Assassin of Worlds {Percy Jackson Fanfiction} 🗸

Chapter 37 - Resignation

Prophecy:

Order rises from its chains,

End cannot be restrained,

Heroes of the past face ancient evil,

The cost of life shall stop upheaval.

Allies will be unmasked,

And Death will be tasked.

Previously

Star's eyes furrowed. "But we defeated Kronos and Ouranos? The army retreated."

Theron's eyes trailed to the bright light that was rapidly approaching from the sky. "Reinforcements are coming, and this time, I think Order had been a bit impatient."

Star's eyes widened. "You don't mean. . ."

Theron nodded grimly. "Order is coming, and this time, she's going to fight us herself."

Now

"What are we going to do?" Stardust asked. "Ouranos, we were able to defeat. But Order is one of the four original Primordials. To her, we are like ants beneath her shoes."

The Commanders were gathered in a large, green, tent, set up by some Campers. A lot of demigods were wounded, and a lot had lost their lives in the previous battle. They would get crushed if they faced another battle.

"Would you believe me if I said I had good news?" Theron asked as he stood from the cheap, plastic chair and stretching his stiff back. The Commanders stared at him expectantly, so he continued. "Though I did run into some. . ." he cleared his throat, "mishaps, I also ran into an. . .acquaintance who was able to figure out why we couldn't get into contact with Chaos. You most likely felt some sort of pressure life off of your shoulders not too long ago, correct?" the Commanders all nodded. "That was because he lifted the curse that blocked any communication to and from Earth."

"So we can contact Chaos and tell him that we are about to die?" Mercy said. He was sitting on the chair so where his legs were on the seat, and his back was on the ground, staring at the roof of the tent. His feet would sometimes wander and kick unsuspecting Commanders who were increasingly getting annoyed.

"We aren't going to die," Phantom reassured as she swatted away Mercy's foot. "I swear to the gods, if you kick me one more time, I will let Order kill you."

"Alright, alright," Charm said, trying to calm the two down. "So we can contact Chaos and tell him to come to Earth with some reinforcements so we can hopefully push back Order. I'll go tell the demigods the good news and-"

"No." Theron interrupted. The attention of the Commanders returned to him.

"What do you mean 'no?'" Michael asked, closing his medkit.

"The demigods have fought hard enough, they won't survive another attack, look at them. They lost almost 40% of their ranks, and the remaining all have some sort of injury."

"But-"

"No, they will not get involved, and that's final. Chance, Phantom, go inform Annabeth and Reyna of the change of plans. They will most likely try to argue, don't let that happen." Theron watched the two nod and run out of the tent, he was thankful they did so without protest. "I'll ask Chaos to bring a Division or two down with him, that should hopefully be enough to stop Order."