So, this story will be coming along similar but also different to the normal Pjo timeline. I will give you the explanation as we continue. Have fun then...

Ohh and I am trying out a new writing style so tell me if this is any good.

16 years ago.

In a public library.

Athena approched the ancient teenager, holding a bundle in her arms. It pained her to see what he had become and if she was honest she missed the boy he used to be. But she accepted that he had lost his youth when destiny had forced him to take up arms in the Titan war.

Before the Titan war he had been a normal demigod and he had been the life of Olympus. In fact, he was the only one that ever dared prank her and even though she always complained about it, his playfulness had brought her much joy. But that was before he had chosen the path of the sword . He had gown up a long time ago, "Good evening Perseus."

The young, black haired man turned around to the goddess and bowed slightly, "Lady Athena, you requested to see me?"

A smile hushed over the goddess's lips. She set the bundle down on a table and pulled aside a sheet of cloth revealing the face of a sleeping, newborn girl with curtly golden hair. "She's beautiful." Perseus commented. The goddess of Wisdom smiled softly, "Yes, she is. Her name is Annabeth."

Perseus laid his hand on the sleeping girls forehead and closed his eyes for a second before before removing his hand. "Aren't they all special?"

Athena smiled at the immortal demigod, "Fare point. But I wanted to ask you to be her guardian."

Perseus glared at Athena, "May I ask why? You do realize that I stopped doing these kind of things for a reason." A

thena shrugged, "I didn't ask you to fall in love with a girl, that foolishly challenged the Roman Empire."

Perseus glared at her. "Since when was Rome's imperial philosophy your former daughter's fault?"

Athena raised her hands in defence, "My daughter meddled in the internal affairs of the Roman Empire dispite your counsile and you helped Egypt put up a worthy fight in the end."

Perseus's face turned stony. "I was Cleopatra's guardian and I failed. She got hit by a Roman arrow while I tried to bring her out of the city. Anyway, every hero needs to be able to stand on his or her own feet and she will never learn to fight for herself if I babysit her for her entire life."

Athena smiled to herself, knowing that she had won. "Then don't. Stay in the shadows and become a part of her life when she is strong enough to stand on her own. You can protect her with out her knowing it."

Percy pursed his lips and crossed his strong arms. "What makes you think I will do this at all. My fame didn't come from babysitting young demogods."

Athena nearly laughed. "Because you would have a purpose again. Something you lacked since bringing Rome down by forming Christianity." There was a hint of accusation in her voice but Perseus didn't mind. Christianity had been one of his worse ideas. He indirectly caused the dark ages that way. "And a few hundred years later you kicked loose Islam to stop Christianity's advance." The goddess of wisdom continued.

"I got along great with the Arabs in the old days. Unlike Christians, they were at least civilized."

Athena gave him a hard look. "Okay okay. I'll admit that the Islamic world has been a waist of space since the dark ages ended."

Athena nodded, her eyes holding a dark sparkle. "Don't worry Perseus. I am already formulating a plan to bring the abrahamic religions down to their knees. In the old days you were known as the flame of Greece and eventhough humanity has forgotten you, your deeds still echo through the melenia. If you do me this favor I swear we will reignite the old fire together."

Perseus's looked at the goddess suspiciously. "She is different. I know you, Athena. You wouldn't make a promise like that with out the stakes being high."

Athena stroked the young girls hair, a loving smile on her lips.

"This one is different." Percy suddenly said. Athena looked up, "I feer she is. I feel different about her than about the others. That is why I want you to make sure she doesn't meet your uncle ahead of time, all though I wouldn't mind it you kept an eye on my other children too while you're at it.

Perseus nodded and sighed, "I have been rather board over the last few centuries."

Athena gave him a slightly accusing look. "How did you get bord? You got a good portion of the Persian king's harem after you helped Alexander start his campaign successful. Perseus looked at her slightly guilty,

"Athena, can you stop the accusations. All of those that were still maidens I gave either to your temple or to lady Artemis and the remaining work in my quarters in my father's palace. In any case, I was a different man back then and those were different times."

Athena burst out laughing, "Perseus, if I thought that low of you I wouldn't trust you with Annabeth and I wouldn't have trusted you to keep Cleopatra safe."

Perseus relaxed slightly. Athena placed her hand on the ainchent hero's cheek and smiled at him. "Rest your worries. Cleopatra's death wasn't your fault and you filled her life with joy. Her blood is on the hands of Rome. I know you won't fail me this time either."

Perseus squared his shoulders, "You won me over." With out asking for permission Percy lifted the infant the into his arms. "Greetings little Annabeth. Let us find out where your path leads us."He looked up at the goddess, a smile tracing his lips. "I will do my best Athena. It feels good to have a task again. Where will she live?"

~°~°~°~°~°~Annabeth~°~°~°~°~°~

The end of the world as she knew it began while she was dreaming. Having strange dreams was nothing new for Annabeth, in fact it happened all the time seeing as she was a demigod. However she had never dreamed such a dream in her life. She was standing on the top of the dunes overlooking a beach. It was a clear and beautiful morning and the sun was bathing the world in pail light. Annabeth's instincts told her that something bad was about to happen. The guy standing next to her or the army that had assembled the guy was also a slight hint. Annabeth looked around taking her bearings. The sea was filled with wooden ships as far as the eye could see, all of them heading in her direction. Some of the ships were already beached and she could see soldiers disembarking from them and forming ranks. From the formations she could see that they were Roman legioners.

The guy standing next to Annabeth was tall and muscular. He had a graceful cut face with high cheekbones. His eyes were a stormy sea green and short cut hair was black. He was clad in Greek armor. His breast plate, greaves and bracers were fashioned from blackened bronze. From his arm hung a black hoplon shield and from his belt hung a glowing, lief bladed bronze sword. The black Greek helmet that was clasped between his arm and torso was decorated with black horse hair.

The army behind him was clearly Egyptian. The weapons were Egyptian and so was their canvas armor. All of them were staring at the invading army with grim faces. The problem was quite obvious . Their army was impressive, maybe seven or eight thousend men standing in perfect ranks. However compared to the Roman army they wearn't to much. If Annabeth had to guess the Romans numbers she would put them to atleast thirty thousend. So far only one or two thousend Romans were on land.

"For what it's worth the house of life is with you, Perseus." Annabeth spun around thinking hard. As far as she knew, Perseus, son of Zeus never had anything to do with Egypt. A young Egyptian man armed with a rune covered staff and garbed in linnen robes approched us.

The Greek smiled at the approching man grimly. "You are a sight for sore eyes, Iskandar." Perseus greeted the man.

Iskandar nodded towards the invading army. "How are our chances?" Perseus grimaced again. "I had too little time to pull together a larger army. This is everything I could muster at such short notice. They will take the beach but they will pay dearly for it. I will retreat the moment the main army sets foot on land."

The Iskandar guy gave Perseus a pointed look. "This will be a good fight. A story worthy of being told." Perseus mused.

Iskandar sighed, "In my experience with you, a good fight means a fight to the death."

Perseus grinned darkly, "I fought and defeated Persia and back then the odds were even less in our favor."

Iskandar gave Perseus a hard look, "You had the best of Sparta and Athens to fight with you and the terane was also a lot more in your fathor. Sadly our generals lack Themistocles or Leonidas skills."

Perseus chuckled, "I fought many wars and I assure you that I am no amateur. Now, let us be a proper host to our guests. You know that plan." With that he pulled his helmet on, making him look even more menacing.

With a jolt Annabeth realized that this was the war in which Rome defeated Egypt during the reign of Cleopatra. But this war was different war than the one Annabeth had learned of at camp or in school. They never mentioned a teenage commander named Perseus.

The Greek pulled his glowing bronze sword put of its schief and turned to the army, "Arise sons of Egypt. Once again you are called upon to serve your country. Let me tell you that the milk drinkers down there only dare attack when they outnumber real men three to one. Alas, I am in luck today. I am standing here with a honorable host of Whoremongers and Cutthroats and there are plenty foes to share. Let us teach them that if they want this land they are going to have to pay for it. Let us dye the sand red with Roman blood!" The Egyptian answered with a deathening cheer.

Perseus pointed his sword at the Romans. "For death and glory!" He bellowed and then started running to the Roman battle line. The army repeated the battle cry and joined their leader in his charge. Annabeth cried out in fear as thousands of men charged towards her. The moment Annabeth thought she would be tramples by the charging sons of Egypt she found herself sitting upright in bed, breathing heavily.

The moment she took her bearings she calmed down. She was sitting in her bunk at Camp Half-Blood, trying to calm her beating heart, pondering over the dream. Annabeth looked at the timer standing on the side of her bunk. It was five in the morning and her half-siblings were still all asleep. So Annabeth slipped out of the covers and tiptoed through her cabin to the rough wooden door. As quietly as she could she slipped into the library and closed the door behind her and turned on the lights. For the next ten minutes Annabeth went through the maze of bookshelves until she found what she was looking for.

With the book cluched in her arms she headed over to one of the cushions next to the magical fireplace and sat down. Then she burried herself in the last days of the Egyptian Empire but somehow she knew she would find no hint of a hero named Perseus. At the same time she knew that her dream was true. Even though she searched for Perseus in the tales of old she was already asking herself the more important question. Had the name been lost over the melenia or had someone intentionally written the Greek out of the history books and if yes, then why?"

So, this is it. You are awesome. Tell me if you want continue this then tell me so. If not then tell me too. I expect you all to Review.

Winter Wolf over and out.