Hey everyone! I'm Pia and this is my first story! The summary sucks, so here's the full one:

The gods have had enough of the constant fighting. Athena and Poseidon have always had a hard time getting along after Athena got to be the patron goddess of Athens. But when Aphrodite is sick of all the fighting, she asks her father, Zeus, to help. He made Athena and Poseidon agree on a pact- no child-of-Athena or child-of-Poseidon could ever fall in love with each other because then Athena and Poseidon would have to talk to each other. But when Annabeth Chase and Perseus Jackson meet, will they prevail or will the pact of sea and wisdom stop them from ever doing so? PERCABETH ALL THE WAY!

So here it is... Please enjoy...

Oh and I am not Rick Riordan and will, sadly, never own the Percy Jackson and Kane Chronicles series. I only own the plot.

Annabeth POV

It's been eight years since I last saw my father and his new wife Karen. I haven't seen Bobby and Matthew for about six. When I was seven, I ran away from my home, a place so terrible, everyone would much rather go to Tartarus. I still remember it like it was yesterday.

"Annie! Annie! Come on! Luke is walking slower than a drunk Dionysus! Don't worry! We're almost there!" Thalia practically screamed in my seven-year-old ear.

They found me living on the streets of New York City and picked me up as one of their own. They found out that I was a daughter of Athena and were leading me back to Camp Half-Blood. I just followed what they did. Soon, I arrived at the sign. I could read it because the sign must have been in Greek. The three letters and a pine tree before the hill told me I would see my real mom; Camp Half-Blood.

Now, at the age of fifteen, I have learned to love my new home. Everyone is so nice to me and everyone of my half sisters understand my suffering. Well, today, I had the job of introducing all the new demigods. I quickly walked my way up to the breakfast table and sat down next to Malcolm, my half brother, and Jenny, my little half sister. They were all talking about some new kid who was going to arrive here today. I wonder why they're talking about him. I mean, he's just an average new kid.

"Hi Annie-beth!" My six-year-old half sister Jenny said with such a bright smile, it could melt Antarctica in a second. I gazed at her expression. It was marked with enigma and bafflement.

"Hey Jenny-kinz! How's my charismatic infinitesimal sister doing today?" I asked with a grime smirk on my face. I knew how much she hates the prodigious words I constantly use.

"ANNIE!" She screamed, causing all the tables stare at her and take in her volume. "Please, don't use humongous words! They confuzzle my brain," she said, mumbling the last part. I, now, had a smirk on my face the size of Olympus.

"Looks like wittle Jenny-kinz is catching on wittle Annie-beth's words," Malcolm mocked, trying to imitate Jenny's voice. Jenny suck stuck out her tiny tongue and looked annoyed. Malcolm finally spoke to end the silence. "Have you heard about the new kid coming in today? I here he is the best demigod there is! He has the coolest power for being his father's favorite child." I looked at him like there's no way in Tartarus that he's better than anyone even though I don't know him. Jenny, on the other hand, looked at Malcolm with her dazed, enormous eyes.

"I hear that he's dreamy and has sea-green eyes and jet-black hair and is muscular and has a six pack- whatever that means- and is amazing and is beautiful and all the Aphrodite girls were squealing over his beauty and-," Jenny said before I stuffed my hand in her face. I gave her the look saying that I really didn't care for this self-centered jerk. I took out my hand after I was ready. "What?", she asked innocently. "He could be my age," she said, shrugging as if it was a possibility. In your dreams, I thought, but I knew she would be hurt if I said it out loud. Plus, insults never scream Annabeth.

"Oh, he is probably just some trivial boy who thinks that the world revolves around his head. He probably is just some self-centered jerk who probably doesn't give a crap abo-," was all I could say because Malcolm put his hands over petite Jenny's ears and started screaming "LA LA LA LA!" all over the place, like a little boy during the puberty unit of health. I, on the other hand, was laughing when Jenny put her hands over Malcolm's ears and started acting as childish as him.

"Annie! You know that Mother doesn't like that language that kind of language-especially in front of miss Jenny Hopkins here! Watch your mouth or else I will rinse it, put a gallon of soap in it, and make sure those words never come out of your mouth miss Annabeth Chase!" He said it in a joking matter, but I still knew he was being serious.

"Okay Dad! I won't say it again! And I have to leave right now because I'm escorting all the new children to their rooms and finding leads to who their parent might be. See you later Jenny-bear!" I said with an adorable tone. Then I looked over to Malcolm with a mocking glare. "Bye Bye Daddy!" I flipped my blonde, wavy hair in his face. My hair accidentally knocked over his round golden rimmed glasses that had been given to him by Mother. They were a weapon in case of an attack. They helped him see everything that was hidden by walls or objects, kind of like x-ray goggles, but with more features.

As I walked away, Luke, a good friend from the Hermes cabin, came up to me. "Would you like to have your muffin buttered?" Luke said jokingly while I lightly punched his shoulder at his remark from the chick flick "Mean Girls". I laughed and shrugged.

"That depends, who will you assign to butter my muffin?" I said smartly and he gave me a look knowing that I had won this conversation. "Well I'm off to introduce a few newbies to toodles and adios!" I screamed walking towards the Big House.

I greeted many people along the way there. I saw Katie and Travis sucking each others faces but I really didn't mind it. I saw Connor using his disastrous flirting skills on a group of Aphrodite children. It wouldn't work, I just knew it. Then, I saw Thaila sitting on her pine tree that had been dedicated to her when she died. I could spy Nico in the shadows playing with Mrs. O'Leary, but I thought the twelve-year old would be fine.

I took a good look at the newbies. Their eyes showed their godly parent. Zeus's was electric blue. Hera's was a mix of the colors of a peacock. Poseidon's was the color of the sea- sea-green with a tint of blue. Athena's was gray, like my eyes. Demeter's is the color of green, like the stems of flowers and plants. Ares's is the color of red-indicating blood. Apollo's was the color yellow of the flaming sun. Artemis's eyes were a glowing silver, like the moon. Hephaestus's is the color orange of fire and flames. Aphrodite's eyes were pink, the color of love. Herme's eyes are the color of white, like his shoe's wings. Dionysus's eyes were a light purple, the color of grapes and wine.

I saw a few Athena children and a few Hermes children. There was a Hera child, which is first one I think we've ever had! I saw many Aphrodite children but one person stuck out to me the most. Jet-black hair, sea-green eyes, I feel like I've heard this before. Then I realized who this was. This child was the one and only Perseus Jackson.

-CanYouResistThis

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