A/N: Like the summary says, it's a rewrite of the forbidden warrior, but with better writing, better plots and more interesting stuff. Please give it a chance; really looking forward to writing this story, but it'll be pointless without you fans. So please enjoy and leave your thoughts in the reviews. This story is new so I am willing to take any help I can get. I need some OC's so if you guys have any ideas then please let me know. Pm me or leave it in the review. I need the name, age, description of character, parents and powers. That'll be it for now, you can trust me to develop the rest. Anyway I'll stop rambling now, this story is Rated M, just for safety in case I curse or put some blood and gore here and there, lol. Please review, if you like it then favorite and follow this story for further updates, which I have not made a schedule for. Enjoy and until next time pce out :D

Chapter 1

The second war with Gaia and her children, the gigantes, had ended. The war that finally made the Greek gods get off their thrones and help their children. Of course it was in the interest of self preservation, but regardless they had ignored the Ancient Laws and made direct interference. After the gods won the war, with the help of the half-bloods, they didn't know what to expect. Never had they thought that the day would come and they would directly intervene. They were wondering if some divine punishment was approaching, from a being they heard so little about but had no doubts existed.

But to their surprise, along with the demigods', nothing happened. No extreme punishments were given, not even the fates said a word. This result outraged the half-bloods. All their lives they lived in solitude, serving a parent that they rarely met; only to find out that everything they were told was a lie. There was chaos in the throne room of the gods, chaos that not even Zeus' master bolt could silence.

There would have been another war right that moment, if not for the cunning and witty thinking of the goddess of wisdom. She explained that they simply had not known about the lack of consequences for their rule breaking. And to appease them she had convinced her father to reward the brave children. Zeus gladly accepted, not wanting to face another war at the moment. The war they had just faced was taxing on their powers. The gift giving would have started within the minute, if a certain demigod had not suggested that they mourn their dead first; many brave heroes had lost their lives in the war. And the demigod didn't want to leave them without a proper funeral. Zeus had agree and said they would receive whatever they wanted, in a later time.

A week went by as the gods and demigods mourned their dead. Among them had been a brave warrior named Frank Zhang, son of Mars, and a beautiful demigoddess named Piper McLean, daughter of Aphrodite. Frank had the unfortunate luck of being in the range of Porphyrion's lightning bolt. The giant had thrown it intending to hit Jason Grace, but the demigod had flown out the way and the bolt soared through the air before imbedding itself into the chuddy shape shifter. Within seconds he was turned to ash, along with the piece of wood that was his life line, which was unlucky enough to be in his pocket. The death of his comrade had affected Jason, but not the way it did when Piper, his girlfriend, had a knife stabbed into her back. She became distracted when Jason barreled past her and crashed into a large boulder. She tried to move towards him, intending to assist him. But before she could get far an earthborn drove a knife, made of earth, through her back.

When the prophecy of seven had lost their second member, they let their rage take over. Their deaths had been a turning point in the war, causing the army of the gods to fight with more vigor and ferocity.

Within the next passing hours the war was over. Gaia had been put back to slumber and the giants had returned to their father, in Tartarus.

Throughout the week, the son of Jupiter was rarely seen as he remained in cabin one and mourned his lost girlfriend. Hazel had taken Frank's death hard but still remained with her friends in hope getting through it together.

A month had passed since the dead were given their proper rights. The demigods had been called back to assemble in the throne room of the gods. As promised, the half-bloods had gotten their gifts. Some wished for material possession, others wished for blessings.

The remaining five of the prophecy, along with some other lucky members, were given the option to become immortal. Most of them accepted gladly, relishing in the honor of becoming a god. But they were offered their responsibilities individually.

Jason Grace had shared his powers with his father and became the god of Lightning, air and Heroes.

Hazel did the same and became the goddess of jewels and the dead.

Leo became the god of fire and machines.

When it was the daughter of Athena's turn, Annabeth Chase had been offered an extra responsibility, should she accept then it was to be hers. Before she was told what it was, she had been given an explanation saying that, if she was to accept this responsibility then she would need to cut off all her ties to the camp, in able to focus on her work. That is of course until she was done, but no one knew how long this task was going to take.

Hearing this, she was ready to decline the offer. She could not leave Percy and her friends behind. But she remained silent, giving the gods a chance to present her with the offer.

Her mother had been the one to present the offer, inquiring her about her thoughts on the idea of her rebuilding all of Greece, for it had decimated in the war.

Annabeth couldn't believe what she heard. She assumed she must have heard wrong, but when she looked at her mother; she saw the truth in her eyes. She didn't know what to say, but to her astonishment, along with everyone else's, she responded with a resounding yes. Annabeth let her hubris take over as she beamed at her mom, who in return smiled proudly at her daughter. She had totally forgotten that Percy was in the room.

Percy, hearing the answer, rushed out of the throne room. He was sick to his stomach from the betrayal he felt as he stormed through Olympus.

Poseidon followed suit to bring his son back, but by the time he was out the doors, Percy was long gone.

Moments later Poseidon returned, fuming with anger. He walked in and took his throne. He didn't say anything, just glared at Athena and Annabeth as he seethed in silence.

"Brother, what happened?" Zeus inquired.

"He's gone. There is no trace of him, it's like he just vanished into the air." Poseidon said still holding his glare.

"Do you have something to say barnacle beard?" Athena smirked at her old time rival.

"If I wasn't so drained right now, I would make you fade." His expression changed into that of nothingness. He didn't let a hint of emotion slip through. And the lack of nothingness on his face made the seriousness of his threat increase tenfold.

Athena was left aghast by the threat. Any other time she would have replied with a witty comeback that would make the god of the seas sprout idiotic insults, going back and forth. But the lack of emotion in his threat made it seem that much worse. She knew that she should keep her mouth shut, for even in his weakened state the god of seas could and would follow through on his threat.

Athena looked down to find her daughter sobbing at her feet. It must have finally dawned on her the consequences of her choice. Athena shrunk herself down and grabbed Annabeth in a comforting hug. No one said anything as they watched the interaction between the mother and daughter.

"Let us finish here; then we can search for young Perseus. Nico Di Angelo, son of Hades, step forward." Zeus said breaking the silence that had enveloped the throne room.

A moment passed and no one stepped forward. "Nico Di Angelo?" Zeus repeated looking around the room. But they couldn't locate the young son of Hades.

Hades cleared his throat, making everyone turn their heads toward him. "I believe my son has followed the son of my brother. Let us leave the task of bringing Perseus back up to him for now."

"Okay, let us continue then." Zeus said as Poseidon sent a nod of gratitude towards his older brother.

The gods continued with the ceremony until none but two were left, the two missing demigods.

When they were done, Zeus ordered Artemis to take the hunt and turn the world upside down until the demigods were found. Poseidon said he would search the seas and Hades said he would look in the underworld. Hermes promised that he would keep an eye out in his travels. And Apollo said he would look for them during the day from his sun chariot. The gods all dispersed after the meeting was concluded, each going in their own way. Artemis took her newly immortalized lieutenant and teleported away to start her mission.

Two thousand years had passed since that day. And the missing demigods were yet to be found. After a century of searching, to no avail, they were claimed to be dead, earning them the title of being called The Perished Heroes. But they were not forgotten, statues were build in their honor on both Camps and Olympus.

Though they were claimed to be dead, some didn't give up their search. Artemis and the hunt continued the search, being intrigued at how the demigods were able to evade her and her huntresses. Poseidon searched relentlessly, looking on both land and the sea. Hades searched as well, for he knew they were not in his realm. Others, like Hermes, Apollo and Hestia, helped whenever they could. But the demigods, if they were still alive, simply didn't want to be found.