It had been four months since the Second Titan War and Percy Jackson was just leaving his mom's apartment. They had been catching up on the past few weeks, but his mom had to go to a meeting with a book editor, so Percy left, so she could get ready. As he walked the streets of New York Percy saw Annabeth. He was confused, she hadn't said that she was going to New York. He started walking to her, wanting to see what she was up to.

Before he could catch up to her she stopped at a house. The house looked like it was owned by an extremely rich person. The house had modern architecture mixed with Greek style, something that Percy thought Annabeth would love. Percy decided to wait and watch. She walked up to the front door and knocked three times. A few seconds later the door opened, revealing a 17 year old looking boy. He had short blond hair, stood about 5'11 feet tall, was muscular, and had dull blue eyes.

"Hey Derek." Annabeth said.
"Hey Annabeth." Derek said before he kissed her. Annabeth smiled and kissed back. When they pulled back they grabbed each others hands before walking away. As they walked away they talked about their day, not noticing Percy Standing behind them.

Percy stood there is shock as he watched the interaction between the two. It took a few seconds for him to comprehend what just happened. When he was finally able to think again he instantly went into denial. Annabeth wouldn't do that to him. He had known her since they were twelve, and he knew she would never act like that, or at least he didn't thing she would.

He then began to bargain. He prayed to every god, primordial, even Titan that he knew that he was wrong. Maybe it was a different Annabeth, maybe he was just having a nightmare. He pinched himself to make sure he was awake, but he felt the pinch clearly. He practically begged every higher being he was just dreaming.

Then came the acceptance. He wasn't dreaming. That wasn't his imagination. That wasn't some bad joke. That wasn't some Annabeth lookalike. That was Annabeth. She did cheat on him.

He then became angry. She CHEATED on him. They hadn't even been together for half a year and she already cheated on him. After all he had done for her, going on the quest to save her and Artemis, going with her into the labyrinth, leaving Ogygia, bathing in the river Styx, and turning down godhood FOR HER, she still cheated on him!

He then became depressed. He loved Annabeth, with every fiber of his being. He would have jumped into Tartarus for her. He cried, not caring that he was on the sidewalk. He either didn't notice, or didn't care that people were looking at him as they passed. Some looked at him with confusion, some with annoyance, and some with pity.

After who knows how long, Percy got up from his sitting position by the wall of a building, tears still streaming down his face. He needed some comfort, someone who could help him. His first thought was his mother, but she was at a meeting with the editor of her book, something he couldn't interrupt. His next thought was Chiron and his friends at camp, but he didn't want to tell them what happened. He may hate Annabeth at the moment, but he was too loyal to make the entire camp hate her. His final thought was his father. If he were to go to his temple on Olympus he would be able to talk to his father for a while, maybe even stay with him for a bit, to get himself together before he goes back to camp. Normally it wasn't a good idea to disturb a god, even if they are your parent, but at the time Percy didn't really care.

After debating it for a second he decided to go to his father. He began to walk to The Empire State Building. As he walked tears streamed down his face and he slightly shook with silent sobs. He was depressed, beyond any depression he had ever felt before. It was worse than his friends and family dying, it was like a part of himself died. In a way it was true, a majority of his life revolved around Annabeth, and seeing her betraying him killed his feelings for her, thus killing part of him.

When Percy got to The Empire State Building he walked up to the front desk. He waited behind a couple that were asking the guard how to make an appointment to get to the top of the building, for a romantic dinner. Despite Percy's depressed mood he couldn't help but internally smirk, he was about to go past the top of the building, for free.

When the couple left, angry at the front desk clerks unhelpful nature, Percy walked up to him. He didn't wait for the man to speak up, he simply said, "I need the key to the 600th floor."

The clerk didn't look up from the news paper he was reading and responded, "No such thing kid."

Percy, not in the mood for the man's games, slammed his fist into the desk, cracking it. "Give me the dam key before I shove a sword down your throat." Percy growled at the now frightened desk clerk.

The clerk quickly scrambled to get the key and handed it to Percy before cowering away from the demigod. Percy snatched the keys from the man and walked over to the elevator, ignoring the surprised looks of the people in the room.

When Percy put the key in the elevator and pressed the 600th floor button he slid down the wall of the elevator. He openly sobbed, overpowering the sound of the gods awful music playing. He sat motionless, except for shaking from sobbing, till the elevator dinged.

Percy furiously wiped away his tears before walking onto Olympus. He went straight to his father's palace, ignoring the vendors and citizens trying to talk to him. As he walked he couldn't help but notice all of the improvements made upon the city. Annabeth had done an amazing job so far.

That thought made the tears stream down his face faster. He lowered his head, letting his bangs cover his eyes, so people couldn't see the tears freely flowing down his face. Many of the citizens of Olympus saw their hero with his head down walking the streets and went to ask him was wrong, but all they got in response was a shake of his head and he continued walking.

When Percy arrived at his father's palace he knocked. Keeping his head down. After a few minutes of waiting, the palace door opened, revealing a nymph. She was obviously a servant, based on her clothing.

"What business do you have with Lord Poseidon?" The nymph asked.

Percy kept his head down and responded in the most normal voice he could muster, "I need to speak with my father."

They nymphs eyes widened in realization before she bowed and said, "Of course my lord, follow me."

Percy nodded slightly and the nymph turned around and began walking through the halls of the palace. The walls were a sea blue color with pictures of assorted sea creatures. The pictures seemed to move as they walked, as if they were watching the two.

As they walked Percy tried his best to not cry, but failed epically. He shook slightly as he walked and had tears streaming down his face. He succeeded in staying silent while he sobbed, but that was about all he succeeded at.

After a few minutes of walking down multiple halls they finally stopped at a set of large, bluish metal doors. The doors had images of Atlantis on them and were about 15 feet tall. The doors were guarded by two small cyclops, well small in terms of a cyclops, they were both about 10 feet tall, and held tridents made out of the same bluish metal as the door.

The nymph stepped forward and said, "Lord Perseus is here to see Lord Poseidon."

The guards nodded and pushed open the doors. Where a room should have been was a vortex of water. The nymph nodded in thanks to the two guards before turning back to Percy. "This way My Lord."

Percy nodded slightly, his head still down. The nymph walked forward, into the vortex of water. When she walked into the water her body disappeared. Percy assumed it was a portal of some sorts, so he follow her example and walked through.

His body felt like it was being ripped apart and moved at incredible speeds, the forced back together in under a second flat. When he was put back together he fell on the floor coughing and spitting curses.

After a minute or two he stood up and motioned for the nymph to continue leading him. The nymph looked at him in concern, obviously thinking he had used a portal before. She reluctantly nodded before continuing to walk down the hall they appeared in. As they walked Percy noticed the halls they were in were filled with water. As they walked he wondered how Poseidon got visitors that couldn't breath under water.

After a few turn they came to another large set of doors. These ones were as big, if not bigger than the ones on Olympus. They looked about 30 feet tall and 10 feet wide. The doors were in the shape of an arch and were made of the same bluish metal as the last ones. They had intricate design covering them. The designs weren't of anything in specific, just swirls and lines that connected in aesthetically pleasing manners.

There were two more guards at these doors. They were both much larger than the last two, at least 20 feet tall. They held 10 foot tall clubs by their side, prepared to attack or defend themselves at a moments notice.

The nymph walked up to the two Cyclopes and said, "I come with Lord Perseus. He wishes to speak with his Father."

The cyclops on the left grunted in acknowledgment before he and the other cyclops pushed open the doors. The doors led to a massive room with three Thrones in it. The middle throne was the largest, it was made out of the Bluish metal with bronze metal rimming. On one side it had designs of tsunamis and hurricanes destroying cities and boats being crushed by waves. On the other side it had images of calm beaches and peaceful seas. Above where a person's head would be was an engraving of a kings crown.

The throne to its right was smaller and had designs of beaches with merpeople swimming in the water. Engraved right above where a person's head would be was a princes crown.

The throne to the left was slightly bigger than the one to the right, but smaller than the one in the middle. It had pictures of island chains and sea volcanoes. All of the scenes were peaceful and beautiful. Engraved directly above where a person's head would be was a Queens crown.

The only throne that was occupied was the middle throne. In it sat a lean, muscular man who stood about 15 feet tall. He had disheveled, raven black hair and a surfers tan. He wore a fisherman's outfit, cargo shorts, Hawaiian shirt with a vest over it.

The man looked up as the throne room doors opened, revealing a nymph followed by a young man with his face covered by his mid-length black hair. The nymph bowed while the man stayed standing, still looking down. "You may leave." The man said in a deep voice laced with sadness and grief.

The nymph nodded before turning and walking out of the throne room. After a few seconds of silence Poseidon recognized the man. He stood up from his throne and shrunk to human size and walked up to his slightly shaking son. When he reached Percy asked, "Percy?" Poseidon frowned when Percy didn't respond and lifted Percy's head, making his look at him. When Poseidon saw his son's tear stained face he immediately pulled him into a comforting hug.

After a few minutes of Percy sobbing into his father's shoulder Poseidon asked, "What happened Percy?"

Percy sobbed harder for a second before he managed to get out, "A-Annabeth c-cheated on me."

Poseidon's eyes widened before they darkened in anger. He was going to kill that Athena spawn. He quickly calmed himself and continued to comfort his son. They stayed in that position till Percy fell asleep from exhaustion. Poseidon picked Percy up bridal style and carried him out of the throne room.

He ignored the funny looks from the guards and servants and continued walking down the halls. He stopped when he reached a room with a blue door on it. He opened the door and walked into the room. The room was about 15X15 with a bed, a dresser, and a bathroom.

Poseidon walked up and gently placed Percy on the bed and pulled the covers over him. He looked down at Percy's face and saw it at peace for the first time since he arrived in the throne room. He stood there for a minute before leaving the room. On his way back to the throne room he ordered some guards to head to Percy's room for when he wakes. As Poseidon walked he silently prayed to Aphrodite that Percy would recover from his heartbreak soon.