17-year-old Annabeth Chase's mom died when she was seven, and her dad died when she was 13 from a mysterious snake bite. She now lives in a castle that's almost empty, except for Annabeth's step-mom, Dyna, acting as a cold-empty presence in the castle. She meets Percy Jackson (long story), who she can't deny is handsome, but also obnoxious. But will Annabeth develop feelings for him?

Queen Dyna hates Annabeth Chase for her presence, that reminds her she could never produce a heir for Frederick Chase, Annabeth's father. She couldn't throw Annabeth out, for she was the only heir to the throne. All she got from her father's will was a old Yankees cap, an antique. When she finds out what it does, will she change her motive to protect Annabeth?

A beautiful princess, a jealous queen, and a Yankees cap.

This is a Snow White Percabeth story.

Prologue

Seven-year-old Annabeth Chase scanned the crowd of millions of people dressed in black in front of her with her gray eyes, and reached up to her blonde hair tied in a neat bun, all hair out of her face. Unless you were sick or dead (or a fugitive, unless you wanted to get caught), you were required to come to the wedding, where you were allowed to wear anything but white and black, or death of any royal... where you're required to wear black. Slowly a coffin was lowered into the ground; a coffin that held Annabeth's mother, Athena. Hot tears ran down Annabeth's cheeks. Her mother died from a mere spider bite. As if Annabeth needed another reason to be afraid of spiders other than that they were creepy.

She felt her father, Frederick Chase, squeeze her hand, and looked up to see tears falling from his brown eyes, his blond hair getting tousled by the wind. She looked back to see her mother completely buried in the ground. As tradition goes in the kingdom of Camp Half-Blood, the princess speaks first. Annabeth released her father's hand and went up to the podium, barely choking up the words, " Hi, I'm Annab-" before the ground below her mothers coffin erupted in a mixture of dirt and concrete. Somewhere in the mixture of air and dust, there was a silhouette of a what looked like a woman's body, thin with perfect curves and and breasts that were the perfect size.

As the air cleared, you could make out a cruel smile, that would make you step back in fear, but wouldn't let you look away. Her eyes were as black and sharp as a crow's. Her voice pierced the air like a crow's shriek and she said, "Annabeth." Annabeth lost all feeling in her legs and collapsed...

... As 13 year-old Annabeth woke up screaming, hands pressed against her ears. She had been having that nightmare every night ever since her dad had married her step-mother. It always ended in the exactly the same with the same result.

Her door opened carefully, to be greeted by Piper Mclean, her maid, and also her closest friend in this castle, who always came to check up on her when she woke up from that dream. Piper had beautiful olive skin with chocolate brown hair and eyes that tended to change colors to brown, green, or blue, right now her eyes being brown. But as Piper stepped out into Annabeth's room, Annabeth noticed that Piper's thin body was covered in black.

The silence pierced the air for a few moments as Piper stood before her. Finally she stood up straight and choked, "Princess Anna- Annabeth. You're awake. I'm so-sorry to be the one to br-break this to you but, w-we found your father in his bed with two snake bites on his leg. H-he's dead, Princess Annabeth. I'm so sorry."

It took a few seconds until Annabeth could process what had just been said to her. Piper came up and sat on her bed next to Annabeth as she collapsed in her arms, feeling emptier than she had felt when her mom died.