Chapter One: The Grimm Daughter

Running was all Sally Jackson had known since she was young. As a young girl she had lived with her mother and never met her father. Her mother had told her she was descended from the Grimm Brothers, the gatherers of German Fairy tales her mother told her. Sally loved those stories, of Cinderella who despite all odds against her fell in love with the Prince and escaped her cruel step mother and sisters treatment of her, of Snow White who was scorned for being the fairest being in her kingdom poisoned and then saved, of Little Red Riding hood who went to visit her grandmother and was eaten by a werewolf to be also then saved.

This was young Sally's childhood, along with moving from town to town, state to state until the fateful day when her mother went to go visit her parents leaving her with her uncle, and then died in a plane crash. Sally was left alone with her uncle who took her in and ran with her. It was a never ending nightmare of running, of having no friends, no one to turn to.

When Sally was 8 she could still remember hearing the phone ring in her and her uncles apartment. She had walked up to the phone, answering it with a Hello. She could remember the other voice on the phone, the voice of a man deep with a European accent she wouldn't be able to recognize as German until she was older.

"Salea."

She could recall with vivid memory how her Uncle rushed into the hallway where the phone was connected snatching the phone out of her hand and ending the call. He had harshly took her by the shoulders.

"You ask all the time why we are running Sally. He is the reason, your father and Uncle both. They are bad Sally, evil even. Don't answer the phone ever again."

She had nodded dumbly and then promptly put the scene to the back of her mind as she threw herself into her school work.

It wasn't until she was 17, still running with her uncle that he grew deathly ill. She knew that it was to be expected, even when she was younger her uncle was very sickly and the fact that he had survived this long to insure that she would be safe from her enemies. She felt that she had to make it up to him somehow, to repay his kindness in taking her in and protecting her. And so she dropped out of high school, even though she wanted to go to college to pursue her dream of being a novelist (ironic considering her ancestors).

But he had protected her all this time, and so she would comfort and take care of him in his final days. A few months later, after her 18th birthday she remembered, he was growing deathly ill.

"Uncle, I'm sorry."

"You silly girl, this is not your fault. It is just my time to die. If there is one thing I don't regret in my life it is keeping you safe. Sally, you are more important than you realize. But you must promise me one thing Sally, one thing. You must not have children." He grabbed at her hands. "Sally you must not, terrible things will happen if you do, especially if the child is male. Salea Jackson Grimm, you are like my daughter, I… am sorry that it has to happen like this. Keep running, it is all you can do."

"Yes Uncle." Tears ran down her cheeks as her uncle smiled, closed his eyes and stilled. The night after her uncle died, with no money and no possessions but what she was able to fit in her backpack, Sally Jackson ran.

-x-

It wasn't until she was 19 that she made her way to New York. She never stayed one place to long lest her father and uncle find her. She decided to rent a cabin in Montauk and settle for a few days to rest her aching feet.

She had always loved the sea. The years before her mother had died; they often spent on the seaside. Sally felt a connection to the sea that even she did not understand. And so with great joy she made her way down the beach her belongings in her cabin. She looked at the sunset, a small smile on her face as she watched the wave's crash on the beach. Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, she smelled the salt water and she calmed down. These moments when she did not have to run were the best in her opinion. She was able to slow down and look at the world as a normal person would be able to.

Though Sally knew she was running from her father and uncle she had been often running from beings of the supernatural as well, beings that belonged more in a mythological text book then the real world. Though she had learned if she ignored them they ignored her to an extent as well.

The world, she had decided a long time ago was a weird place.

"It is beautiful isn't it?" A voice next to her remarked, and she opened her eyes quickly, her heart racing. Had they found her?

No, she decided as she gazed at the man next to her from under her eyelashes. His hair was raven black, messy, and his eyes were the greenest she had ever seen, kind of, she mused, like the sea when it was clean and beautiful. He was wearing khaki shorts and a Hawaiian shirt like he had just gone on vacation to the isles themselves. He was, she admitted to herself, handsome. Very much so, and only looked 25 at the oldest.

His eyes twinkled as he looked at her, he raised a hand to run it through his messy hair, tangling it more and making it look like he just got out of the water after a nice long swim.

"Yes, it is. The sea has always made me feel better, alive even. It is… it is like the sea has been calling out to me my whole life…" She admittedly replied back, hands clasped in front of her as a nice breeze wafted through the area, causing the sunhat she had on to pick up off her head and fly off. But it didn't get far before the older man caught it and handed it to her.

"For you, my kind lady." He said sincerely. She blushed, a deep cherry red color, and smiled back at him.

"Thank you. Oh, I never told you my name have I?" She hurriedly and embarrassingly stuttered out. "I'm Sally, Sally Jackson." Salea Grimm, she wanted to tell him but she figured she should not. It was not that she was ashamed of her heritage but she had a feeling the name Grimm, was not good to hand out to the wrong people.

"Sally Jackson…" He mused as if tasting and deciding if he liked the sound of her name. "My name is Poseidon. It is very nice to meet you Sally."

"Poseidon? Like the god of the sea?" She asked curiously. She smiled at her, an amused glint in his eye as if he was humoring some joke only he understood.

"Exactly like that."

And from that night the two were neigh inseparable. The two had gotten so close that she admitted that she could see things others couldn't see. She had thought he would leave her then, thinking her a crazy person but he had just nodded like he understood and she loved him all the more for it.

She hadn't run for the 2 months that they were together in a little cabin in Montauk. And though she got the itch to move, never staying in one place too long gave her cabin fever, no pun intended, she was content in staying where she was in Poseidon's arms.

That was until she realized her period never came after month 2 of them being together. She was frightened, scared, after all her Uncle had told her to never mother any children and that their fate would be worse than anything she could imagine. But then, as she took a pregnancy test that soon turned out to be positive, she had always wanted to be a mother.

When she went to Poseidon with what had happened to her, she half expected to have him run away frightened at the prospect of being a father. But what he had told her afterwards shocked her. His name wasn't just Poseidon, he was Poseidon. The actual god and her child, well he would be a hero; a demi-god.

She wanted to weep for her child's future that was most assuredly already chosen for him. Problems from his father's side and problems from her side of the family… Her poor baby, she decided then that she would do everything in her power to assure he lived past 18.

And when 8 months later she baby boy was born, she gave him the name Perseus in hopes that he will live and have a happy ending as the original did. Her poor baby, a demigod, and born a Grimm. Just what will his future bring with have a Grandfather and Grand-Uncle that were out for their blood?

Only time would tell the story of one Perseus Grimm.

AN: okay so this little story is actually based off the manga Dictatorial Grimoire, which is only like 3 volumes and its really good. I didnt shove this under a crossover because 1) I'm only taking the plot line and a few of the more core members of the cast (as you will see later i'll explain then). 2) well, no one knows the series well enough so I figure it will get more attention under just the PJO listing.

pairing wise... idk. i'll probably doing something slash but I want it to be with a DG character and not one from PJO. I'm kinda leaning towards Percy/Snow White tbh we'll see thats a question for later on.

please review! C: