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"Those who hate most fervently must have once loved deeply; those who want to deny the world must have once embraced what they now set on fire."

-Kurt Tucholsky

Long ago, in a world we now consider mythological, there stood a country. Far spread and full of power, it graced itself with the name of Greece. The Greeks, as they called themselves, believed in the Gods who lived upon Mount Olympus. On the thrones of Olympus, there were 12 Gods. Zeus, Poseidon, Hera, Demeter, Apollo, Artemis, Athena, Aphrodite, Hermes, Dionysus, Ares, and Hephaestus. In the middle of the Throne Room sat Hestia, tending to the Hearth. In the midst of the dead resided Hades, Lord of the Underworld. These Gods had many children, with immortals and mortals. These children held power and abilities beyond any other being. Their mortal wits and godly gifts allowed them to become wonderful leaders and renowned warriors. The beings produced by a union between a god and a mortal are often referred to as demigods. And that is where the tale of two of the most famous demigods in all of ancient history begins. In Athens and Corinth sit Annabeth Chase and Perseus Jackson, the Heroes of Olympus and the Saviors of Greece.

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Athens

Princess Annabeth Chase slowly descended the Grand Staircase, responding to the summons of her father, King Frederick Chase of Athens. She strolled through many a decorative corridor, all filled with paintings and statues of Gods and previous rulers. She rarely ever found the chance to observe the beauty of the artwork that surrounded her in the protected palace she called home. The chambers in which she resided were bare and unlively, and she took any opportunity she could to take in the full experience as she passed into the main wing of the palace.

After a long stretch of time that she spent procrastinating, Annabeth finally reached the statue of Athena, the Goddess of wisdom, which stood outside the entrance to the royal chambers. The Goddess was dressed in a beautiful chiton, covered in detailed tapestries, telling the stories of Athena's past. Annabeth scanned the idol's outfit, looking for any loose threads. When she found one, she lightly yanked on it and stepped back. The wall in front of her bent back to reveal another set of passages, leading to the personal chambers of the royal family. She stepped forward another 100 yards before arriving at her father's room. She raised her fist to knock on the door, but hesitated, worrying about the reason for her father's summons. But being the confident princess she was, she once again lifted her hand, and knocked. Frederick's handmaid opened the door for the princess and moved away.

Annabeth spotted Frederick sitting on the far end of the very large room, filing some paperwork. He quickly put away his materials and turned to face his eldest child.

"Hello, Annabeth. Come. Take a seat." Frederick beckoned her and gestured towards the klinai that lay a few feet beside him.

"Yes, Father."

Annabeth took a seat, but didn't dare lean back in her chair, or take up a position that was even slightly comfortable. She may have held 50% of the King's genes, but that had never affected the treatment she received from the man she called her father.

"Now Annabeth, you may be wondering why I called you down here…" Frederick began as he directed his eyes to the twenty-one-year-old princess who sat in front of him. Annabeth simply nodded at the king's statement.

"Well, your Mother and I-''

"Helen is not my mother," though she wasn't keen on getting on the King's bad side, she absolutely refused to call that evil wretch of a woman her mother.

"Annabeth, Helen is married to me, and I am your father. That makes her your mother. It has been fourteen years. You must learn to adapt.''

"I'm sorry, Father," she said, simply bowing her head to avoid showing the anger that gleamed in her eyes.

"As you know, Athens and Corinth have been rivals for the longest of time. Mainly because of our patrons. Though Queen Sally and I have no bad blood with one another, we must now overcome our differences and must unite to prepare for any danger that we face in the future. I have spoken to… certain people, to say the least, and I have made a decision. You will be the one to fix relations with Corinth."

"Why would we need to fix relations? We're perfectly well-off on our own." Annabeth responded, looking for a way out of whatever her father was conspiring.

"Corinth is quite rich, and we could do with a wealthy ally. Plus, this bond may fix the enmity between our patrons. Do you understand now? This is crucial for our survival."

"I wouldn't say crucial, but yes, I understand. But either way, how will I do as such, Father?"

Frederick smirked. "That will be up to you and a certain someone. I figure that you will manage on your own without my assistance. I shall leave you be for now. I will have my chambermaid reach out to you if I receive any correspondence. Goodbye, Annabeth."

Annabeth nodded a goodbye to her father and was quickly on her way back up to the Library. As she passed through the corridors, she laid eyes on Athena's shrine. Realizing that this was her only chance at escape, she offered some olives and burned some incense.

"Athena, please help me through whatever Father is planning. If I inherited any of your knowledge, then I know exactly what he's thinking of. Please save me from this cruel fate. Thank you."

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Corinth

"Prince Perseus, your mother has called for you."

"Ah, yes. I'll be on my way. Thank you." Perseus rose from his desk and stretched. He looked out the large window that expanded across the wall of his large chamber. Quickly realizing that night had fallen, he rushed to get dressed for his meeting with his mother. Walking over to his large wardrobe, he pulled out a cloak and threw it on over his night clothes. Grabbing his sword, Anaklusmos, he left his room and headed to his mother's chamber.

"Hello Mom." Sally looked up from her book and waved to Percy.

"Hello darling. Come take a seat, I've been meaning to speak to you about something."

"What would that be?"

"Political matters and such, but before I take care of that, I have motherly duties to attend to." Sally's expression softened as she took a seat next to Percy on the dewan. "Percy, Honey, are you feeling alright? I don't want to pry or to rush your grieving, but you've been moping ever since her death. I understand your love for her, but it has been nearly two and a half years, and you haven't spoken to anybody outside of me, Paul, your personal keeps, and any courtiers that you're forced to speak to. I just want you to be happy, no matter the cost."

"Mom, I will be okay. This has taken time, and it will continue to, but I will still do what I have to in order to fulfill the needs of my people. I am Prince Perseus of Corinth. Nothing more, nothing less. My duty shall keep me occupied, and my work shall keep my emotions at bay. I'll be fine. There's no need to worry about me.

"Are you sure, Percy?"

"Yes, Mother. Now what did you want to speak to me about?"

"Oh, yes. You know of the drought that has corrupted our land for years?" Percy nodded. "Well, I've spoken to several prophets, consulted Oracles, and have discussed it with the Gods. No one has given me a clear answer, and I haven't a clue what to truly do, but all of them mentioned enemies, friends, love, and hate. I have taken it upon myself to crack the code, but in the meantime, we have to get on good terms with Athens. Our country's future could possibly depend on this. Percy, I love you more than anything in this cruel world, and it breaks my heart to have to ask you to do this, but I need you to partake in fixing our relationship with Athens. Son, will you do so?"

"Of course. There is nothing I would find more honor in. What do I need to do?"

"You need to speak with Chiron. He'll be able to help you. He can show you how to get in contact with King Frederick. Paul will be busy for quite some time. The citizens are not happy at all. You're our only hope, Percy. I can only think of one solution, but I know you don't want that. Please try to figure things out."

"I won't let you down, Mother. And I know exactly what you're thinking of. If push comes to shove, I'll be more than happy to sacrifice a few freedoms. I'll restore Corinth back to its original glory. Everything will be okay. I will be okay, you will, Paul will, but most importantly, the subjects of Corinth will be satisfied."

That was Chapter 1 of Prejudiced Love. To some, it may look different, but that's because I edited it a little to keep it relevant and properly in touch with the story. I would love some feedback on the story. Let me know what you think, and I'll gladly take your suggestions. My updates are often spread apart, and I apologize for that, but I'm working on a lot of new things right now.

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-AnnabethGinevraJacksonPotter