I woke up gagged and tied up to chair. Ah the typical bad guy move...bad girl move in this case.

I heard the sound of footsteps as someone entered the tent. I pretended to be asleep. Big mistake. I got hit across the face by something big and heavy. I groaned. I was hit across the face yet again. There was a little giggle as it happened.

I was getting ticked off. These hunters were enjoying abusing me. I opened my eyes and saw a shield coming down on my face. I growled under breath.

I looked up to see my attacker or should I say attackers. I looked up and saw Zoë and Phoebe grinning at each other.

"What do you want hunters?" I growled.

"Who are thee?" Zoë questioned. "Thee emerged from the ground in the middle of our camp the way a child of Gaia would."

I growled once again. "What I do and who I am is none of your business. I apologise for appearing in your camp despite having no control over where I appear. Now please let me go."

I tried to keep it as polite, in my terms, and straightforward as possible. I didn't want these hunters knowing anything about me or where I'm from.

"Lady Artemis shall decide thy fate. Until then, thou are at our mercy," Zoë snarled.

"I'm at no one's mercy," I spat.

BONK! The shield said hello to my face once again. I looked up and saw Artemis smirking at me along with her hunters.

I was getting seriously annoyed. When the shield came down again, I was ready with my power. As it hit my face, I willed it to melt. Molten celestial bronze dripped down my face.

The hunters' bows materialized in their hands. I was ready though. In a flash, my ring turned into my stygian iron sword and I broke about six bows with one slash. I then leveled my sword at Artemis' throat.

"I materialized in your camp by mistake as I had no control over it. I was attacked for no reason and abused. I don't care if you're a goddess. You stand for nothing. You recruit girls who had heart breaks, only to turn them into killers. You kill, torture and abuse every boy you come across, not caring whether they are innocent or not. You disgust me."

I was fuming. I could feel the molecules in the air vibrating with power.

"Who do you think you are, questioning an Olympian?" Artemis snarled, pulling out her hunting knives.

I gave a sinister laugh and smiled at the goddess challengingly.

"I am the Primordial of Order, son of Night, warrior of the abyss, General of the army of Night, conqueror of shadows and two time saviour of Olympus," I spat at the the goddess. She paled and stepped back as my aura flared and started to malfunction, causing black lightning to strike places on the grass, making it whither and die.

Those titles I had were achieved by me during my time before becoming a Primordial.

I then willed myself to dissolve into darkness and reappear in camp half-blood.

Despite this being an alternate reality, I still felt a little pain in my chest when I walked through the barrier.

A camper spotted me and ran up to me. He had his sword in hand, just in case. As he got nearer, I realised that it was Luke. I couldn't help but smile. I needed to spend some time with him and the other warriors of Chaos later on in my universe.

"Hi, my names Luke," he said. "Did someone drop you off here or did you run here?" He asked me.

"Don't worry," I said. "I know about this stuff."

He looked a bit shocked at that but nodded nevertheless and beckoned for me to follow him. We were both around the same age now, which was weird as he had always been elder to me.

As we walked towards the big house, I couldn't help but remember my first time here. I had entered the camp passed out from exhaustion after fighting the minotaur.

When I had met Luke, I'd looked up to him and seen him as a role model. Then he betrayed me and tried to kill me.

I knew that even in the this universe, it was him who had stolen the Masterbolt and that it was with Ares who had them now. I thought about selling him out, but realised that he had a reason to do such a thing. He too, like me, had been used by the Olympians. His father had neglected him and his mother. Hermes gave Luke the quest to get a golden apple, making him repeat the quest that another person had already achieved. No matter how much of a sore looser and absolute ass the other guy was.

I felt bad for Luke. Maybe Kronos did have a point. But at the same time he didn't... They were all the same. Gods, Titans and Giants. They all cared about just one thing. Power. But I wasn't here for that. I was going to solve this lightning bolt problem and get the hell out of here.

We entered the big house and found Chiron, young me and...young Annabeth having an intense discussion.

"Has he been claimed yet?" I asked Chiron. He nodded. "Poseidon," we both said at the same time, which got and eyebrow raise from Annabeth, Luke and Chiron.

"How do you know me so well?" Young me asked me. Hehe, I just realised how funny it sounds in my head.

"You know me better than me," young me said.

I nodded and stroked my chin. "I don't know how to put this right, but do you know about the Primordials?" I asked the four of them.

They nodded. "Like Gaia, Tartarus and Ouranous," Annabeth said.

"Yes," I replied, "But I think it's the best of we don't go saying their names around."

"That's absurd," Annabeth exclaimed. "The Primordials faded aeons ago."

"Wrong," I said, leaning on the wall for support.

"Excuse me?" She burst out.

"You heard me."

"I'm a daughter of Athena. I know my facts better than anyone else," she said, smiling proudly, thinking she won.

I scowled. "Then tell me daughter of Athena," I said, putting air quotes. "Do I look faded to you?"

The room became silent, as all of them stared at me.

"Busted," young me muttered.

There was chuckle behind us. "And I'm Chaos."

"Go pick some grapes wine dude," I spat.

Dionysus mumbled something under his breath, before taking a slice of pizza out of the refrigerator and walking out.

Annabeth stared at me in shock. "You're a primordial?"

"Sort of."

"So you must know who stole the lightning bolt?" She started.

"Yes. But I'm not telling you."

"Why not?" She burst out. "Who's side are you on?"

I chuckled, "I'm on no side Annabeth Chase. The person who stole it was used by both the Olympians and his patron," I said looking at Luke. "I've given him a chance of redemption. He'll die, being used in end if he sticks with his patron."

There was a clap of thunder and the Olympians surrounded me, with weapons pointing at my throat.

"Ah nice of you join us," I exclaimed sarcastically. "Have a seat." I then waved in a bunch of chairs.

It was a good thing my powers were coming back. Otherwise, Chaos know what these Olympians would have done to me.

"Who are you? Where did you come from? Why are you here? How do you know who has a the bolt? Who stole it?" Athena asked, all in one breath.

"Where is it?" Zeus thundered.

I groaned. "Calm down thunder pants."

Zeus stared steaming, his beard raining.

"Now Ares," I said, looking over at the war god. "Give me Hades' helm of darkness."

The said war god, gulped under my gaze.

Zeus looked confused. "Why would Ares have Hades' helm?"

"That's because both your Masterbolt and Hades' helm were stolen on the winter solstice. Hades, knowing you would accuse him for no reason, kept silent and sent Alecto to get it from Percy when you blamed Poseidon for the theft."

As I finished my story, the ground rumbled and Hades walked into the big house. I waved a chair in for him without even looking.

"Ares caught the thief, but was convinced to let him go in turn for both items," I said looking Ares. He looked like he was going to shit himself.

"I-I don't h-have it," he stuttered.

"Lies," Apollo pointed out, looking extremely interested.

Ares then cursed and flashed in both weapons into his hands and gave them to their respective owners.

Poseidon in the mean time looked as if he had just one the lottery.

"Poseidon," Athena said. "Do you recognise him?"

Poseidon nodded, as a he flicked his finger and a sea green glowing trident spun over my head.

I groaned and mentaly face palmed.

They can't know. I dissolved into the shadows and called to my father, Erebus. The next instant, I flew into a black hole and reappeared in the Primordial throne room. Erebus, Nyx and Gaia were the only ones there. Erebus and Gaia were smirking at me, while Nyx looked like she was going to explode.

I closed my eyes and prepared for the storm. An angry mother was scarier that Tartarus himself.