Chaos was having a nice day, or at least close to what could be considered a day when you're constantly in different places in the vast expanse of space...Yeah things were well: 

First, she got to see a growing band of Space Pirates get 'blown out of the water' by a mobile battle-station the size of a moon. 

Second, she got to meet Percy after all this time, this was the top thing on her mind while she sat at her desk doing paperwork. Honestly she lives and breathes in space, why is paperwork still a thing out here? 

Third, her command was going well. The Galaxy Warriors were on Planet Earth, or Gaea, making sure things were going smoothly. It seemed like they split up their forces with half of them monitoring the mortals and the other half of them going in between camps to train the demigods for the upcoming multi-species war that was going to be taking place all over the planet. Where they would then be portaled into different important areas where they could hopefully defend until the main threats were taken care of: the giants, the titans, rouge monsters and demigods, mortals, and last but not least her husband. 

Chaos sighed as she looked at the demographics for the costs of...everything. There was too much to look at and it was overwhelming her, so she decided to take a break from it. She got up from her desk and moved to the balcony where she could overlook her city with a small smile, even in the midst of war there was still so much peace and hope found everywhere. Suddenly there was a presence behind her and Chaos stepped to the side just as a red-tinted blade almost cut her in half. 

"Percy?" Chaos said dodging the next strike as the werewolf Primordial came at her with a vengeance, "What are you doing? Did I do something to offend you?" He was fast, and she was having a hard time just dodging all of his attacks and not striking back or retreating. His chains whipped around shooting at her from impossible angles and speeds while his blades cut off other areas of retreat. 

"You caused this," He growled and swept her feet from under her, "My Annabeth has been taken because I went to meet you" His blade penetrated the stone an inch from her head as he knelt over her. Tears in his eyes. "Where is she?!" His roar was filled with such pain and helplessness that she didn't know how to react. 

So she simply reached up and hugged him. 

Her arms wrapped around under his sword arm and over the shoulder of the other to pull him closer into an embrace with a simple phrase, "I'm sorry." And he Collapsed. Falling to his knees between her legs and sobbing, his claws ripped through the back of her dress and penetrated her skin easily as she held him close. She winced but only drew him closer in response. 

After a few minutes Percy calmed down enough, as by his arms falling loosely to his sides and Chaos drew back and held him by the shoulders. Looking into his downcast eyes as if that would hold the answer as to what might have happened without having to ask aloud. 

"What happened?" She asked and Percy told her. From the events of before meeting her where Annabeth had told him she was going to find the library that Percy had recently discovered to where he'd ripped out Nyx's heart. 

"I've spent the last few weeks searching all over this world to find her, even getting a few mortals involved but nothing. It was all a waste of time and she's probably going through a different version of hell than that I rule." Percy whined and Chaos watched him sympathetically. 

"If you haven't found her on Gaea's body then that means that shes been taken somewhere off-world. Probably a prison of sorts for captures of war." She said and Percy looked over at the deep hole in the ground, his sword had returned to his back and that was the remaining reminder of what he'd almost just done. "I promise you I did not have a hand in any of this. If I had known that your mate was in danger I would not have asked you to spend the day with me like you had. My warriors know of all of the places Order takes prisoners of war..." 

"No." Percy whispered clenching a fist, "I don't want to get the Galaxy Warriors involved in this. If they are in the loop about this then word about my state will get out to both the gods and the mortals hunting me. They cannot know." He said drawing blood as his claws cut through the palms of his hands. "I may be able to rely on the Hunt and Artemis for this but they have gone into hiding and to not want to take part in this war. I can't force them to participate either with how much loss all of them have been though." 

"Oh Percy, even when you're at your lowest your first thought is looking out for others," Chaos said bringing a hand forwards to lift up his chin, "Okay, I will help you myself then. I can ask for the intel from one of the commanders under Alpha's command and from there forwards I can lead you to and help you take down any place we find. It actually would've been something I would have needed to put out a mission for anyways." 

"I can't drag you down with me," Percy said, "You have an army to lead, and people to look over..." 

"Actually all I really do is sit here all shift and complete paperwork. It'll be nice to let loose for once and actually get out in the fight with the rest of my soldiers." Chaos stood, offering a hand to Percy "We'll do this together. There is no reason that can convince me otherwise." 

"But--" 

"No. There are things out there that you will have no idea how to fight, and as the creator of this universe I can help you identify weaknesses and tip the scales of chaos in your favor." She motioned with her hand and Percy looked at her in a whole new light. This was a goddess that, like Artemis, fought for her people. Putting her own power, body, and mind on the line to keep everyone under her care safe. He took her hand, and the both disappeared in a flash of light. 

Why was it that the good ones always had the hardest choices?

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Annabeth sat in her cell full of doubt. Rocket hadn't come around yet and it had been almost two hours since he'd left. It had hurt but she managed to dislocate her thumbs to get off the cuffs and resetting them afterwards was also quite painful, but worth it. She still couldn't do anything about that one on her leg though, and like the MIA raccoon that one was also probably attached to some sort of creature underneath her. 

A sound on the other side of her cell got Annabeth standing and moving to the opposite corner of the bed. She was barely able to stand in the room as it was, but any factor that might stall her captors in getting to her was a welcome one...unless the guards were tentacle creatures...that would suck. The sound was getting closer and Annabeth thought that she could make out the thumps of bodies hitting the floor somewhere past the left wall. 

She didn't realize she had held her breath until the familiar furry face of Rocket came around the corner. Holding some sort of glowing device in his hands. 

"Don't move a muscle," He said putting the device up through a hold in the cell's front bars. Annabeth was starting to think that maybe he had switched sides after all after finding out who she was, but her thoughts were unfounded as a yellow stream of light started to pulse through the lattace-work of the metal. And she watched in fascination as the metal started to melt and drip to the floor as Rocket moved the tool back and forth. 

When he was done he looked at her expectantly, "Well don't you want to get out of here?" 

"You said not to move, so I haven't." Annabeth replied and Rocket groaned and muttered under his breath something about 'being too smart for her own good' and then a few other things that she didn't catch as he walked off. 

"Come on lady!" Rocket yelled behind him and Annabeth got off from the wall and moved towards the newly made hole in her prison. "We still have a long way to go before we're clear of danger." Rocket glanced back to see Annabeth stepping out from the cell and he smirked as he watched how she would react to the dead body around the corner. 

Annabeth noticed it a few seconds after she stepped out and looked for the raccoon, but she didn't give Rocket the reaction he was expecting. Instead he watched in shock as she stripped the alien of it's clothing and put it on the best she could. Taking it's weapon into her hands and studying it for a few moments before aiming it forwards and seeing how it reacted to her touch. 

"This looks oddly like a Covenant Weapon from that 'Halo' shooter," Annabeth looked at Rocket for an answer and he just shook his head and kept on walking, "What?" She called out walking just behind him and watching him for a few minutes. 

"Stop staring at me and watch where we're going lady." Rocket said, "There are still plenty of enemies between us and a good ship." 

"I'm guessing that's what took you so long to come and get me?" Annabeth asked and Rocket went over the past events in his head:

Rocket looked through the hole in the ground expecting a large drop and instead he saw a rail on the edge of what looked like an overlook somewhere along a hallway. 
"Huh" He'd said absentmindedly before jumping through and grabbing onto the rail, using the momentum to slide between the lowest gap and rolling along the floor for a moment before choosing a random direction and shooting off to find a good ship to escape in. 
It didn't even take him ten minutes to find the main hanger, which was being treated as a sort of abandoned shipyard. There were battle-cruisers, cargo ships, 'humanitarian' and mobile habitat vessels, and after a while of looking he finally found a ship that was both fast, agile, and battle-capable. Rocket was actually surprised as to how they had even captured this thing as it looked like an Imperial Grade Scout-Striker. 
It was a ship designed to both find the enemy, exploit weak-points or simply deal a de-mobilizing hit, and making a quick escape. He wasted no time climbing through the messy ramp and checking the ship out. Making sure that it was operational, and seeing nothing was wrong with it he got to finding food and supplies for extended stay on-board. 
Half-way through this process he thought about just leaving behind the girl and taking off to find Quinn and the others, but Groot's disapproving glare wormed it's way into his thoughts, so as soon as he was done he made his way to find a weapon or tool of sorts and retrieving her. 

"Uh yeah, sure." Rocket said despite the fact he'd seen no guards...other than that one surprisingly, and the mess of a ship-yard they had. "There were other problems along the way too." He decided not to mention that it had taken him thirty minutes to get the ship checked, and a half hour to get it stocked. That last thirty minutes was never going to me mentioned. 

Rocket lead Annabeth through the halls and rooms, avoiding the other doors and cells best they could as to not gather any unwanted attention, prisoners or otherwise, and soon they made it to the ship-yard. Annabeth looked around the area and whistled in amazement. 

"They really don't know how to organize huh?" She said before looking back, "Why is it there was only that one guard by our cell and no others on our way here?" 

"I don't know," Rocket said leading her on through the mess, "But I am taking this chance whether you follow me or not, so don't get distracted." Annabeth snapped her attention away from a gold and silver colored battle-cruiser and back onto the semi-bipedal animal leading to way to freedom. 

"Yeah I guess we can worry about all of this later huh?" She said and after a bit of navigating they arrived at the ship Rocket had prepared and after a quick check of the outside body and vents again. People like to put trackers, or other sabotaging objects in every place they could, but it seemed there was nothing to be worried about just yet for this ship. 

Rocket hopped into the ship and closed the ramp while Annabeth looked around at everything. He went over to the electronics areas of the ship and checked everything, under and around wires, in side areas and even the connections themselves before ripping out a few and closing everything up again. They he went to the cockpit and started the aircraft, doing a few more tests before pressing a few buttons and handling the controls. 

The space-craft rose directly up above most of the other crafts there and Rocket spun it around to look for a viable exit. There looked to be a few spaces where the ship might fit out but it was too close for him to comfortably call it. 

"Hey lady get up here and take control of the weapons will ya," He yelled back and Annabeth quickly came up front and sat in a chair before looking at everything blankly. 

"I don't know how to use any of this," she said, "This gun was just dumb luck with a similar design to a video-game." Rocket looked over at her for a moment before growling and muttering a stream of alien curses. He then pointed at things and gave a quick run-down of what to do. 

"Okay this here controls the intensity of the blast, these kinds of ships have a sort of charge blast for a run by hit of a target so that when they fire they can get out of the area quickly before it impacts the target." Rocket said and Annabeth looked at him blankly. He growled again and took the controls. 

"Just push the red button and hold the trigger until I say," He huffed and kept on rotating the ship before making it face the zenith of it's position. "Fire."

Annabeth let go of the trigger and a blob of energy fired from some structure at the top of their ship. She watched it for a moment before looking at Rocket. 

"Brace yourself," was all the warning he gave before the ship suddenly shot forwards as a speed that put some of the fastest Jets on Earth to shame. He was following the path of the shot they had just taken and Annabeth looked over at her pilot in shock. 

"Are you crazy?" She screamed, "You're going to get us both killed!" Rocket answered with a toothy grin and the blob of energy impacted the wall. Causing the vacuum of space to suck up everything it could. Including sling-shooting their ship into the void and a few others before it was plugged up by another...probably one of the battle-cruisers of something. 

"That wasn't so bad was it?" Rocket said and it was Annabeth's turn to growl at him. 

-(2652)

Hello Everyone!

So first thing I want to say is that this was a bit easier than I thought it would be to write...I say this because I am bad at describing of setting many kinds of emotion or attachment to something which I know is a problem, but with no experience in such things it is only the best i can do to imagine the scenario and replay it best I can in words.

Second thing I want to say is that I have updated again, and sooner than I thought I would be...I can finally see a good future for this story and I feel like my target plot is finally reaching it's desired climax. So saying that I hope to be updating this book more and finally get that much closer to finishing it.

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