Chapter 1: Why?

Percy's POV

I was kissing Annabeth by the lake at Camp when a flash of light appeared behind us. We stopped kissing, turned, and saw Athena.

"Sorry if I'm interrupting anything, but Zeus told me to go over the schematics for the rebuild of Olympus with Annabeth." Athena said.

"Do you always do what your father says?" I teased.

Athena gave me a death glare. I thought we were past this. Annabeth just rolled her eyes.

I can't take not knowing anymore. "Why do you hate me? Is it really because I'm a son of Poseidon? Or because I'm dating your daughter?"

Annabeth's eyes widened a little, but she didn't really react.

"I don't hate you. And Poseidon and Annabeth have nothing to do with it." Athena said.

"Then why are you mean to Percy?" Annabeth asked.

"I don't hate Percy, it's just..." Athena trailed off.

"Just what?" I questioned.

"I'll only tell you if you two promise not to react, and you just listen." Athena looked conflicted.

"Okay." Annabeth and I agreed.

"Imagine me as a twenty year old, looking somewhat similar to Annabeth-except back then, I wore dresses..." Athena started telling a story.

Athena's POV (Around 5000 Years Before Current Setting)

I was walking on a beach near Athens. I had recently won Athens in a contest. It annoyed Poseidon, but he didn't try getting revenge. Why would he? The contest was meaningless to both of us. I tried dating Poseidon, and it worked for a while, but Zeus was too close to figuring it out, and he'd kill us if he knew. Or worse. So I stopped seeing Poseidon. Now I'm mindlessly walking on the beach. Ha, the Goddess of Wisdom being mindless. I sat down near the water, laid back, and closed my eyes to think. Not too long after that, something fell on top of me.

"Ouch!" I opened my eyes and saw a man my age who had tripped over me.

"Sorry! I'm just trying to hide." He said.

He stood up and offered me his hand so he could help me up. I accepted so I could stand up. When I was standing, the sun was out of my eyes long enough that I could see him. He had black hair and sea green eyes. He looked like a younger version of Poseidon.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"Perseus. Not Zeus' son Perseus, Poseidon's son. Of course Zeus had to use that name for his son..." He trailed off.

I could suddenly hear screaming girls somewhere behind me.

"Please hide me!" He begged.

"Try the boulder." I pointed to my right.

He immediately hid behind the boulder. The screaming girls were now in front of me.

"Have you seen Perseus?!" They squealed.

I hadn't seen this many girls squeal like that since Apollo actually came up with a good song and serenaded some tree nymphs.

"Cute guy with black hair and sea green eyes?" I played along.

"YES!" They screeched.

"That way!" I pointed to my left.

They immediately took off in the direction I pointed.

"Thank you!" Perseus said.

"Your welcome." I said.

He is probably a son of Poseidon. Poseidon is old enough to be my father now that I think about it. That's so weird.

"Now, what's the name of the woman I owe my thanks to?" He smiled.

"Athena." I smirked.

His eyes widened and he bowed. "Lady Athena."

"You don't have to bow." I giggled.

He stood back up.

"So why are there girls screaming about you?" I asked.

"Because I killed some sea monster that was trying to eat the king. They all think I'm a hero." He said.

"Depending on the sea monster, I'd probably agree." I said.

"It was pretty large, but I wasn't saving the king, I was saving my mother when it tried to eat her." He explained.

"That's even more heroic than saving a king." I honestly stated.

"Would you like me to escort you into town?" He offered.

"Sure." I shrugged.

So I followed Perseus into my city.