A/N Thanks for opening… please read! ;) If any of you have read my other story "Mark of Athena Reunion" by my username, SoDeSi47, then this is my new story. Thanks for reading my other one, please read and follow this one. I want to make this story really long, and if people want a sequel, then a sequel I will make! I kinda got this idea from the disney movie Robin Hood… yep. Percy is Robin Hood, and Annabeth is maid marian, she's a princess, he's an outlaw. They fall in love with each other! :) I love that movie! PLEASE REVIEW! THE MORE REVIEWS THE FASTER I WILL POST CHAPTERS. :) love you all.

Annabeth POV

I was leaning on the railing of the deck on the outside of my spacious room. The wind blew through my ash blonde hair, messing up the curls, but I didn't care. My cream greek dress went down to my bare toes, for I wasn't wearing any sandals, and the golden chain that wound around my hip and attached at the shoulder was glinting in the reddening sun. I watched as Apollo drove his fiery chariot over the horizon. This is my favorite time of the day.

Everything's peaceful. You can hear the birds chirping in the orchard about forty feet below, and the smell of the earth. Every once in a while, the wind blew over the noises coming from the battle training area, where my mother, Athena, the goddess of war strategy and wisdom, and her brother, Ares, god of war, train demigods and the occasional mortal to be heroes.

Usually demigods, like me, would stay out of Mount Olympus and stay in the mortal world. But I, apparently, was a "special case."

You see, not many of the greek gods have children that stay with them on Mount Olympus. The gods just didn't do that. The twelve Olympians and minor gods made up the majority of citizens that lived in the grand temple. A few popular demigods stay on it as well. I wasn't popular, but my father was.

My father, Frederick Chase, had been Athena's favorite "mind" mate. You see, Athena doesn't have children physically. If she falls in love with a man, her children are born from the amount of the love for the man, and kind of come out of her brain. Yeah, I know, weird. But it was just like how Athena was born from Zeus' skull during a battle. In the world of gods and demigods and monsters, that's probably the most normal thing that happens, trust me.

Anyways, my father was Athena's all time favorite. He was a talented and popular architect, and my mother is an architect. But he was also skilled with the sword. He wasn't skilled because he was strong and brawny, he was skilled because he used his mind while fighting. He would assume his opponent's next move, and block it with techniques he learned from his books. He used his mind to fight, not brute force, and was successful. Athena fell in love with him at first sight. I came soon, and Athena and my father loved me very much as well as each other. We were a happy family, but of course, happiness doesn't last.

Athena didn't want him to let my father go, but she would have to, for he was a mortal and would die while she would live on. So she came before her father and two uncles. The Big Three, as we call them. Zeus is the King of the gods and the sky, and Poseidon is next, the god of the sea, and Hades is the next one, god of the Underworld. They are all brothers, and all sons of Kronos, the King of the Titans. They are the three most feared gods of all time.

The goddess of war strategy came before them when I was only a half of a year old, and begged them to let Frederick Chase become immortal, so she could be with him for forever.

They said no. They wouldn't let a mortal become immortal. If they did, who knows how many mortals would come, begging to be made immortal because one man was gifted with immortality.

Athena was furious, and cursed them all. In her rage, she put a spell on all of their war strategists, making them not be able to think correctly, and she refused to help train their warriors.

This did not put the gods into a very good mood, as you might have figured out, and they decided that Athena was not thinking straight because of this mortal man. He was obviously tainting her judgments. So they agreed to put an end to her "mood." Without her knowing it, of course.

They killed Frederick Chase. More importantly, Poseidon did. Frederick was out one day on a boat, studying a type of fish, when all of a sudden, a great storm came upon his boat.

Neither him nor any of the crew that was with him lived.

Athena did not take this very well. She just lost the love of her life, and she knew the gods had done it. She immediately blamed Poseidon, and Poseidon didn't deny it. There was a huge fight that started that day between the gods. It took two years, then it was settled. Athena reluctantly agreed that the mortal, my father, had been the first priority in her life. Her hatred for Poseidon, though, was still deep, and this incident didn't help it. They had had a long rivalry before this exploit, and this put her over the edge. They never sat still in each other's presence, and always shunned each other.

Although Athena let go of Frederick, she didn't forget their daughter, Annabeth. Also known as me.

Athena raised me in her temple in Athens. The gods wouldn't make me immortal, but Athena was fine with that. She didn't want to risk asking, anyways, for fear that they might take me as well. Also, as much as she loved me, I knew I was a painful reminder of her murdered lover.

I loved my mother, but we weren't ever that close. As time went on, I grew closer and closer to the twin gods, Artemis and Apollo. I kind of took Artemis as a mother figure, and Apollo was like my annoying brother that cheered me up when I was down. I loved them both. They visited me often, for even though I had my own spacious room at Athena's temple, and many gadgets and things to keep me preoccupied, I did get kind of bored. I always looked forward to the twin's visits.

You might think that I hated Poseidon. I did. I think. I don't quite know. I know I should, and I try to be hateful towards him, for he did murder my father. Honestly, I was one year old when my father was killed, so I didn't really know him. But he was my father. I didn't actually meet Poseidon face to face until I was thirteen, and before then I hated him with all my heart, and Athena encouraged that hatred.

Then on one of the meetings that the gods had on each Summer Solstice, my mother decided to bring me along. On the way there, I only thought of Poseidon. The way that I had molded him in my mind, he was an ugly old hag, that had fangs and claws, and a disgusting beard, with a horrid sea smell.

Well, wasn't I surpsised.

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