*1 a.m. in the morning* "stupid lack of starbucks…"

Girl on my bed: "sweetie are you still up?"

Me: "yes honey."

Girl: "doing what?"

Me: "asking rick riordan for permission to own his PJO characters."

Girl: "any replies yet?"

Me: "let me check my hotmail" *checks email from rick saying I can't own the characters* just as I thought….

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own any of the PJO characters or even the name Percy Jackson and the Olympians…heck I don't own Percy Jackson and the Olympians period…all credit goes to rick riordan and Disney Hyperion. Oh and I don't own Halo, Gears of War, and Fable.

Hope you enjoy the story! =D

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Percy Jackson and the Olympians

Spartans of Fate and Chaos: Revolution

Chapter 1

Reminiscing

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(Annabeth's POV)

I stood on top of the Himalayas, the hunters and I searching for the Yeti to hunt. We scanned the snowy peaks for any sight of a white furry-ape-man-looking creature trekking across the mountains. This was the first time in two centuries that I had a some thinking time, two centuries since I joined the Hunters of Artemis, two centuries from the day I broke up with Percy.

(Flashback)

"Percy…don't make this any harder than it already is," I had my back to him while I told him my decision to go to Greece for college.

"Annabeth you're going to be half a world away from me," he leaned on the window sill as he spoke, "Didn't you think about us before you said yes to attending college in Greece?"

"I did think about us Percy, but this is my future and I need to do this," I was on the verge of tears right now, "and having a long distance relationship is going to hurt us more."

Percy stood silent, "I see…your future is more important than ours…"

My heart couldn't take it anymore, I turned to face him, "I DIDN'T SAY THAT!"

"Get out…"

Slowly my eyes grew wide and watery, "Percy I-"

"Get out…"

"Percy please don't-"

"GET OUT!"

Percy's voice tore my heart in two. Taking one last look at the boy whose heart I broke, I left his apartment and walked hastily to my own apartment. Once I go there I closed the door and sat down on the floor letting the painful tears fall freely from my eyes.

(End of flashback)

Two centuries have passed since that day and still burns into my mind like it was yesterday. Soon after I broke up with Percy…things didn't go so well for him: Sally had a miss carriage so Katie Jackson Blofis was never able to be born, Sally soon followed after having a broken heart from losing her unborn child, Paul was a wreck after losing his unborn daughter and his wife. One day he went to up Olympus so he could ask Zeus to bring them back, only to have him denied of his request. A week later the police found his body floating in the river, a bullet wound in the head and a gun in his hand.

To make things even worse Percy's Cyclopes brother Tyson died due to a metal forging accident in Poseidon's undersea forges. After that, he wasn't the same anymore. He grew distant when he returned back to Camp Half blood, not one soul in camp could talk to him for he never reached out to them for comfort. One by one he drifted farther and farther away from me, Thalia, Nico, Grover and many others that fought alongside him in the war with Kronos. Then one day he just disappeared, no trace of where he went, no items that he left behind for us to remember him by.

Not even the Gods knew where he went; Poseidon now holding a grudge against me for the cause of the loss of his favorite (and at the time) only son. To escape away from all of this, Thalia convinced me to join the Hunters. But even when I joined the Hunters ranks, I remembered when Percy was scared that I would join them when we were both fourteen years old (A/N that one part from the Titan's Curse).

Two centuries have passed since I last saw the boy I once loved…two centuries have passed and the guilt, pain, grief, and sorrow of what I've done to him still lingers in my heart.

"ANNABETH!"

I turned to see Thalia calling for me from the base of the mountain, right behind her was the dead corpse of the Yeti we've been looking for. As I climbed down the tallest mountain in the world, memories and images of Percy taking the weight of the world on his shoulders flooded into my mind. Instinctively I shook my head, "Why are you still think about him Annabeth…he's gone."

A voice inside my head replied, "Because of you..."

I didn't want to argue, I couldn't argue, for all I knew my mind was right…it was my fault. But at that moment a huge giant breathing ice charged at me. Thankfully all the Hunters were nearby and together, fired a volley of silver arrows at the charging behemoth. The giant exploded into gold dust but at that same moment another giant came charging at us from our right, this time with twenty of its brethren following behind their leader. A barrage of arrows flew at them but shields of ice stopped our assault instantly. We readied our swords and charged at them but before we could even clash our swords against them, a giant instantly dissolved into dust. Both sides stopped and stood there in confusion. Seconds later, another giant vanished then another, the Hunters and I were confused and shocked at the scene in front of us.

Suddenly a crack of a rifle could be heard nearby and two more ice giants fell dead, two more cracks and another pair went down; the look of fear in their eyes. Then one of the giants blew ice at an empty space next to him and a silhouette of a person was seen for only a moment. Following their leader's example, the giants began to blow ice everywhere forcing us to retreat to safety. Whatever that thing was that attacked the giants was too fast for them and at the right moment, it sliced through three giants at once then disappearing again, the persons outline barely visible in the snow.

For ten minutes the giant massacre dwindled down until only the leader of the ice giants remained. Our arrows were notched on our bows and were ready to fire when in front of us materialized a person in black and navy blue armor. The armor was a cross between roman legionnaire and something that you would see in a video game or fantasy space movie. The chest plate resembling a Gears of War chest plate, the gauntlets mirroring that of another video game called Halo (A/N Halo 3), under the armor plating was a ballistic layer, everything else was a blend of modern armor but the scent of Greek magic lingered on them.

The last giant growled at the armored figured, the reflective visor on the armored warrior's helmet (A/N picture the helmet of the ODST, Gears of War, and the helmet of Archon from Fable: the lost chapters all into one) making him look more machine than human. With all of its brute strength, the giant charged at the warrior, the warrior in return stood his ground. In one fluid motion, the warrior put his hand out and stopped the giants charge cold with his armored palm, the giant's forehead straining against the warrior's grieves.

The armored warrior reflective visor showed the giants own fearful expression as the warrior brought its knee straight into the monsters gut. I don't think the giants eyes could have bulged out even more than it could when it fell to its knees from the blow. With a quick yet fluid movement, the armored warrior grabbed the giant from head and ripped it off instantly turning the monster into dust.

We stood there in shock as the figure slowly turned to us, right beside him or her materialized other people dressed in armor just like the warrior who ripped the giants head off. For a moment the black armored figures watched us through their reflective visors. A few minutes, they then turned and walked off towards the north, five black armored warriors walking gracefully in the snow. Three minutes passed until we decided to follow them, their footsteps visible in the snow. As we reached the end of their footprints, we saw a note lying in the snow.

Thalia picked up the note and read it her face slowly showing hints of anger.

"Thalia what's wrong?" she gave me the note and I read it out loud, "We come like ghosts unknown and unseen, we are a nightmare to those that we mark as our enemies, we leave a trail of destruction and chaos in our wake, we are the Spartans of Fate and Chaos, weapons of your creator."

My first story so yeah not as well written as the other fanfics, but please review and thanks =DDDDD!

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