Hey guys. I'm so sorry that I haven't updated. I know that you're probably all ticked off, but oh well. I'm here now. Also, you might want to go back and read the last chapter like I did, to refresh your memory. Also, I might bring back some characters that are dead. But because I have 4 projects due this week, a track meet, yearbook photos, soccer, and much more, I probably won't be able to update again for at least a week. But good news: in about nine days, school ends for me, and I have the whole summer to update. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own PJO.

Mercy's P.O.V.

"Ugh!" I shouted as I whacked the punching dummy aggressively.

I wasn't so much angry that I was going to Camp Half-blood as I was, frustrated.

A soldier from one of the lower sectors stumbled into the gym, looking as if I might kill him.

"Um, before I tell you this, just know that I'm just a messenger," He said uncertainly. "Chaos said to tell you that you will be going with Troop 51 and Troop 52 in five Earth hours."

I waved my hand to dismiss him and the trembling kid bolted.

I groaned. Time moves way differently here than it does on Earth. Five hours there would be like fifty minutes here.

I better get ready. I thought.

I snapped my fingers and a bag of stuff I might need was on the ground by my feet. This is going to suck.

I know what you're thinking: Why is the 'all mighty' assassin of Chaos groaning and being immature?

Well, although I'm immortal, I'm still only sixteen.

I walked over to the 'cafeteria' and sat down to my best friend, Hunter.

He was the leader of Troop 51, and he was the only other person that knew of my true identity, besides Chaos.

"Hey," He said, doing our handshake that we made up with me, "I heard about the trip. That sucks. But at least we're going together."

"Yeah I guess." I gave in. "Maybe this won't be too bad. She won't be there."

She was what I called Annabeth. I didn't like saying her name. It brought up bad memories.

"Yeah, how could she be? It's been five hundred years!" Hunter exclaimed.

This might not be so bad. I was actually pretty lucky; the situation could be worse.

And that's where my luck ran out.

Annabeth's P.O.V.

I can't wait for the army to arrive. Maybe Percy will be in it. Only the most honourable people of the Universe are accepted. I wouldn't be surprised if he was in it.

Obviously I wasn't the only one with that thought, as almost the entire camp was excited to a high extent.

Everyone, including the gods, gathered in the arena to wait for Chaos' soldiers

We saw them appear; a man stood at the front, obviously the leader.

At that point, I didn't know how right I was.

(A.N. I know that this was a short P.O.V. , but I want to go back to Percy, but I wanted to fit somebody else in the chapter.)

Mercy's P.O.V.

We flashed in and appeared right in the middle of the arena.

My dad was about to say something when I cut him off. "Look, I don't want to be here. I'll help you defend the camp, and then I'm gone."

I snapped my finger to flash out, but it didn't work.

Chaos appeared. "I limited your powers so that you cannot flash off of Earth. Not unless I allow it."

After he finished speaking, he flashed out.

"Ugh!" I groaned. "This week is gonna suck." (A.N. I wrote 'gonna' on purpose."

"Aren't you the assassin of Chaos?" A random voice from the crowd asked.

"Yeah." I replied.

"Then aren't you supposed to be all wise and powerful?" Somebody wondered. "You don't seem so powerful to me."

"What do you expect?" Hunter replied. "He's only sixteen."

Everybody gasped. Nobody expected that the all mighty assassin would be a teenager.

"Dude!" I gaped at him, elbowing him in the side.

Then quieter, I whispered, "You're going to blow my cover."

I snapped my fingers, flashing to the lake, outside of everyone's view.

Hunter's P.O.V.

"Dude!" Percy, I mean, Mercy, shouted at me.

Then he whispered, "You're going to blow my cover."

He flashed out, probably to a lake or something.

Ouch, I probably shouldn't have said that.

"What do you mean, he's sixteen?" A random person voiced.

"Well, although he is sixteen, he is still Chaos's assassin, the leader of his army, and the second most powerful being in the Universe, so I'd lay off if I were you." I replied.

"He seems emotionally unstable." A guy joked to his friends.

"He's had a rough life, so lay off." I said, "Although he is around your age, he has some bad memories from Earth."

"Well, who is he?" Someone asked, "Do we know him?

"I probably shouldn't tell you this, but let's just say that he's a demigod and the son of somebody here."

All of the campers started pointing at the gods and yelling at the same time.

"I should go see him. Do you guys have some sort of body of water?" I asked.

"Well, we have a lake."

"Thanks." I ran over to the lake and found him.

Mercy's P.O.V.

I was trying to relax underwater when I noticed somebody approaching the water, coming fast. I couldn't tell who it was, and they had something in their hand.

Thinking it was a weapon, I made a wave to pull them underwater. They screamed and I realized it was Hunter.

Oops.

I waved my hands in a motion and brought him up to the surface.

"Sorry Hunter." I winced.

He spit out a mouthful of water and put his hand up in a 'stop it' gesture, "Don't say a word."

I burst out laughing. "That was funny. You looked like a fountain."

He chuckled. "This does not leave the lake."

I heard footsteps and we both turned to the shore.

Standing there was Annabeth.

And she had witnessed everything.

So, what do you think? I want to know what you guys want me to do for POVs. Do you want me to write from like everybody's perspective, or just the main characters? It doesn't really matter to me, but I want you guys to enjoy. I can write from everybody, or just a few. Well, thanks for reading, and stay tuned for the next chapter of Killer of Chaos.