Percy Jackson and the Nameless Pharaoh

Summary: Takes place in Ancient times to end of the series. Fem! Percy/Atem. Fem! Percy/Yami Yugi. Crossover with PJO and Yugioh, hints of the Kane Chronicles.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of this. The creators do. The story is mine though.

Hi everyone! This is my first fanfiction so don't flame me too badly.

Prologue: How they met for the first time

Third POV

It was a sunny day on the island kingdom of Sparta. A fifteen year old beautiful girl with long, wavy, black hair and sea green eyes stood waiting for the arrival of the Pharaoh of Egypt. Her full name was Persephone Princess of Sparta. But she liked to be called Persia. She hated to be called by her full name. She unlike the other female princesses, she was trained to be a warrior as well. But what she didn't know that only her mother knew was that her father was not the King of Sparta but rather Poseidon god of the seas. Actually she was the only daughter of the god of the seas. Eventually she got tired of waiting and she was late for swordsmanship training. You see, Percy was the best woman swordsman in all of Ancient Greece. She could even beat some of the male warriors as well.

Persia's POV

'Grrrr! Why is he late? Do all kings have to be late?' she thought as she ran down to the palace to inform her mother and 'father' that the ship hadn't arrived yet. "Mother, Father! The Pharaoh is not here yet!" said Persia. "Okay. We are not quite ready for him anyway. Why don't you run along to your training, my dear?" Said my mother. My mother is one of the prettiest women around. Her name is Alala. She was named after the god of war's, Ares, sister. She has long, dark brown hair that looked almost black in all kind of light. She also has eyes that changed colors in the sunlight. My father, on the other hand, had pure black hair and was pulled back into a loose ponytail. His eyes however were blue. He also had on Greek armor. "Oh alright. See you later, mother." I said. When I finally got to the swordsmanship arena, my trainer was already there. 'Oops' I thought. "You're late." My trainer, Chiron said. "I know that but my parents thought the Pharaoh would have been here by now and thus asked me to watch for his ship to come in." I said. "Well, since your parents told you to do so, I'll let it go this time. But don't be late again. Now go put your armor on. Can't have you getting hurt." Said Chiron. In fifteen minutes, I was ready. I had on Greek armor made to my spefications. I also had forgone a shield in place of two bronze swords. Chiron by then had chosen three males to duel me. Ha, I was going to win. The males he chose were ones of the new ones who just got done with the final part of the growing up training. The first one to battle me was a fourteen year old boy with a sword and shield. I started the battle with a feint to the right then back to the left. I tested his defenses first and found them weak, so I just kept attacking and wearing him out. Because let's face it wearing a shield will slow a person down and cause a person to make mistakes. Soon enough I had him down on the ground with my swords crisscrossed over his neck. I said next to my trainer and he ended the fight. My next opponent was a fifteen year old with a spear and shield. I sighed at that. Within two minutes I had broken his spear, kicked his legs out from under him and had a single at his neck to kill him if he moved. I looked again at my trainer and said "next opponent." My next and final opponent was a sixteen year old with a spear, sword, and a shield. I thought 'Oh great another spear' and looked over my opponent. This one took a lot longer than the others took. It took me five minutes to break his spear and took me another hour to pin him on the ground. "Persia! Come here for a moment!" my father said. I turned around, took off my helmet and went to them. "Persia, I would like you to meet the Pharaoh. Your Majesty, my daughter, Persephone." My mother said. I took a good long look at him. He was about as tall as me, maybe a bit taller. He also had black hair tipped in red with yellow bangs with strands traveling upwards through the black part of his hair. But his eyes were the one part that held my gaze the longest. They were a beautiful crimson red. I quickly curtsied the best I could in armor. I said, "Your majesty, welcome to Sparta. Please excuse me mother, it is time for me to go back and train. Chiron does not like to be kept waiting." My father quickly said, "Ok but Persia?" "Yes, Father?" "There is a banquet tonight in honor of the Pharaoh visiting us. Please make sure you are presentable." "Of course, Father. I will be there." And then I leave.

Atem's POV

"Again, why are we sailing to Sparta?" asked Atem. "Because they are the best in training their warriors and we can use their help in case we are invaded by someone. Besides, you may find a bride there too." Said Siamun. "Why do I have to get married? I am only sixteen!" said Atem in a harried tone. "We must secure the line of the Pharaoh, okay? You are the only person can insure the bloodline is secured." Said Priest Seto. "Alright, alright! I know that. How soon until we get there." Atem asked. Isis replied, "At least another thirty minutes."

Thirty minutes later….

"Land ho! Land ho!" yelled one of the rowers. "Finally we are here." Said Atem. Let's go meet the King and Queen. What are their names again?" "My king, their names are Queen Alala and King Lysippus with their children Crown Prince Leon and Princess Persephone." Said Mahad.

Sometime later, while walking with the King and Queen of Sparta….

"I have a question. Where is your daughter, Princess Persephone? I've met your son; I would like to meet your daughter as well. "Well then. Persia! Come here for a moment!" said the King. Than one of the warriors then stopped what they were doing and took off their helmet and came over. "Persia, I would like you to meet the Pharaoh. Your Majesty, my daughter, Persephone." Oh my gods. She is beautiful. Inky black hair with her height just about as tall as me. But her eyes…..they were alluring. Beautiful sea green eyes that stared deep into my soul. Then she said, "Your majesty, welcome to Sparta. Please excuse me mother, it is time for me to go back and train. Chiron does not like to be kept waiting." The king then quickly said, "Ok but Persia?" "Yes, Father?" "There is a banquet tonight in honor of the Pharaoh visiting us. Please make sure you are presentable." "Of course, Father. I will be there." Then she leaves. "Let us retire for now. We need some time to get ready for the banquet." Said the queen. "Alright." I said. 'I think I'm going to pass the time thinking about the princess. Wait. Why was she being trained as a warrior though? Oh well I can always ask her later.' Thought Atem.

Sorry about the cliffy. Next chapter will be done when I come up with more ideas. Bye for now! Babytiger-lover out.