a list of primordial gods and goddesses so you guys don't get confused. This is not all of the primordials, only the ones that may be used in the story.

Aether- god of light, husband to Hemera, present at meeting. Blonde hair, blue eyes

Ananke- goddess of goddess of inevitability, compulsion, need, and upper air, wife to Chronos, present at the meeting. Black hair lightening to brown, purple eyes with green swirls.

Chronos- god of time, husband to Ananke, present at meeting. Black hair, gold eyes.

Erebus- god of darkness and shadow, husband to Nyx, present at meeting. Black shaggy hair, black eyes.

Eros- god of love and attraction, not present at meeting but has not faded yet.

Gaea- goddess of earth, wife to Ouranos, present at meeting. Brown hair, green eyes

Hemera- goddess of daylight, wife to Aether, present at meeting. Golden hair, blue eyes

Nyx- goddess of night, wife to Erebus, present at meeting. Black hair, dark blue eyes.

Ouranos- god of the heavens, husband to Gaea, present at meeting. Whitish hair, blue eyes.

Pontus- god of the sea, father of the fish and other sea creatures, husband to Thalassa, present at meeting. Black hair, green eyes.

Tartarus- god of the deepest, darkest part of the underworld, ex husband to Gaea, no one knows where he is, suspected he has faded

Thalassa- Spirit of the sea and consort of Pontos, wife to Pontus, present at meeting. Black hair, green eyes.

Thesis or Physis- goddess of procreation and nature. Black hair, multicolored eyes.

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