Welcome back. Sorry, it took so long with this chapter. I've been extremely busy with college, yadda yadda yadda, excuse excuse exuce. Anyway, I have been reading the comments, and let me just say this. Everything and I mean EVERYTHING I do, I do for a reason. Much of it will be explained in this chapter, some you will have to wait for a few chapters for, like the Annabeth explanation. I should have said this earlier, but the entire reason I started writing this story is because I read Zayden Stormvoid's story "New Titans: Fall of Olympus" and didn't like what he did with Annabeth. I immediately came up with a much better explanation for why she does what she does, but you will have to wait till the end of the entire story to find out why. There are hints at it in this chapter, but the character giving the hints is intentionally playing coy. For those who are worried about the plot. I do already know exactly what I want to do. Again EVERYTHING I do, I do for a reason. Every sentence I type plays into the bigger picture somehow. I do know exactly where I'm going with this. I'm sorry for not putting this sooner and causing some of you to be concerned. I hope this relieves some of those concerns.

Percy

I fell, and fell, and fell, and fell some more. It seemed to go on forever. All around me was darkness. No matter how far I fell, there was only more darkness. Eventually, I started to get bored, then tired. Despite what had happened that day, I fell asleep. I was still falling. It could have been hours, days, weeks, maybe even a month. I fell for what felt like would be all of eternity.

3rd person.

"How long are you going to let him fall?"

"What, are you not enjoying this at least a little?" Two figures stood side by side. One was over six-six, the other only five-ten. The taller man wore a black three-piece suite. He had a black dress shirt and tie. His hair was the darkest black imaginable. It was cut short and well kept. He had a perfectly manicured van-dike that matched his hair color. His eyes were a deep black. The darkness in them seemed to go on forever. It almost seemed like the light around him was dragged into the pure dark aura that surrounded him. While his aura was darker than the darkest night, there was not a hint of evil in it. In fact, it almost seemed as if he simply repealed all evil intentions simply by existing.

His counterpart, on the other hand, was almost his exact opposite. He wore full battle armor that was straight out of a Sci-fi movie. His armor was pure white with silver highlights around the edges of the different plates of armor. On his right chest and left shoulder, there was a silver skull. On his head, he wore a helmet that matched his armor. The faceplate for this helmet was blank, almost as if it was opaque, but that was only from the outside. He could clearly see out of it from the inside.

"You've been letting him fall for what seems like forever, and I'm an immortal who has lived for what feels like forever," the armored man said.

"I'm doing this for you. Aren't you enjoying it?"

"Any joy I am getting out of this is largely overshadowed by the fact that we're wasting time."

"Yet how can you waste time, when time is merely a human concept that moves forward their lives from a point which they can never return. You do not suffer from this illness so how can you waste time when time is meaningless." The taller man smiled at his compatriot.

"I understand what you're saying, but unlike you, I am still bound to my own locus of time, so while nothing has passed for you, it's still been several hours for me. I may be able to travel through other's time, but not my own."

"Yes, yes, I know. Fine, I'll let him in." The dark man waved his hand.

Percy

I was still falling. Falling, falling, falling, with no end in sight. I was thinking all this when suddenly I hit the ground. The breath was knocked out of me, and I wheezed as I tried to pull air back into my lungs. I rotated to sit up. I felt my body over looking for any broken bones. Mordaciously, there were no breaks or sprains. The worst I had was a few light bruises. I was surprised by this. Sure, I had the curse of the Stix, but it only applied to my skin. And then, only when it felt like it. It came and went as it pleased. I slowly got to my feet and looked around.

I was in an expanse of darkness. It seemed like a billowing fog that went on forever. Then suddenly the fog lifted a little, and I was able to see a wall.

Here is another excerpt from Zayden Stormvoid's story "The New Titans: Fall of Olympus." I did go through and make grammar corrections, other than that this is a direct quote. Remember, this story is heavily inspired by his story, and all excerpts are used with his permission. He is much better at describing things than me.

I was in a dark, black room, the wall depicted the history of the gods and Titans, I knew enough paintings to what they looked like, but there were also stories of other things. I saw pyramids and weird people with animal heads, one even looked like a combination of a jackal and an anteater. I saw a tree with nine circles on different branches that looked as if they represented something. One circle was filled with fire, another with icy mountains, another with a forest, one with normal buildings, a cave with crystals in another, another with skulls and bones, bright clouds and a sky in another, one with mist, and one that looked like a golden castle. There was also the bird, stag, dragon, and a squirrel(?) depicted on the tree. Were these, different mythologies? I decided to investigate it more later and look around the room some more. Did I mention that there were giant thrones in the room too?

How could I have missed them? They were the largest and by far the most bizarre thrones I had ever seen, even compared to the Olympians. They were 15 thrones, each 30-feet tall and 15 feet wide, in a U-shape formation, like the Olympian's but slightly more spaced out because of the sheer size of each one. In the middle, like where Zeus would be, was a throne that seemed to have an entire galaxy in it. It was like a water bed, except it was a throne instead of bed and the water was replaced stars, suns, nebulae, and comets. To the right of the throne made of space were two thrones made out of pure darkness. It made me shiver just looking at them. To the left of the space throne were two thrones made entirely out of water, the closest to the space throne having ice as the armrests. To the left of the two water thrones was by far the creepiest throne out of all them, even the ones that were made out of darkness. It was made out of Stygian Iron and some other kind of metal that looked similar to steel. It had depictions of monsters and torture all over the throne and at the top of the headrest, fire sprouted like a hot rod, and there was also Hydra horns masted on the headrest. To the left of this throne was a pure golden throne. It had clocks lined up on the sides and a giant clock with an hourglass at the top of the headrest.

In front of the golden and creepy throne, adjacent to the thrones of darkness were two thrones so white and bright that I had to squint just to look at them for a minute. They seemed to contrast between the two dark thrones, these two seemed to radiate pure light that I wondered how cold and dark it would be if those two thrones weren't next to the dark thrones. Adjacent to the white thrones was a throne that looked like an exact copy of Zeus's throne, minus the golden eagles and pompous bastard. It was made out of stormy clouds and crackled at times with lightning. To the right of this throne, was a rocky, brown throne filled with, well rocks. At the headrest, it was spiky and jagged like a mountain. In between the two previously mentioned thrones was a pile of rubble, as if a throne once stood there. By any indication from the rubble, it would have been a more deep brown, and it seemed to be represented of life because there was dry, dead grass and plants in the rumble.

At the other side of the stormy and rocky thrones, next to the golden throne were two similar, almost normal thrones. One was dark pink and purple and had a quiver on one side of the throne and a bow on the other. It also resembled like a love seat. The other one was a plain and simple throne, colored deep purple, and the only weird thing about it would be the red and blue names that would appear and disappear occasionally around it. The throne next to the purple one was a simple grey throne, that seemed to produce an eerie mist. I could faintly hear whispering voices coming from the throne, but it was too low for me to hear. And the final throne, adjacent to the brown, rocky throne and opposite of the grey one, was by far the weirdest throne of them all. It was one-third made of water, one-third made out of metal, and one-third made out of multicolored water. Then I realized that those multicolored waters weren't just any kind of water, it was the Five Rivers of the Underworld! There was blank white for the Lethe, the river of forgetfulness, rusty red for the River Acheron, the river of pain and torture, dark blue for the Cocytus, the river of woe and sadness, dark black for the River Styx, the river of oaths and hate, and fiery water for the Phlegethon, the river of fire, obviously. Together they made the weirdest room I have ever been in, and that is saying something!

This ends the quote from Zayden's story.

After taking in the entirety of the primordial throne room, I spotted them, the two who were about to drastically change my life forever. One was about an inch taller than me, which was pretty impressive. He had black hair and a van-dike. He wore an all-black three-piece suite. The other was much shorter. Unlike the first, who radiated darkness, this one was completely white. I don't mean his skin was white, I couldn't see his skin. It was his armor. I had only seen armor like that in Sci-fi movies. His face was blank, well not his face, I couldn't see it. He wore a faceplate connected to his armor. His helmet didn't even have a place for his eyes. It was very unsettling.

"Welcome Perseus Jackson," The dark-haired man said. I took a step backward. He knew my name. Of course, he knew my name, why wouldn't he now my name. It's not like we've met. Wait, have we met? No, I think I would remember him.

"No, we have not met Perseus, or you prefer Percy, don't you? Well, either way, we have never met before." And he could read my mind, great, just great. Now not even my thoughts were private.

"Your thoughts were never private, to begin with. I've always known them." There must have been a look of hoar on my face because the armored man sighed. He spoke sounding completely exasperated, much like most adult's sound when speaking about me.

"You get used to it. He likes to do this just to prove a point." I stared at the pair, unable to fathom what was happening.

"Ok, one question, well really the first of many questions but…"

"Who are we?" The dark-haired man smiled.

"Please stop." My voice came out as almost a whine.

"Fine, I think you get the point. Your question?" I sighed again.

"Alright, who are you guys."

"Why," the man began. "I'm Chaos."

It took me a few minutes to recover from those words. Chaos was the ultimate primordial being. He predated every other primordial by eternity. Chaos had always existed, would always exist. He was the ultimate being. His rule was absolute, and no one had seen or heard from him in over a millennium. I stood there, slack-jawed, unable to form any coherent thought.

"Of course," He continued. "That is not the only name I've gone by. I have been known by many through various different religions. Some are accurate descriptions, most are not. However, you know me best by the name Chaos, so that is the name you may use." I nodded mutely, my thoughts still afar off, fluttering away like butterflies.

"I think you broke him," the armored man chimed in.

"Please, you were the same way when we first met."

"I like to think I was more dignified, considering we had a relationship before we ever met. To me, you were a real person. Even though I couldn't see you, I knew you were there and could still talk to you. To him, you are a figment of a broken legend, which came from his very far off gods. I always knew I would meet you. He never expected this."

"Yes, you are right."

"I do what I can, you know, since I hang out with someone who is literally always right, no matter what." Chaos just smiled at this. I was still reeling from the revelation that Chaos was here, in the flesh, standing in front of me. I struggled to keep up with the banter happening between Chaos, and the armored man.

"Oh well, guess I'll introduce myself. I'm Jake." Great at least he sounds normal, won't cause me to go completely crazy. "Son of Chaos." Yep, there it is. I'm definitely losing my mind. That's it. I'm in Tartarus. I hit my head when I landed and am now only partially conscious and seeing things. I'm slowly dying and losing my mind.

"You're not dying calm down," Jake said.

"Great you can read minds to?"

"When I want to."

"Well, second question. What, the actual Hades is going on?"

"Language," Chaos said.

"Yeah, he's got this thing for cussing. Might not want to do it." Jake recommended.

"Ok, excuse me." Why am I like this? Am I really being sarcastic with Chaos himself, and his apparent son? "Please, would someone be as kind as to explain to me why I'm here. And what the actual heck is going on." Chaos clicked his tongue at me. "Sorry," I backtracked. "I'm just really confused. You wouldn't believe the day I've had. I woke up thinking I was going to marry my girlfriend, found out she was cheating on me with my half-brother, who I hate. I went to my house and found my mom and step-dad murdered. I went to confront the gods. Got kicked out. Found out that two of the people I had considered close friends were actually my soul mates. Got dragged back into the throne room. Then tossed into Tartarus. Yep, my day's been going swimmingly."

"Well technically, that happened last week for you. You were falling for a very long time," Jake added.

"Thanks for reminding me."

"Your welcome."

"That was sarcasm."

"Oh, I know, just trying to be polite."

"Are you being sarcastic now?"

"Maybe?" Jake shrugged. If I could see his face, I knew he would be grinning from ear to ear.

"Anyhow," Chaos interrupted, "as much as I enjoy watching you two getting along so well, I do have answers for your questions, and were on kind of a strict time table here.

"Really? Now you're concerned about the time table? What happened to ten minutes ago when you were going all philosophical on me about the flow of time."

"That was then, this is now." All this back and forth was beginning to give me a headache.

"Please, can you just tell me why I'm here?" my voice was almost pleading at this point.

"Sure, that's easy," Chaos said. "I want you to be my champion in this realm." Ok, I had had one too many shocks in to short a time. Remember all the way back at the beginning of this story when I said I was going to have a heart attack. Yeah, that was happening right now.

"Please, I can't take any more of this. What is happening?"

"I told you, I want you to be my champion."

"Yes, but what does that mean? Why me? What is going to happen? What does your champion even do? I'm so confused and tired. I can't keep this up." I ended my little tirade and slumped to the ground head in my hands. I was on the edge of tears. I was just so tired.

"Welp, congrats Abba, you broke him."

"Maybe this all did happen a little too fast. But then again, it's not like we had much choice."

"Your right, but we should probably explain more."

"No, not yet. Percy, you must accept the position before I explain it to you. Them the rules."

"Why? Don't you make the rules?" I asked confused, still holding my head."

"Yes, but if I explained it to you and you refused, I would have to erase you from existence."

"Not like that would be a big deal, Jake interjected. "There's are hundreds of other yous. We could just go grab one of them."

"Yes, we could, but we don't want to have to. We would like to see you stay alive, well, not alive exactly, but not erased from existence."
"Wait, so I am dead?" I was even more confused at this point

"You will be if you accept my offer."

"But if I don't, I'll be erased from existence, not much of choice."

"No, no, no. Weren't you paying attention? I would have to erase you if I told you and refused. If you refuse without me telling you, I'll just toss you into Tartarus."

"Wow, somehow I think that might actually be worse."

"Well, you would still have the chance of coming back from Tartarus, as long as you find the doors of death."

"How likely would that be."

"Well, the minotaur managed to do it at least three times in five years so."

"Yeah, I get the point, but if its all the same, I'd rather not do that again. Did it once, had my girlfriend to help me through. I don't think I would make it by myself."

"So, will you accept the position as my champion?"

"Well, I'm not doing anything else in the foreseeable future so I might as well."

"Good." Chaos waved his hand at me. I thought I was already in peak condition from Aphrodite's blessing, but that was merely outward. This, this was something else. I physically felt my muscles tightening under my skin. I cried out as a burning sensation went through my entire body. I felt like my body was on fire. Every part of me ached, and I writhed on the floor, trying to escape the pain. Eventually, the pain subsided. The darkness that had clouded my vision slowly faded. I was able to see again.

Eventually, feeling returned to my body. First thing I noticed was that every inch of me felt different. I felt better than I ever did as a godling. Every inch of my skin glowed with faint gold color. My muscles had become completely defined. I didn't have any superficial fat left on my body. I lifted my shirt slightly and saw a rock hard eight pack. Every square inch of me felt like it was made of pure steel.

As I admired myself, I heard a hiss. I looked up and saw Jake remove his helmet. My eyes were immediately drawn to the silver. It was everywhere. His close-cropped hair was metallic silver. His eyes seemed to pierce me with their silver. And most of his face was covered in a medium-short beard, which was also pure silver. The silver of his hair was not that of an old man, but as if actual strands of the precious metal the color was named after grew directly out of his head. He didn't look much older than me, if at all. He was only about nineteen or twenty. He smiled at me eyes shining.

"Enjoying admiring yourself. If you want, I can get you a mirror to look in." I glared at him. He smiled back, eyes still shining brightly. They seemed to hold an infinite well of mirth.

"You now have a glorified body," Chaos said. "It is much better than your original."

"I thought you said if I excepted being your champion, I would die."

"And you have. Only the dead can have a glorified body. The plus side is you now have an eternal body. There is nothing in any universe that can destroy it. It can still be injured. Well maybe, you also happen to have the curse of the Stix. This is the first time a Greek hero with this curse has had a glorified body, so it is still seen to what will happen."

"This is a lot to take in."

"I know," Jake said. "It was a real rush for me the first time I experienced it."

"You're dead too?"

"Oh please, despite what Abba, excuse me Chaos says, you are not actually dead anymore."

"But," I began.

"You were dead." He pointed over to a corner. I gasped horrified. Over in the corner lay me. Or what used to be me. "See your soul cannot be connected to your old body if you want a glorified body. So, for that minute you were in between your old body and new you were dead. Only a split second."

"So, you've died too?"

"Oh no." Jake touched the center of his chest plate. "I have something special that allowed me to skip the dying part."

"Lucky you."

"Aye, I am lucky." I looked at him confused.
"So, you're a pirate now?"

"Nah, though I have been. More than once." I was even more confused now.

"Welp, my part is done, catch you later. Peace." Chaos, creator of all, flashed a peace sign and disappeared.

"Did he just?"

"Yeah, you get used to it."

"But why?"

"Because he can."

"But."

"No, it doesn't make much sense, but whatever. Now it's my turn to explain things. Prepare for exposition."

"Oh boy."

"Well it's better I do this now, then explain your questions one by one. That would take forever. Here's the basics. The reason you were made a champion was to kill or depose of the current gods. They have become extremely corrupt. Well, they have always been pretty bad, but it's time they are dealt with. You shall be the one to do that."

"How could I defeat gods?"

"Just shut up and listen. I told you I was giving exposition."

"Sorry"

"Anyway, you will be plenty strong by the time I'm done the training you. You can use any time of ability you want; Syou just need to learn how. I'm going to teach you to tap into your full potential. Plus, you won't be alone, but I'll get to that later. For now, I have a list of gods that you must deal with. The list goes Zeus, Ares, Athena, Hera, Demeter, Dionysus. The first four have been slated for execution, it's up to you how you deal with the last two. Any god not on the list is up to you to decide what to do with. Any god not on the list is optional for you to put on your new ruling council. The new council you set up will not be anywhere near democratic. Anyone on this council will be able to give you ideas and suggestions, but it is up to you to make the final decisions on all matters. I also have a council, so I'll give you a break down of how I have it divided, do with it what you want. I, of course, am at the top. My best friend is my second-in-command and most trusted allie. I often delegate decisions to him. Including him, there are four in my inner circle, all very close friends. Under these are five primary councilors, and ten secondary councilors. Meaning there is a total of twenty councilors. Of course, that's not my total senate. Under those twenty, there are fifty masters, two-hundred, elites, and two-thousand knights. Of course, not all of them can be included in every decision, and honestly, most don't want to be included in every decision. But they can always attend meetings and respond if they feel it necessary. All that is to say, you should start with twenty and work your way out from there."

"Ok I know you told me not to interrupt, but how many people are you over,"

"Oh, I forgot to explain who I am didn't I."
"No, you said you were a son of Chaos."
"Well so are you at this point. Son of Chaos is a position. We are not related by blood."

"Oh, that makes you slightly less terrifying."

"It shouldn't."

"Ok, I'm scared again."

"Good, I'll explain my role in the greater scheme of things. Have you ever heard of multi-verse theory before?" I looked at him blankly. "Well, the multi-verse theory states that there are an infinite number of universes. Every decision that you have ever had to make has played out. Whatever decision you make, there is a version of you which made the opposite decision. My job is to look over all those universes. I make sure that what we call code blacks don't occur. A code black is when a world is turned into a dark world, aka destroyed. It's my job to stop this. However, I need to. That's one of the reasons I'm here. If I don't interfere now, your world is headed in a direction in which it would eventually be destroyed. It's my job to make sure human life continues on. Say for example earth is destroyed, but there is functional human life on other planets. In that case, I would not interfere. But if the earth destroys itself before it reaches space colonization stage, I correct the problem. And by me, I actually mean my entire organization. This organization is known as the Interdimensional Space-Time Core or IDSTC for short. We currently have ten-thousand plus time sentinels. And I am their leader."

"Wow, just Wow. That's… a lot to take in."

"Yeah, basically all you need to know is this. Your gods did bad, I fix bad. That's the TLDR version."

"If you're here to fix our worlds mistakes, why don't you just go down there and take care of them yourself?"

"Two reasons. First, we try to interfere as little as possible, like pulling someone out of the timeline who was supposed to die and save their life. Something as simple as this can have great changes. Second, someone needs to rule after this problem is corrected. So, we pulled you out of the timeline. Then we're going to train you and stick you back in twenty years in the future."

"It's going to take twenty years for you to train me?"

"Oh no," Jake laughed hardly. "It's going to take at least a hundred years to get you where you need to be."

"Wait, how old are you?"

"That's hard to say since I jump around time and dimensions so much, but I am much older than you may be able to comprehend. Let's just say that your gods look like babies to me."

"So, if the gods are babies, what am I?"

"Barely out of the zygote phase."

"Comforting."

"Don't worry, when I'm done with you, you'll be the strongest being in this dimension."

"Will I be as strong as you?" Jake laughed again

"Not even close. You may be about as strong as one of my sentinels, possibly even a knight if you train hard enough. But don't worry, we're not a good basis to judge against. I pull the strongest beings from each world to include in the IDSTC."

"Will I join the IDSTC when I'm done?"

"Well, maybe, but you're a champion of Chaos, so that's not my call to make. And before you ask, no, I'm the only one who is a Champion in the core. Your destiny is most likely to rule this world for all eternity as its king. Don't worry, a different version of you is one of my master knights. You, or another you, was one of my first fifty choices."
"That's so comforting." Jake smiled at me.

"We'll talk more about that later, for now, we need to keep discussing a few more points." While Jake continued, I glanced at the list of names he gave me.

"Quick question, why is my dad not on the list?"

"We figured it was best to just let you deal with him however you wanted to. He not completely evil like Zeus or Ares. Or so conceded like every single person on that list. Basically, that list is of the gods that will refuse, no matter what, to swear loyalty to you. Now I will continue this topic later. For now, we need to talk about something else, something, more personal."

"Well if that's not absolutely terrifying, I don't know what is." Jake kept smiling at me, his smile becoming more of a wicked grin. "Now, I'm scared."

"You shouldn't be. This isn't something you need to be scared of. We need to talk about your relationships, namely your love life."

"Oh, boy. Are you sure that's a can of worms you want to open?"

"No, not really, but I need to explain some things to you. Trust me, it will help."

"I hope."

"First things first, we need to talk about how you view sexuality. You have noticed you're different than most humans."
"Yeah, that's because I'm a demi-god."

"Well that's partially true, but there's more to it. Yes, it's true that most demi-gods are bisexual, and a larger percentile of them are more open to open relationships than most humans. This is due to their relationship with the gods, who had a very open view on sexuality."

"I don't see how I'm different than any of them."

"Well for one, while open dating is commonplace among demi-gods, at the end of the day most demi-gods only have one soulmate. We both know that's not true for you." I blushed slightly at this.

"You have me there, I do have two soul mates, but that's not that weird is it?" Jake burst out in a hearty laugh.

"Oh, Percy, Percy, Percy, you have a lot to learn. What I'm about to tell you will probably come to you as more of a shock than hearing you are going to kill the gods. You always knew deep down that you would kill them one day, and like that you know this is true as well. First, you know how Greek legend tells how the first humans lived right?'

"You mean the two-headed, eight-limbed beings."

"Yes, exactly. However, they were not the only beings like this. There was another species similar to them, but much much more powerful and much older. Unlike their two-headed counterparts, these beings looked mostly like humans today, except they were much taller, stronger, and far more beautiful than any human today. These beings were feared far above two-headed beings. The primordials split these beings into far more pieces in an attempt to keep the weak. They then scattered them into different times in an attempt to prevent them from ever reforming. This means some of them would not be born , or of sexually mature age at the same time. Even if only two of them found each other again, they would be nowhere near as strong as they were original. This led to the piacular state of having multiple soulmates, usually an even number with an equal number of males and females in the relationship.

Members of this group also have a strong skew on other sexual taboos as well. Like the gods, you will have a different view on incest. The major problem with incest is that it can produce bad offspring by the focusing of negative recessive genes. Unlike humans, you do not suffer from this problem. Your genes are now pure. What I'm about to say will sound very repugnant to you right now, but I am simply using it as an illustration, don't think about it too much. Let's say that your younger sister Andromeda grew up and somehow the two of you had a child. Now I know this sounds bad but stay with me. That child of you and your half-sister would have no more risk of a birth defect than any human. In fact, that child would have a much lower, practically non-existent chance of having any negative outcomes. If the child had any, it would be solely Andromeda's gene's fault. If she had a body like yours, there would be zero chance of any negative repercussions.

All this is just an example, and the reason I'm telling you all this is that you are one of these multi-soul beings. The head of one of these beings to be specific. Only you can bring them together, and only you can keep them that way. The individual pieces will be attracted to each other and to you, but they don't understand why like you do. Think about it you know it to be true. What was your first response when you saw Annabeth cheating on you. It wasn't immediate outrage at the fact that she cheated on you. But you were angry with who it was with. Think about it. You immediately thought of several people who you wouldn't have cared if she had sex with. That was your natural split soulmate personality kicking in. Those who have the ability to form a soul-family, as I will call it, are naturally open to the idea of sharing sexual partners within a set group. You had this natural perspective, but you didn't have your group of soulmates, so you inserted your closest friends instead. And Annabeth's response once she realized she made a mistake. She was naturally drawn to you, as are many who aren't necessarily your soulmate. She couldn't comprehend why she wanted to stay close to you, and she said whatever she thought would keep you close. She didn't say something that a normal girlfriend who cheated on her boyfriend. She said what someone who was part of soul-family would say if she were found sleeping around outside the group."

"So are you trying to say Annabeth is one of my soulmates or not."

"No, I'm not saying, either way, she may be, she may not be."

"Do you know?"

"Of course, I know. I can see the future. I'm a seventh-dimensional being. Well technically, I'm a three-dimensional being who lives in a seventh-dimensional world. I'm not going to go into the specifics now. Maybe later, we're talking about you right now."

"So, if Annabeth isn't one of my soulmates, then who is? I know Aphrodite and Piper are, but how many soulmates do I have? And how do you know so much about this" Jake laughed again?

"Oh no, I'm not telling you anything about who is part of your group. But for the question of how do I know so much? Well, that's simple. I am the head of one of these groups as well. There are twenty of us, ten males, ten females. Actually, you know what, you've been through a lot. You already know who two of your female counterparts are, so I'll go ahead and tell you one of the males if you want."

"I don't know. Sure, I've felt attraction to guys before, but I'm still a mostly straight demi-god."

"That's fine. You don't have to have sex with the guys of your soul-family if you don't want to. But I already know you won't mind if any of the girls in your group have sex with your male counterparts."

"I guess that makes sense. Sure, go ahead and tell me who it is."

"Well, you already know who it is. He's the only guy that has already told you he has a crush on you."

"Wait, Nico? You're telling me that Nico DeAngelo is one of my soul-mates?"

"Yes, I am."

"This is all a lot to take in. I think I need to sit down for a moment." I sat down on the black marble floor. I held my head with my hands, trying to hold my mind together. I felt like I might go crazy.

"I know this is a lot to take in, but we are on a timetable." Jake's voice was soft, but there was a firmness behind it.

"Wait, aren't you some sort of time lord? Why are we worried about time?" I asked. There was a poof beside me, and Chaos was back.

"That's the thing about Jake, he's a stickler for time crunches. Even though he has all the time in the world, he still wants to do things the most efficient way possible."

"That, and our competition," Jake interjected.

"Competition, what competition?" I was so confused. Did I say that already? I think I did.

"You see Chaos, and I have this little competition going on with you as the playing piece."

"Well, that's comforting."

"It's not that bad. We are going to two different timelines that are doomed. We each pull you out, then we see who can train you faster and better. Can Chaos and his primordials train your counterpart better? Or can I, my generals, and my other selves train you better?"

"Other selves? You're telling me you actually go and talk with your other selves?"

"Oh," Chaos laughed, "you should see their personal fight club. Its literally hundreds of Jake's all partying at once, with a giant fight ring in the middle where they just punch each other into oblivion."

"It helps that it's a dimension where your soul and body become one. Meaning you can't be killed," Jake said.

"Ok, again, a lot to take in, but what are you doing back?" I asked Chaos.

"What? I never left. I've been here the whole time." He said this as he faded out of sight.

"But, what, huh?"

"This is how it is," Jake explained, "He's the God. The Creator. He is everywhere, all the time. Even if he's not here physically. His spirit inhabits every dimension, every time, at once. I know it's hard to comprehend, so don't think about it too hard. For now, we need to talk about your training." I was still sitting on the ground, head in hands. My skull felt like it was splitting in two.

"I have the worst possible headache right now."

"If you think it hurts now, waits till we actually start training."

"I'm so looking forward to it."

"Good, enthusiasm. Keep that up."

"I was sarcastic."

"I'm not. If you want to survive my training, you're going to have to have a good attitude."

"Oh boy."

"I'll go ahead and give you an overview of your training plan. First, you'll train with me a little to improve your combat and natural elemental skills further. Then we'll go to one of my other versions who specializes in magic training."

"I thought you said you were going to train me on my godly powers?"

"Yes, I am. The abilities you got from your father and the other gods are a different type of power. You see, there is magic, then there is what you have, what I like to call supernatural abilities. Two categories that do similar things. Right now, you have some powerful supernatural abilities, but they can be augmented greatly if you learned how to use powerful magic like what my other self can teach you."

"Why don't you just teach me if you're so powerful?"

"Because I don't use magic, only supernatural abilities."
"But I thought you said you should augment supernatural abilities with magic?"

"No, I said you need to augment your abilities with magic. I have enough supernatural abilities that if I learned magic, it might actually get in the way."

"Oh, great to hear just how OP you are."

"Very, And someday, so will you. Now as I was saying originally, after learning magic, you will learn personal and godly energy control, sometimes known as Ki control, from one of my other selves. Then you will go to a third dimension where you will learn even further how to use your personal abilities and learn how to be a great tactician and mighty general. Then we will return to a training dimension built specifically for you, where you will join part of your army who will be training under my generals, the counselors of the I.D.S.T.C.

"Again, a lot to take in. Wait, did you say my army?"

"I already told you, you would have help. Now is the time to introduce you to part of it." Jake motioned towards a part of the black mist, and it seemed to melt back revealing a giant black door. The door slowly creaked open. A greyish mist spilled out of the door and billowed around the space in which Jake and I stood/sat. Jake reached down, grabbed my arm and pulled me to my feet. The silhouette of figures moved through the mist. The mist finally settled, and I had another one of those moments that would have shortened my life if I was still in my mortal body. As it was, my heart still nearly stopped. Before me were the faces of people, I thought I would never see again. I looked across the sea of dead demi-gods and started picking out faces. I saw Bianca di Angelo, one of my first crushes and Nico's sister, next to her was Zoe Nightshade. I saw Selina Beauregard, Lee Fletcher, Michael Yew, and Castor, the son of Dionysus. I even spotted Ethan Nakamura among the group. There were many more of the demi-gods and huntresses that had died during the two wars. My eyes finally landed on two people that rooted my feet to the floor. In front of me, near the back of the group, stood Luke Castellan and Jason Grace. I stood there, shocked senseless for a moment. I finally pulled myself out of my daze. I rushed through the crowd of heroes and headed straight for the back. I wrapped Jason in a tight hug.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," I said over and over again. I thought I had buried these emotions and let the old wounds heal while with the Artemis's huntresses, but seeing him again ripped those old scars open.

"It's fine buddy," he said patting me on the back. I was smothering him. I let go of Jason and turned to Luke. A flood of emotions swept through me. Several words came to mind when I looked at him: friend, mentor, predecessor, traitor, enemy, Kronos, yet hero. He slowly held out his hand to me, obviously nervous about our first encounter since his death. I thought to myself 'what the hell' and reached forward. I grabbed his hand in a firm handshake and pulled him into a bro hug. I patted his back.

"I can actually say it's good to see you again. There was a point in my life where I thought I would never say those words."

"Same here," Luke said with a nervous laugh.

"But how?" I asked looking around the group. Their faces smiled back at me.

"Simple," Jake said. "We removed their souls from Hades and gave them glorified bodies."

"But how did you do that without Hades noticing."

"This isn't the first time we've done it; Hades knows not to ask questions. Sometimes different souls end up in the wrong religions' afterlife."

"But, why?"

"You needed an army, we provided you with an army the gods will never expect." As Jake said this Bianca and Zoe approached

"It's good to see you again, Percy," Bianca said somewhat shyly. Had somehow aged. She looked about nineteen, in fact, they all looked nineteen.

"Tis well we meet again, Perseus," Zoe repeated Bianca's greeting in her own way.

"And it's good to see you all again, but I do have a few questions."

"Let me guess," Bianca began, "Why are we here? Well, that gentleman over there approached us with an offer. Join an army he was recruited to serve under the Percy Jackson, or remain where we were forever, no chance of rebirth."
"Well that wasn't my first question, but it was one." I turned to Jake. "You threatened them to join my army?"

"Please, they had already agreed before I could give the second option. I didn't threaten anyone." I looked doubtful. Jason jumped to Jake's defense.

"It's true. I can't speak for the others because we weren't all together, but I was practically begging Jake as soon as I realized why he was there. I didn't realize you were dead as well."

"I'm not actually dead."

"Sure, you are, how else would you be here?" Jason finally started to look around his environment. "We are dead, right?" Jake stepped forward.

"In fact, you are not dead, but you are stuck in this dimension, or rather, the one I created for your training. And I can answer your second question, Percy. The reason everyone looks nineteen is because that is the age I preset your glorified body to be. You will eventually be able to control your body and be able to set it to whatever age you want. But until then, you are nineteen in appearance."

"Ok, I guess that makes sense," I said.

"Well, I was hoping I could go back to the land of the living. I really wanted to see Piper again," Jason said disappointedly. I froze up at this. I was pelted with the memory of learning Piper was my soul-mate, how would Jason react when he heard it. Then the second thought hit. Hadn't Aphrodite said something about believing that Jason and Piper had looked like they were soul-mates? If that was true, and I knew I was capable of forming a soul-family, then that had some serious implications. I glanced at Jake. His face was impassive during this conversation.

"Well, Jason the good news is we are planning on returning to the mortal world, where we will rule it as its new governors. However, there are a lot of things we all need to talk about." I motion around our group. "For now, let's head to this place that Jake says will be our training ground."

I hope this answers some questions. I don't know when I will get the next chapter out. But hopefully I will eventually. For now, Chornicoler out.