help i'm SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING q_q

i looked back on this and holy shit what was i thinking

ANYGAYS

i'm going to continue this for you gays' sake 

you're welcome :)

Percy's POV—

So...yeah.

One minute it was all quiet and tense and then all hell broke loose.

...wow, I just summarized the entire history of the gods-

Okay, okay, jeez. Getting off topic here. My bad.

Anyways, yeah, there's a teensy-weensy problem here. Very tiny. Insignificant miniscule, infinitely microscopic problem (see? I can write big words!). 

Nyx was like, right in front of me.

Yep, very small problem. A problem smaller than He-Who-Has-No-Nose's nose. 

This is fine.

3rd Person POV—

Hogwarts

"Where's Percy Jackson?!"

That triggered two reactions:

"WHAT THE FUCK-"

and:

"HE'S ALIVE?!"

You can probably guess who said who. 

"He was right there, what the fuck." Sylvia was staring at the place where Percy was right before the big explosion happened. 

"Did Black take him?!" Neville squeaked. The poor boy looked paler than Voldemort himself. "Merlin's pants, I think Black took him!-"

The minute Neville suggested the idea, the room exploded into murmurs and the occasional "WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE" from a female Hufflepuff. Percy Weasley was still trying to calm everyone down, but no one was really listening to him.

"PLEASE, CALM DOWN EVERYONE-"

"SHUT UP WEASEL-" Draco Malfoy shouted back. "NO ONE CARES." Percy's face turned a shade redder than his hair and he was about to retort, but Penelope put a hand on his shoulder and whispered something in his ear to calm him down.

Jason had snapped out of his flabbergastedness (that isn't a word unfortunately :[) from seeing that Percy was actually alive and had taken charge like the responsible guy he was. "We need to get the professors!" He yelled as he tried to open the doors of the Great Hall, but the debris had jammed it shut. "Gods dam it-" Hazel hurried over next to him, attempting to help Jason move the large pieces of rubble with their godly powers and trying to make it look like magic had done it.

Harry was still in the middle of processing everything, as was Ron. Hermione seemed to be the only one that had a brain cell among the trio.

Luke was currently trying to get over the fact that someone had recognized him as the Chaos Commander, and some of the wizards who hadn't been distracted by the explosion and actually remembered that he was called that were staring at him like they had just seen the Grim.

"Stop squirming, Sy-" Nick hissed as he held her arm, checking her over for injuries. Sylvia simply huffed and flipped him off, but begrudgingly let him check her up. Blake and Lila were helping some students get out of the debris that had fallen. 

Thankfully, no one was seriously hurt except for some scrapes and bruises. Everyone seemed fine (physically, of course. All of the students probably had mental trauma now, or at least a busted eardrum from the bang).

The only question was...where was Percy? And where were the professors?

And what the fuck had just happened?

Unknown location

Percy's POV but not really (I hope you know what I mean q_q)—

Percy was standing in the middle of a pitch-black room, with the freaking goddess of the night looming over him ominously.

Yep, just an ordinary Tuesday for Percy Jackson.

"Hello, Perseus." She hissed, circling him like a hawk would do to a little injured mouse. Percy resisted the urge to roll his eyes. This was like a weird ass Disney movie.

"Hello, lady Nyx." Percy said flatly. "Is there any reason why you just decided to kidnap me?" Nyx chuckled (why is that word so ugly help), stopping her little circle right behind Percy.

"Mm, I already said I don't like formalities." She said, her voice low and honestly really creeping Percy out right now.

Something wasn't right...this didn't feel like Nyx. And when Percy tried to sense her blood, there was...nothing. He couldn't sense anything, not a whiff of any goddess he knew. 

"...who are you?" He asked lowly, his eyes narrowing. Without his bloodbending skills, he felt blind in the suffocating darkness. Not-Nyx hm'd, and he could practically hear the smile in her voice as she talked.

"I am your darkest moment, Perseus." Her voice sort of...warped in the middle of the sentence. Like a voice changer, but in a way that was terribly wrong and probably shouldn't have existed. "Quite literally as well."

REFERENCE ALERT

Icy fingernails skipped up Percy's spine as a pit formed in his stomach, and he tried to glare at her. Problem was, he couldn't see her. Hell, all his senses were deprived of anything except for sound. He didn't even know which way was up or down...was he in the void?

"Oh, the great Perseus Jackson is now finally scared." The voice (he didn't think he could refer the voice to Nyx now, it sounded so warped and twisted that it was unidentifiable) whispered, venom practically dripping from the last word. "It won't be the first...and it most definitely will not be the last."

"I-" Percy stopped himself, knowing that the voice was right. What would be the point in lying at this point? "...you pretended to be Sirius, didn't you?" 

The voice scoffed sharply. "Took you long enough. You're quite the mastermind, yet you only found that out now. Pathetic."

"Why?"

"Why not?"

Despite his fear, Percy was a tad bit annoyed by the voice's cryptic ass. "Please stop acting like a cliche villain in a fairy tale and just...say it. If you're really going to kill me, might as well say it."

The voice scoffed again. "...I won't kill you, no. That would be far too easy. And besides, Hades has a soft spot for you." The voice said dismissively. "Can't really deny my pride, though. Fine, I'll tell you who's behind all this. I'll tell you who I am." A touch of arrogance was in the voice's words, a tiny hint of smug amusement.

"My name is Lady Chaos. And I will not rest until Order is overthrown."

okay this was kinda short but hope you liked it :> stay safe guys<33