Seasons Change ||Completed||

Chapter 1

Third Person POV

Percy walks back into the palace.

Why?

Chaos just called for him.

So he walks into the palace of Chaos. He had managed to calm himself outside.

"When are we leaving." The one called Summer asks.

What a creative name.

"Now." Chaos says and a portal sucked them all into it.

The four seasons of Chaos and Chaos himself appear in the throne room in what seems the middle of an argument.

Chaos clears his throat and the gods turn to him. Zeus, as always, is annoyed someone dared to enter the throne room uninvited.

And he shows it by saying, "Who dares enter my throne room uninvited."

Chaos puts his finger on his chin, amused. "I don't know...." he says, "maybe just the creator of the universe."

He does love messing with people weaker than him.

So everyone.

Of course the gods looks surprised. Who wouldn't? The gods apologize, even Zeus.

"Now tell me this prophecy I heard of."

"Oh right Annabeth please explain." Zeus says.

Her name causes a pang in his heart.

"Well the prophecy went
The coldest season back at last
He had left without a second glance
And as the dark emperor rises
Two forces with be united
In the end one shall stand
Leaving one fallen by a friends hand"

"Okay now" Chaos says to the seasons "Introduce yourselves."

"Autumn." Autumn says with a cold yet happy tone.

"Spring!" Says spring joyfully.

"Summer... but you can call me hot stuff!" Summer's voice is cocky as usual, he turns to a random girl camper and winks at her.

"I like that kid." The sun god states.

"Last season?" Annabeth asks.

"Winter." The season says drily, he walks out of the room, heading to the woods, the prophecy ringing in his head.

But his thoughts drift quickly as her face appears in his mind.

A mental image of her that had been burned into his brain oh so long ago.

Thinking of her always ends with him breaking down.

So most of the time he tries not to think of her.