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And every day that Satan tempts me, I try to take it in my stride (You know that I've got whisky with white lines, and smoke in my lungs)

Summary:

OKAY SO IT'S OFFICIAL, this story is now under construction.

This isn't a Chaos story where somebody cheats on somebody. Percy has to do what's best for the world, no matter what happens to him.

Or

The one where Annabeth is smart as fuck as always, Percy is slightly possessed, the ladies are bad ass, brOTPs, and why not bring in dead legendary and mythological heroes?

Notes:

To any original readers this fic is being edited, and the relationships have changed to Percabeth, Theyna, and Solangelo.

Chapter 1: Moving In

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My name is Omega, it is now at least. My old name was Perseus Jackson. I myself am 1st in command of the universe, not even Chaos can top my power. My two closest and most powerful cousins Death (Nico), and Pain (Thalia) are always by my side.

We were offered a once in a life time opportunity  to work with chaos, and at that time it was one of the most satisfying offers since being told I was gonna have a little sister. We had been hurt, and forgotten by everyone because of my brother, Joesph... This is the story of us finally going home and taking back everything we earned and loved.


 

"Pain, Death, and Omega. It's time to go home" Chaos says. Death stayed emotionless, Pain grimaced, and I differed in emotion.

"Well it's better then mars. At least we can actually breath" Death says

"The reason why is because you need to get control over the demi-gods, and take down the Titans, Gaea, and the giants once again. Make sure no other demigod gods go to the enemies side" he says. We nod and he continues to talk "My Grandson; Zeus, has asked I find Nico, Thalia, and Percy. Little does he know that I've had the honor of retraining them" with that he flashes us to camp boarders.

"Should we just morph, use the hoodies, or just walk in there nude?" Death asks

"And we can't walk in there with regular clothes on?" Pain asks, Death gives her a weird look

"Well you can, but I'm proud of my body and would be more then happy to prance in there and be Nico again" he says

"We're gonna hide our Identities until I say otherwise" I say. I put up my hood because Annabeth would know my eyes from a million a miles away and that's the only thing you can't change when morphing. Those two morph their looks and we march straight through camp borders.