"Mama, tell me the story about the pirate and the princess again."

Long ago, when pirates ruled the land and seas. One ship stood out above the rest.

An emerald encrusted ship that sailed faster than any other, and no other ship dared to challenge it. The captain was a ruthless and handsome man. With tan skin, unmatchable strength, silver hair, and eyes of the sea he sailed, the Captain of the ship was the most dangerous pirate on the ocean. And the pirate had raised his son to be an even more daring and cunning pirate than even him.

It was considered an honor for his ship to stop in your city, for that meant he deemed it worthy. But the princess of the home island of the pirate. did not think so. She sat in her castle and watched her mother plan to kill the pirate. The pirate knew that he was not welcome home, and so he never went there, which was considered a great embarrassment to the whole island and it's people.

"My darling Annabeth, one day soon... you will be the defender of this island just as I. That means that you are going to have to protect us and uphold our laws."

Annabeth sighed and looked out the window, she knew it was bad but she wanted to go to the sea. She stared past the city streets and the reef, she saw a small glinting light.

"Annabeth. Are you listening to me?" She asked.

Annabeth turned to her mother, and then nodded. She knew the lecture that was about to happen, so she braced herself.

"I'll not have any daughter of mine be considered to be an air-headed, dainty, only goof for childbearing woman. I built this kingdom to be strong, and you WILL uphold that. Understood?" Her mother, Athena, the warrior queen exclaimed.

"Yes, mother. It's just that there is a ship approaching. I saw it from the corner of my eye, and I was just inspecting it." Annabeth told her mother.

Athena turned to look out the window and saw the ship, and a smile began to creep over her face. Her dark plait whipped around with her head as her cold grey eyes met her daughter's stormy ones. Athena ran to grab Annabeth's hand and then placed a kiss on her daughters forehead.

"You may no longer have to worry about the pirate my dear." She whispered and then returned to her desk with a large smile on her desk.

Annabeth sighed, many ships came to their island.

"Mother, I think you might be a little paranoid." Annabeth sighed.

Athena turned to look at her daughter and gave a smile. But it wasn't a happy smile, it was cold and calculating, like every single smile she gave. It was extremely intimidating. Annabeth looked at the door and saw it crack, the Captain of the Guard came in.

"Majesty, our eyes say they see the ship approaching, but not any ship we recognize. We are afraid it's him." She said, and then gestured toward the window.

Athena's wicked smile spread even further, and she turned to her Captain.

"Then let us prepare a feast... And invite our guest. Tomorrow night," Then she winked at Annabeth. "we dine."

Aboard his ship, Percy was king, well almost. The pirates had a hierarchy all of their own, and it was held above the laws of whatever land they traveled to. Being a pirate was glorious, he was always at sea, every day was spent upon The Emerald Wrath, he hardly had to bathe, he was a man from the day he stepped on the ship, and he knew every island on this vast sea. But this island that his father set his eyes on was a place he had never been before. Only heard of.

"Perseus, do you know who's there?" Poseidon asked, with a wild smile.

"Is that the island of the Warrior Queen?" Percy guessed, considering the was all his father had talked about for the past week.

"Yes it is, my boy! Do you know what we're doing here?" He questioned as ocean spray filled the air.

"Nope." Percy admitted as he leaned against the railing.

Poseidon gave a grin, his hair and his beard were streaked with silver, but his eyes were just as young as they were years and years before.

"Well, we are here to take something. Something that SHE took from me a long time ago," Poseidon explained. "And if we have to take a few other things in the process we will."

Percy smiled at his father's sense adventure, and revenge.

"You know, her royal pain in my ass knows what I look like, but not you... So you my dear boy, are going to take it back." Poseidon pulled out a telescope and examined the island.

Percy rolled his eyes at the vagueness, but he knew his dad was being dramatic so he asked.

"What are we getting back?"

"My trident."

Percy's eyes widened at that. For as long as he could remember, he thought that the trident was lost to sea. It was the weapon that his father used to kill his way to Pirate King. It was his weapon that was made just for him, and no one else. It was the weapon that Poseidon had used to woo Percy's mother.

"I thought it was lost."

"No, that wench stole it from me one night. I had come back from the sea, to see you and your mother. When I got home, I told your mother about my ship and it's grandeur. She wanted to see it, so I took her here. I was the Pirate King, so why shouldn't I have the best? So... your mother set you down to play in a chest of golf, because why not? Then I took her up to the deck and we danced, she was an excellent dancer. Then as we were dancing, that horrid Queen came aboard to steal the trident and set The Emerald on fire, but she only got to the trident before I saw her."

Percy had a dark feeling that he knew where this was going.

"So I asked her who she was to be stealing from me, The Pirate King. Then she told me she was the queen of that island, and she did not tolerate crimes. And for my crimes against humankind I would be sentenced to death. Then she threw the trident at me, but because she was not a seawoman... The trident missed me and landed in your mother." Poseidon's eyes were filling with tears. "Then that absolute WRETCH had the nerve to run over to your mother's body, yank the trident out of her and then escape."

Percy walked over to his dad and threw his arms around him, a hug was what his dad needed. What Percy needed.

"That's not all." Poseidon whispered, then stepped back from his son.

"That night I went to get my trident back, and to seek revenge. So I went to the palace, and there sat the Queen's husband and daughter. At the dinner table waiting for their cruel and evil Queen. I knew what I was doing, so I waited for the nursemaid to take the child to bed, and then I struck. I killed her pathetic husband, and left my symbol on his forehead. I didn't have time to look for the trident so I left and I heard the Queen's screams from my ship, and I knew that she was my enemy."

Percy took a moment, and then let out a sigh of relief, it had been fifteen years since his father had lost his trident and since Percy had lost his mother.

"Let's go get it back."