Chaos Percy Jackson Novels & Stories

We would repeat the narrative until it felt like truth, real truth Ivy the cursed. Ivy the forsaken. The omega who returns and brings death and trouble Numbers would grow Doubt would spread. And when the time came - when we were no longer five, but fifteen… twenty… more ,-- Even red eyes would not be enough to stop us. If I cannot have the Alphas -- No one will. And this pack will remember who truly belongs.....

"I'm sorry, I couldn't save him. I tried to tell you—" "Shh." He shifts, cradling me closer while still maintaining his grip on Perseus. "Stay with me, sweetling. Just stay—" But unconsciousness claims me before I can hear the rest. I wake to chaos in the healing wing. Voices overlap as wolves try to make sense of what happened: "—never seen anything like it—" "—just like the ancient texts described—" "—burned the corruption right out of them—" "Lady Sage." The head healer's face swims into focus above me. "Can you hear me?"

I brushed past the elders before they protested. "You're the most important person in the pack! If anything happens to you, it'd be the end!" An elder shouted as I left, a flurry of warriors rushing after me. If I die, it would be a success for the invaders and traitors but I promised Sia I would come back for her. [Who can kill me, anyway?] The voices in my head snorted. 'Cahir,' Perseus called my name with a nervous voice. 'Don't do anything stupid.' By that, he meant I should not let the demons take over us but wouldn't it be alright to go crazy in a crazy situation?

“You must really like seeing me fall then.” I chuckled. Fun was the least of it. I couldn't handle seeing him fall or get hurt...but he didn't need to know that. “You should ask yourself why you do that often.” I regretted it the moment the words came out. Bitting my lips and watching him, he didn't quite seem bothered. To the contrary, he laughed. “Probably one of the spells you have on me, Medusa.” I lifted a brow at him. “What’s that?” “A witch from Percy Jackson, ” he said with his lips curled up.

“I can’t trust you, Father. Not anymore. Not after everything you’ve kept from us. I’m going to find out the truth, with or without your help.” With that, Dr. Percy slumps back in his chair, the weight of his secrets pressing down on him like a heavy shroud. He knows that Chloe’s threat is not an idle one. If she digs deep enough, she will uncover the truth, and when she does, the consequences will be catastrophic. Dr. Percy’s mind races as he tries to think of a way to stop her, to protect her from the horrors that lie ahead. But he knows that there is only one way to keep her safe: he must confront the creature himself, before it’s too late.

Trigger Warning: Non-consensual activities *Chaos* She took on the looks of whomever I desired most. Over time, that became only one person. The one person who would never entertain me, outside of Hera with her stupid obsession with loyalty. Our bodies were entwined and as long as I could pretend it was her I was content. Until I couldn’t find my fix. Hundreds of years I couldn’t find my fix, and I was itching for it.

A figure descended from the chaos, landing in front of Alpha Darious. “Asher,” Seraphina gasped. Asher stood tall, his half-shifted claw burning with the curse, and without hesitation, he struck Percy down with one swift, fiery motion. Percy’s body was torn into two pieces, the fire scorching his remains as he disintegrated in an instant.

Holy fuck! I tried to move but I felt a sharp pain shooting through my right leg and I squeezed my eyes in pain. “Rebecca, open your eyes.” I heard Xavier’s voice faintly. I tried to focus on his voice and felt my forehead getting wet. Was he crying? Was I going to die? “Rebecca!” I heard someone yelling my name distantly and felt my eyes closing against my own will.

Many tried to run but were suddenly crushed by a mental wall that began to cage everyone in. All sounds faded and an ache ran through Trix’s head. She felt herself being pulled in a direction which she did not know. Her vision blurred and the pain grew. She fell to her knees. It was as if her head was about to explode she felt as if she was going to die. ‘Stop fighting it,’ a voice echoed through the chaos. ‘It is who you are Trixiana.’ ‘Open your eyes, Trix.’ ‘Open your eyes!’ Trix eyes snapped opened and she met the concerned hazel eyes of Tristan.

Waterdrops rolled down his temples. “Even after losing her magic, she still attracts sea creatures. They curl around her like moray eels around the tail of the Queen. If it weren't for the monsters, I'd be happy to rip our prisoner open from the perineal shell to the throat, as we do with monsters suitable for dinner.” “Does she know we are here?” A wave washed over Chaos from behind and black strands fell over his forehead, hiding his dark eyes. Scales appeared on his temples.