Hi everyone! I am going to be a naughty girl and start another story! My other story, back in time, is ready for another update, and I would. But the silly site won't let me!

I was heading up to Olympus, heartbroken. Last night, I found out that Annabeth had been cheating on me.

FLASHBACK

I was walking in Central Park, when the breeze picked up. I tightened my jacket around my body, and kept walking through the overgrown trees. I don't like walking on the path – it makes me feel like I'm normal, and I don't like that. After so many years of not being normal, I didn't like being reminded that I could be; because I chose not to be. You see, Annabeth and I had taken jobs up on Olympus. Annabeth was the architect and I helped her out with anything she needed. My job was quite minor, but it paid, and it was on Olympus. That's not normal.

Anyways, I was walking through my own little worn down path, when I saw a couple ahead of me. The woman's blonde hair reminded me of Annabeth a lot. So much so, that I stopped and stared at them.

The woman got up from the man's lap and dusted herself off. She laughed at something he said, and helped him up. She looked exactly like Annabeth – but that couldn't be, could it? Would Annabeth cheat on me?

I shook my head at the silly thought; of course she wouldn't. But still, I looked at them. I couldn't shake the feeling that I knew them.

"Oh Annabeth," the man said, and my heart stopped. "You're such a riot!"

Annabeth laughed again. "Thanks Con!"

I didn't stay to hear anymore of their conversation. I ran to our – sorry mine and my mum's (and Paul's, but that's not important), Annabeth would not be staying there much longer – house and packed up all of her things. I fought tears the whole time, but when I came to a picture of the two of us at camp half blood, I couldn't help it. A few stray tears rolled down my cheeks and dropped onto the glass of the picture. The salty washed splashed, making more of a mess.

I wondered where mum and Paul were, and I realized that they were probably out on a date.

I wiped away the hot tears furiously, angry at myself for being so oblivious – all those late nights at work, all those times she just wanted to go for a walk by herself to think – it was all lies, all deception. She wasn't the girl I fell in love; she wasn't the girl I rejected immortality a year ago for.

I heard the front door click and I walked out to the lounge room and sat down, looking at the door.

"Percy!" Annabeth called, "I'm back! Where are you?"

"In the lounge room," even to me, my voice sounded weak. I cleared my throat a couple of times, to make sure that I didn't show any un-needed emotion. I needed to do this fast, quick, like pulling off a Band-Aid. Eww, the ADHD part of me thought.

Annabeth walked in and put her school books on the table, confused. "Why are there boxes everywhere? Are you moving out?" she asked, managing to put hurt into her voice. Yeah, I thought, fake hurt.

I laughed darkly. "Nope. You are."

"Me?"

"Yes. Look, I even packed up everything nice and neat. I've organized a pick- up truck to get your things in the morning. Meanwhile, you will be staying in the guest room. You shall not have any food in the fridge, so you can walk as the car is mine. You may not step foot in my bedroom. You may not put your things down anywhere, so I suggest you pick them up. You know what? You can just stay in the guest room all night, until the pick-up truck gets here. And because I am human, I will go and get you some food, and bring it in."

"Percy, you can't do this. Your mum invited me to live here."

"Maybe she did. But I am her son, and I don't think she'll mind I kicked you out once I tell her you cheated on me!" Her face looked guilty, but I raged on.

"How did you find out?" She asked.

"I can't believe that you thought that I wouldn't find out!" I retorted angrily. "I was walking in Central Park, in the place that I showed you, to see you kissing Conner Stoll!"

"I-I…" she couldn't form a coherent sentence at my anger, and she exhaled. "That does not mean you can kick me out of this house!"

"I can do what I want here Annabeth! This is my house, and you follow my rules!"

"Well, I've already broken all the other rules, so don't expect me to follow this one!"

I was shocked. Annabeth had broken the rules.

"You are not the woman I fell in love with Annabeth. I want you out of this house. Now."

She took a stubborn stance, and I got so angry I saw red.

"NOW!" I yelled. Her eye's widened, and she quickly gathered her things.

"I'll be back Percy Jackson. Just you wait," she strutted to the door.

She looked at me the last time, flipped the finger, and then walked out, slamming the door to my heart.

FLASHBACK OVER.

After that whole escapade, dad had visited me. He had apologized about my break up with Annabeth, (Even though he didn't know what it was about) and then told me that tomorrow I was to come to Olympus. I had nodded my head numbly, and then sat back down. Dad had then left, and I wondered about what the council wanted with me.

So, here I am, on this stupid elevator, listening to stupid music, going up to Zeus, who probably has a stupid reason for calling me up. Stupid demi-god life. I never got any stupid time to myself.

Yeah, I said stupid a lot in those sentences. So what?

As the elevator dinged open, everyone looked in m direction. I glared at them, and they fell to their knees, trembling. I was so upset, that I didn't event think about it.

I stormed to the throne room, but controlled myself as I walked in. I bowed at Zeus, and then knelt at my Father's feet.

"Rise, son." Poseidon said.

"Percy Jackson," Zeus boomed, "it has come to our attention of an Ancient Law that had been forgotten. Athena had been tidying the place up when she came across the book. Being the smart woman that she is, she has been reading it the past few days."

"Um, no offense, Lord Zeus, but what has that got to do with me?" I asked.

"This is what I'm going to have to put up with?" Zeus grumbled, but then continued. "As I was saying, she has been reading it. One rule in particular, caught her eye. Any Immortal or Mortal likewise that defeats Kronos will become the rightful owner of the position of Ruler of the Gods, without his or her consent. Do you know what that means boy?"

I was so shocked that I didn't answer. "It means," Zeus stood up hesitantly. "It means that you are now King of the gods, whether you like it or not, because you defeated Kronos in the last Titan War."

Oh. My. Gods.